After being conquered by a silly and sweet girl, I became the richest man in the world

As the sky gradually darkens and the lights come on, thousands of lights turn into starlight, shining brightly.

Chu Yizi looked up when he heard the voice. The man was holding a plum-red lantern in his hand, wearing a fiery red dress, and had a bright smile on his face.

Amid the crowds of people, his figure was unusually eye-catching. He was wearing a fluttering red robe, had a slender figure, strong arms, and looked awe-inspiring and heroic.

The deep eyes with a smile are like thick ink that cannot be dissolved, and the depth carries a love that cannot be ignored, making people unable to look away after just one glance.

Chu Yizi had never had a clearer perception than at this moment.

Love is probably the most vicious and addictive thing in the world. It makes all those who are addicted to it lose their reason, their calculations, and all their defenses. They just want to dive into it, immerse themselves in it, and sink to the depths.

I don’t know if it was from this moment on, or earlier, but this addictive seed took root in Chu Yizi’s heart, and until today, he could no longer ignore it.

Since when did this feeling change?

Chu Yizi doesn't think he is a good person. He loves money and is greedy for money. He will do anything to make money.

He had never been in love before, and he never bothered to indulge in love.

But now, the raging heartbeat reminded him of the burning heat. He knew he could no longer escape.

Chu Yizi unconsciously walked over and stepped forward. He raised his slightly cool fingertips and gently touched Feng Mulin's cheek, slowly tracing.

Feng Mulin didn't expect Chu Yizi to come over. He was in a state of confusion, his cheeks flushed, and ripples appeared in his heart.

Neither of them spoke, they just stood there.

The slightly cool fingertips gently brushed across every part of Feng Mulin's face, bringing a slight itch.

My heart was beating faster and faster, as if it was going to break through my chest and express my joy to the person in front of me.

Behind him, the lights were bright and clusters of fireworks were blooming in the night, shining brightly, but Chu Yizi seemed to be blind.

In fact, he hates festivals the most, especially the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The orphanage where he lived when he was young has long since been turned into a high-rise building, and his sister Nan Nan, who grew up with him, has also passed away.

On the reunion day, every house is brightly lit and everyone is longing for reunion, but he is alone.

Over time, Chu Yizi has learned to turn time into money, loneliness into work, and loneliness into busyness.

Every time there is a holiday, Chu Yizi's company is always the first to take a holiday and has the longest holiday period.

Because he himself had never experienced family reunion or the daily life of a normal human being, he wanted his employees to have a good holiday and go home for a reunion.

So even though Chu Yizi has no family, he will receive countless greetings and gifts before every festival.

Some are from former fans, some are from like-minded friends, and some are from his employees.

Chu Yizi would work overtime at the company until late at night, and then take the gifts home and open them one by one. Under the bright moon and the round jade plates, Chu Yizi lay among the gifts on the floor and spent countless Mid-Autumn Festivals.

Looking at the present moment, the moon is white and the stars are sparse, and behind him are still thousands of lights, and there are still clusters of fireworks in the sky. Someone is accompanying him to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Lights are extinguished and fireworks fade away, but his heart is like boiling magma, surging and tumbling.

Chu Yizi put down his hand and looked at the person in front of him.

Once love is opened, it will surge like the tide and be difficult to suppress.

He opened his mouth, "Feng Mulin."

Feng Mulin kept looking at him, never moving his gaze away. Both of them were in the beginning stages of love, and were equally passionate, so neither of them was willing to give in.

Feng Mulin's mood was even more confused than Chu Yizi's.

From the moment Chu Yizi touched his cheek just now, he could no longer hear any other sound or see anyone else except his heartbeat and the person in front of him.

Even without words, the feeling was tacit.

He could feel that Chu Yizi also liked him.

He had always thought that he fell in love with Chu Yizi at first sight, but just now, when Chu Yizi's fingertips touched him, he suddenly felt a strong sense of familiarity.

It was as if the two had known each other for a long time.

When Feng Mulin heard Chu Yizi calling out his name, he felt a "bang" in his head, as if something important had exploded.

These three words are more beautiful and exciting than any love words in the world.

He opened his mouth as well, his eyes never moving away, "I'm here."

"I'm here!"

“I’m always here!!!”

Soft words could no longer express his mood, which changed from determination to joy, and then from joy to excitement.

These two words, these five words, are more useful than any love words.

Chu Yizi was completely awake, more awake than ever.

He likes this person.

He likes Feng Mulin!

He couldn't wait any longer and opened his mouth impatiently, "Feng Mulin! Listen to me!"

"I--"

"Lord Demon Lord!"

Chu Yizi was about to shout when a burly figure with a white tiger tattoo suddenly appeared in front of him. This burly man somehow appeared out of nowhere and inserted himself between the two of them.

Chu Yizi was squeezed so hard that he almost couldn't stand.

He could only take a step back and stare in amazement at the four people standing side by side in front of him.

Xiong Neng, a tattooed man, a thin guy with a crooked nose and slanted eyes, and a scarred face.

The tattooed man was closest to Feng Mulin, almost sticking his whole body to him.

Feng Mulin, who was excitedly waiting for Chu Yizi's confession, hadn't reacted yet when the person in front of him changed from the Chu Yizi he had been thinking about to a muscular, tall and strong man with tattoos.

He was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

What's wrong with these people?!

Why didn't he come earlier or later? Why did he have to wait until Chuchu confessed her love to him? And he came right in the middle of them!

Such subordinates! Shouldn't they be punished? !

When he gets back, he will definitely ask these people to wipe the Holy Demon Temple inside and out with a rag!

No, after cleaning, you have to clean all the toilets, cesspools, and mass graves in the demon world! ! ! !

You really have no tact at all!

These people obviously didn't realize what a huge mess they had made. As soon as they saw Feng Mulin, they chattered excitedly, "Master Demon! Great, we finally caught up with you!"

The thin man with a crooked nose and slanted eyes quickly agreed, "Yes, Demon Lord, you don't know how many places we have looked for you. You ran too fast, and we couldn't catch up with you."

"Demon Lord, you don't know, Brother Xiong just teleported to someone's house, the couple was doing something, and the man was chasing Brother Xiong and playing with him, hahaha..."

Xiong Neng hadn't expected him to say even that. He was so angry that his eyes went dark. "Skinny, do you want to die? Do you believe I will beat you to death?!"

Feng Mulin didn’t know whether Xiong Neng could beat the skinny guy to death, but he wanted to beat Xiong Neng to death now.