How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 91: An Old Trope: The Fake Boyfriend

"I have never ridden in a car like yours before, never even heard of the brand, but it sure feels high-end when riding in it."

Ding Ruoshui gave a gentle smile: "It’s normal that you haven’t heard of it, because it’s not something sold on the market."

"A high-end custom build?"

"Can’t exactly call it custom. It’s just that my brother had a whim and made it himself. He gave it to me as a birthday gift."

"Your brother can make a car himself?"

"Is that so unusual? Rich second generations have their own ways of living. His interest happens to be making various mechanical things."

"That does make sense... Your interest is painting; your brother’s is making cars; your father’s is studying genetic technology. Your family really takes your hobbies to the extreme."

"My interest... It seems you have been misled by me!" Ding Ruoshui laughed: "I paint not because I enjoy it, but because I am somewhat special. My blood pounds within me all the time, and painting helps to keep my mind calm."

This statement somewhat surprised Lin Xiaosu.

She wasn’t planning to hide her skills anymore?

Lin Xiaosu’s gaze flickered slightly: "What would happen if you lose control when your blood races?"

"I am glad I’ve never truly lost control. I don’t know what would happen, but I guess it would be quite terrifying." Ding Ruoshui said, "Let’s talk about the next step!"

"You are the boss now. I’ll follow your arrangements."

"Actually, my parents don’t know I’ve gone out to hire a detective. Let alone anyone else." Ding Ruoshui said: "So, you won’t appear as a detective, but rather a different role."

"Which role?"

"My boyfriend!"

"Pretend to be your boyfriend and enter Jiangcheng, get into your house?"

"Yes! Once we get to Jiangcheng, we will first buy some gifts, and visit my home with the demeanor of a son-in-law meeting his parents-in-law. The act has to be very real, because I don’t know which nanny in my house carries whose orders, nor do I know which corner of the house has the latest surveillance devices installed."

"So, you didn’t hire a detective from Jiangcheng Detective Agency, and instead came all the way to Fengcheng?"

"There’s that intention! But it’s not the main reason." Ding Ruoshui said: "The main reason is, you look good. As my boyfriend, at least you can get past the scrutiny in my heart."

Lin Xiaosu hesitated slightly...

Ding Ruoshui’s charming eyes twinkled: "What? Does taking on an additional identity mean extra pay?"

Lin Xiaosu immediately shook his head: "The money is already outrageous, any more would be too much! It’s normal for a detective to disguise and take on false identities. No problem, I accept! I’m in!"

Entering Jiangcheng, the car first stopped at a jewelry store.

The two went in and soon came out carrying two boxes.

Then they got back in the car, and with a press of the accelerator, they headed to Nanhu.

Nanhu is very large.

In the populous metropolis of Jiangcheng, it’s like a shining pearl in the palm of a hand.

This season, the willows are green, and the crowds are bustling.

The rippling blue waves seem to synchronize with the dynamism of the big city. However, the villas by the side of the blue waves present another aspect: peace and tranquility.

Under the shade of the willows, inside the small car, Ding Ruoshui pointed to a villa on the east side: "That’s my house."

"This villa must cost over a hundred million?"

"You guessed pretty accurately. Just the aboveground part is just over a hundred million."

"The aboveground part? There’s also an underground?"

"My father is underground all year round! My mother said, don’t think that my brother and I squander money all year, but the biggest spendthrift is actually my father." Ding Ruoshui said, "There’s something I’m not sure I should say, but if we talk about squandering, the only real spendthrift in our family is not anyone else but my mother herself."

Understood completely!

Lin Xiaosu knew she was right!

Her father definitely spent the most, but does spending money equate to squandering? Is there scientific research that doesn’t burn through funds?

Do her brother and she squander?

The same can’t be measured just by how much money is spent.

Her mother, probably, was the real consumer. Her spending, that’s what you call squandering. It’s not about the amount; spending a lot is major squandering, and a bit of indulgence is minor.

"Looks like the unattractive son-in-law is about to meet the in-laws, let’s go!" Lin Xiaosu’s finger tapped the side of the door, and the door lock opened.

"Nervous?" Ding Ruoshui smiled lightly.

"There’s probably only one type of person who wouldn’t be nervous when facing the selection of future in-laws, and that’s a fake son-in-law like me." Lin Xiaosu laughed: "Knowing it’s all fake hence unfazed, a man desires nothing thus his character shines, the ancients surely did not deceive me!"

Ding Ruoshui laughed out loud, the car moved forward, and entered the Ding Family’s gate.

The old gatekeeper came out, bowed, and called her Miss.

The car stopped, and a young man came to park Ding Ruoshui’s car.

At the entrance of the main hall, two elderly were trimming branches and also looked up, calling her Miss.

Outside the hall, two beautiful maids bowed at the same time: "Miss is back."

This is the life of the wealthy.

It’s not merely about the balance in your bank account, but about the array of people you employ, whether it comes across naturally or not.

Entering the hall, a middle-aged beauty descended from the second floor, wearing clothes that were actually quite ordinary, but she had clearly surpassed the realm of accentuating status through attire.

The world’s attire, quite profound indeed.

When you’re broke, you long for a designer piece to flaunt in front of others.

When you’re rich, you don’t care about these things, only comfort matters.

When you’re broke, you spend a year’s salary on a bag, and people suspect it’s fake.

When you’re rich, you tell others clearly that your pants cost seventy yuan from a street stall, yet they may suspect those pants are actually worth seven thousand.

The less you have, the more you try to show.

Once you truly have everything, you return to simplicity and authenticity.

As the beautiful lady descended from the second floor during this time, Lin Xiaosu reached the above conclusions...

The latter half of the beautiful lady’s gaze was firmly captured by Lin Xiaosu.

Her eyes went through a series of changes from surprise to joy.

Because her daughter was holding hands with this young man, and the young man was also carrying two boxes in his hands.

"Mom, this is my boyfriend, little Su!"

"Hello, Auntie!" Lin Xiaosu lifted the two boxes, presenting them to the beautiful lady.

Mrs. Ding received them with a smile: "Jewelry from He Lai Xuan, how did you know I like this brand?"

"Ruoshui told me."

"He Lai Xuan treasures aren’t cheap, thank you!" Mrs. Ding gestured lightly, summoning a maid from the left, casually handing the two boxes over to the maid to put away.

The maid bowed and retreated.

"Come, little Su, sit here!" Mrs. Ding beckoned gently, leading him to the main hall.

The maid brought over fragrant tea.

The tea stood straight in the cup, with visible fine hairs on top.

Top-quality Bai hao.

"Little Su, what does your family do?"

Ding Ruoshui leaned on Lin Xiaosu, looking like a delicate and lovely person, now she spoke: "Mom, his family is in seasonal cultivation of bioengineering..."

"Seasonal cultivation of bioengineering..." Mrs. Ding pondered momentarily: "Sounds quite good, what exactly do you do?"

Lin Xiaosu smiled: "Grow vegetables!"

"Grow vegetables?"

"To be exact, my dad works in construction outside, and the vegetable farming is all done by my mom alone. The annual yield might be a few thousand kilograms, but these days, vegetables aren’t worth much, and the total value is at most twenty to thirty thousand."

The maid beside them widened her eyes in surprise.

Mrs. Ding was taken aback: "Then you... you buy treasures from He Lai Xuan? Spending so much money, don’t you feel heartache?"

"That money was Ruoshui’s, it’s not my place to feel heartache."

Ding Ruoshui clutched her forehead, her eyes drifting...

Mrs. Ding had an expression that was both exasperated and amused: "Little Su, you’re really frank."

"I think the silliest thing in the world is to pretend to be wealthy in front of rich people."

"To tell the truth, I can usually tell when someone tries to puff themselves up in front of me, but I’m curious, I don’t see why you’d lack confidence. If you tried to bluff, I probably wouldn’t notice."

Lin Xiaosu laughed: "That’s because I’m inherently confident."

"Where does this confidence come from?" Mrs. Ding took an interest.

Lin Xiaosu said: "Of course, it comes from Ruoshui. If such a celestial being like Ruoshui could fancy me, what reason do I have not to be confident?"

Mrs. Ding was stunned.

After a while, she stood up, walked over to the coffee table, and pressed a button: "Little Li, Old Zhong! Come up, our daughter’s boyfriend is here."

"Boyfriend? She can have a boyfriend?" A male voice came from below the button.

"Hmm, this boyfriend is quite cute, with exceptional psychological strength..." The button sprang up, and Mrs. Ding turned around: "Your father will be up shortly, let him chat with you. I’m going to arrange dinner."

She gracefully exited the hall.

Ding Ruoshui and Lin Xiaosu looked at each other, eyes wide and small. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Mrs. Ding’s most genuine feeling towards her daughter’s boyfriend was clearly that he was "thick-skinned," yet she did not say "thick-skinned," instead expertly found a shining point to mention: strong psychological strength.

This is cultivation!

This is quality!

Ding Ruoshui glanced outside the hall: "Looks like I’ve passed my mom’s test?"

"Be confident, it’s not just ’looks like’!"

"Here comes another ’be confident’... Are you really that confident?" Ding Ruoshui’s eyes sparkled with wit: "Just because I’ve fallen for you?"

"That’s one reason!"

"And the second reason?"

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