AMRWFA -Chapter 197 The Return of the Fifth Young Master of the Xu Family

Liang Shishi checked it carefully, and her eyes almost turned red.

Because what Ruan Yaoyao had written was nothing else—it was exactly the “detail page” she had seen. A literal copy of the original text, not even a single symbol changed.

Clearly, after learning from the previous lesson, Ruan Yaoyao was worried something might go wrong with Bai Ling’er’s case. After some mental struggle, she still took the risk—copying the original text word for word, leaving everything else for the state to interpret.

【Anyway, if they ask me, I’ll just say I don’t know.】

【They won’t know I “copied” it. They’ll just think I “made it up.”】

【So what if I “made it up”? As long as I make it convincing, they’ll have to treat it seriously.】

Ruan Yaoyao wasn’t stupid. After running through things a few times, she had realized these people seemed to “go along” with her quite a bit. She didn’t overthink the reason. She only knew one thing—use power while you have it, or it expires.

【I have this authority now—why shouldn’t I use it?】

【Are they going to catch me and turn me into a lab rat?】

With red eyes, Liang Shishi thought inwardly: Don’t worry, Aunt Xu. No one will treat you like a lab subject—we’ll only worship you!

You said that person is a “national strategic asset,” and you’re willing to risk everything for him—but don’t you realize that, in our eyes, you are the same?

【Ahhh… what is this thing? I can’t understand it!】

As she was copying, Ruan Yaoyao almost cried.

When she had read it, she didn’t feel anything—but now that she was copying it, she realized Bai Ling’er’s mind was full of bizarre symbols. And she couldn’t just ignore them—because she didn’t know what they were used for, and what if the experts in the national team did?

Biting her teeth, she said, “Shishi, I need some paper and a pen. Bring them for me.”

“Alright! Aunt Xu, do you want a drink too?”

“No milk tea—milk tea makes you fat. I want Da Hong Pao tea!”

“No problem!”

……

After getting the paper, Ruan Yaoyao picked up a pen and began imitating it.

【So strange… what is this stuff?】

【Forget it. Let professionals handle professional things—I can’t understand this anymore.】

She tried her best to replicate it. Simple symbols were fine, but when she saw the information on Gu insects—including images—she completely broke down.

【Ahhhhhh… I can’t draw!】

【If I draw it too abstract, will they even recognize it?】

【Probably…】

【Maybe?】

【Not sure… should I try?】

【I still have several chances anyway. If they don’t understand this one, I can fix it later.】

She tried a few times, but the more she drew, the worse it became, until she finally gave up.

She didn’t want to make things difficult for herself.

【Even though not every submission changes the “detail page” above Bai Ling’er, I marked it as a “speculation,” so they should understand, right?】

【This isn’t a reconstruction—it’s an abstract summary. Whether they understand the details doesn’t matter. As long as they know such a thing exists.】

Liang Shishi glanced at the insect drawing and almost laughed out loud.

It really was abstract—almost all the Gu insects looked the same: a hollow, elongated shape, just varying in thickness, curvature, and sometimes a color label or antennae.

Hahaha…

Ordinary people probably couldn’t interpret it at all.

Sorry for making things hard for you, Aunt Xu!

But don’t worry—we can hear your thoughts, so we will absolutely not misunderstand anything.

Of course, Liang Shishi also felt a bit regretful. Aunt Xu could see what those Gu insects looked like through the images, but they could only imagine them.

This situation would probably only be fully resolved once actual specimens appeared.

——

Xu Family Home.

Xu family’s Fifth Young Master, Xu Hongye, came home a bit late. He thought everyone would already be asleep by the time he arrived—but when he entered, he found the entire family gathered.

Everyone—except the little kids—was there.

And there were also several unfamiliar faces.

“You all… holding a court trial or something?” Xu Hongye, still dragging his suitcase, froze on the spot, instantly feeling pressure.

“You partnered with someone for a business venture?” Ruan Yaoyao’s expression turned cold the moment she saw him.

“Yes, is that not allowed?” Xu Hongye said. “I used my own pocket money—I didn’t ask you for anything. Besides, didn’t Second Brother start a business too? Why don’t you criticize him?”

“Hah! Your Second Brother did proper risk evaluation. And you? What kind of investing did you do? You threw your money into the water and didn’t even see a ripple. That’s not investing—that’s being a sucker.”

Xu Hongye tried to defend himself, insisting his “big brother” wasn’t like that.

Ruan Yaoyao immediately asked: did you even see the company’s financial statements?

Even with little experience, she knew an investor should at least see the books. Had he seen anything at all?

All he did was pay for meals, foot bills, and fund whatever the other guy wanted—restaurants, karaoke, clubs.

When his Second Brother started his business, he didn’t invite people out to eat and entertain them every few days.

He ate boxed lunches.

Hearing this, Second Brother Xu Chengyan scratched his nose awkwardly and was called out to explain what real “entrepreneurship” looked like.

Xu Hongye walked in and immediately got scolded, feeling extremely wronged.

In anger, he even complained: “Am I even your real son? Why are you biased?”

“You still have the nerve to talk about bias? Am I not biased enough toward you? Your monthly allowance alone—what I give you is 100,000. Your eldest brother gives you 100,000. Your second brother gives you 100,000. Your third brother, even with a salary job, still occasionally gives you a few thousand. And your fourth sister also gives you ten or twenty thousand every month. Altogether, you get at least 300,000 a month…”

Ruan Yaoyao rattled off the numbers.

Just in pocket money alone, he got at least three million a year—not even counting holiday red envelopes or the education fund his late father left him. He had at least two to three million in savings.

She asked him directly: where did all that money go?

Which project required so much investment? Why was there still no result after so long?

Xu Hongye muttered that losses were normal in business.

Ruan Yaoyao rolled her eyes.

“Other people’s businesses have gains and losses. Yours is just being a sucker and still feeling proud of it—that’s not normal.”

【There probably aren’t many people as ridiculous as him—so eager to be a lackey, throwing money around, even sending his own sister to someone else’s bed as a N-numbered mistress.】

【And now this ‘N-numbered mistress’ thing makes me furious!】

【He’s useless, and Xu Nannan is just as stupid—sending her own sister and best friend to become someone’s mistress. Unbelievable!】

【As expected, they really are siblings. Like family, like behavior.】

Xu Nannan, suddenly called out, felt deeply ashamed.

Ahhh…

Mom, stop talking!

I know I was wrong, I swear, I really know it now.

Xu Hongye, on the other hand, looked completely confused.

What “strongest lackey in history”? What “N-numbered mistress”?

What is she even talking about?

Did Mom say that?

But she didn’t even open her mouth…

Telepathy?

Xu Hongye glanced at Ruan Yaoyao’s abdomen, feeling more and more that something was off.