Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Wu Kunpeng believed that even if Mr. Chu was only doing it to ensure that he, Wu Kunpeng, could focus on his work, he would still take good care of his daughter. Therefore, compared to keeping her by his side, Wu Kunpeng felt more at ease leaving his daughter in the Magic Capital.

Wu Kunpeng walked into the presidential suite, waved goodbye to his daughter, and then urged her to quickly go and find her master.

Wu Youyou, who seemed to have grown up a lot overnight, waved to her father, a rare gesture for her. She turned and re-entered the elevator, heading straight down to the lobby, where she was immediately greeted by a waiter.

"Miss Wu, Mr. Chu and Miss Qin have already returned to the villa. We have arranged a car for you."

Wu Youyou nodded. When she came to the hotel entrance, she indeed saw two luxury cars quietly awaiting her.

Without any hesitation, Wu Youyou got into the car, and as the vehicle started, she slowly relaxed her mind.

But, in a moment, Wu Youyou's gaze suddenly landed on the tall man in the driver's seat up front.

The reason Wu Youyou noticed him was not his terrifying height of over two meters nor his physique, which was even stronger than her father's, but rather the terrifying aura he exuded, like that of a fierce tiger.

Even though Wu Youyou was now an A-level martial artist, in the presence of this tall man, she felt an almost suffocating sense of breathlessness.

He must undoubtedly be an S-level warrior.

To have an S-level warrior as her chauffeur was a treatment that, if she mentioned it to her friends in Dali City, they would probably laugh at her for boasting.

The car soon stopped in front of Emperor's Mansion Villa Number One.

Although she had just been there a few hours ago, this time, as she stepped out of the car, a strange feeling suddenly rose from the bottom of her heart, as if this vast and luxurious courtyard had suddenly become incredibly mysterious.

Wu Youyou looked around, and with her perception as an A-level martial artist, she could clearly feel that there were at least twenty A-level martial artists hidden in the secret corners of the courtyard.

Apart from the terrifying man acting as her chauffeur, near the helicopter in the distance, another even more mysterious and terrifying man stood quietly like a ghost.

With just a casual observation, Wu Youyou had a guess in her heart that this man likely possessed at least the strength of an S-level peak.

Yet another top leader on the verge of becoming a Great Grandmaster.

In the afternoon, because she was with her father and had a sense of reliance in her heart, she hadn't felt it so deeply. Now, alone, she suddenly felt the terror of this vast courtyard.

Swallowing nervously, Wu Youyou finally took a step forward at the indication of the tall man beside her and slowly walked into the large living room in front of her.

Around the living room, the antique porcelain that had been shattered by her voice earlier had all been removed and replaced with new ones. In the center of the sofa, the young man who seemed as terrifying as a deity was sitting quietly.

He held a book in his hand and was absorbed in his reading.

Wu Youyou's gaze stealthily surveyed him, and the more she observed, the more she felt that he was shrouded in a mysterious aura.

"That must be the aura of a god-like figure," she muttered to herself.

Just then, the young man on the sofa suddenly looked up. The moment their eyes met, Wu Youyou, who couldn't control her trembling body, quickly lowered her head, saying most respectfully,

"Mr. Chu!"