King of Kings, start with a perfect record and strive for the top spot.

The security personnel in the villa area are having a tough time.

Lin Dongsheng arrived in a supercar, and his noble aura from head to toe made the security personnel think he was a distinguished guest invited by someone.

So they didn't dare to be negligent and let people in without really understanding what was going on.

I never expected him to be a lunatic.

However, there's really no justice these days; even the mentally ill are rolling in money.

After Lin Dongsheng and Xu Wanrong were taken away by the police, it was only a little past seven in the morning. Apart from Ms. Zhang Fengxia and the cleaning lady, everyone else in the villa was still in their rooms, fast asleep.

After finishing her business, Ye Lan felt sleepy and yawned twice.

"I can't take it anymore, I went to bed too late last night, I need to go back and catch up on my sleep."

His mother stopped him, saying, "Don't go, things aren't finished yet."

Ye Lan half-opened her eyes and asked, "Weren't those two taken away by the police? Is there anything else that hasn't been dealt with?"

Zhang Fengxia glanced at Lin Xueyao with a somewhat embarrassed expression, "These two beasts treated Lin Xueyao like that, don't you want to think about getting revenge on them?"

"My grandfather once told me, 'You must cut the weeds at the root, otherwise they will grow back in the spring!'"

Ye Lan understood. Her mother wanted her to use her connections to take advantage of the Lin family's misfortune and cut off their chance to turn things around.

"So it turns out my cunning was inherited from you."

"Can't you be serious for once? I'm discussing something very important with you!" Zhang Fengxia angrily slapped Ye Lan on the shoulder.

"There's no need. The Lin family's chances of turning things around are almost zero. Targeting them would make me seem petty," Ye Lan said with a confident smile.

"Are you that confident?"

"Of course, tariffs are a matter of economic lifeline for a country. They are not like stocks, which can rise today and fall tomorrow. They need time to change gradually."

“The Lin family is already bankrupt and has no money left, but the company has thousands of people to support. They won’t last until then.”

Zhang Fengxia doesn't quite understand things like international economics.

He was completely confused by what Ye Lan said.

"Doesn't the Lin family have any relatives? What if their business partners help them?"

Ye Lan rolled her eyes, utterly speechless.

I feel like my mom has lived such a long life in vain.

You're bankrupt, so you don't have any relatives or friends left.

As for those partners, that's utter nonsense.

It's good enough that they didn't stab us in the back, why would we want their help?

“If those so-called relatives and friends really wanted to help the Lin family through their difficulties, these two people wouldn’t have come to us.”

"Mom, I'm not trying to be sarcastic, but with your brain capacity that could survive a bullet to the head, you shouldn't get involved in these things."

Ms. Zhang Fengxia clearly did not understand what this sentence meant.

His face was full of confusion.

Lin Xueyao, standing to the side, covered her mouth and laughed, her eyes narrowing into crescent moons.

"Mom, Ye Lan is complaining that your brain is too small, like a walnut, all shell and no kernel."

"You brat, how can you talk to your own mother like that?" Zhang Fengxia scolded playfully.

"Alright, alright, you should go for your run now. Xueyao and I want to go back to sleep."

Urged on by Ye Lan, Mom finally left, stepping on her own Zulijian (a brand of foot massage products).

Back on the soft, comfortable bed, Ye Lan noticed Lin Xueyao staring blankly at the ceiling and said softly, "Why do you look so distracted? Do you think I went too far?"

"No, I think you did a great job."

"Neither help nor kick someone when they're down; leave everything to fate."

This was Ye Lan's idea; he wanted Lin Dongsheng to realize something.

God knows what you did!

You abandoned your wife and daughters when you were young, so you deserve to have your family go bankrupt when you're old.

Everything follows the law of cause and effect; evil deeds will be punished, and good deeds will be rewarded.

"Then why do you look so unhappy?"

"Xu Wanrong just said that her son has neglected his studies because of his addiction to games, and I'm worried that our children will do the same."

Ye Lan puts a lot of pressure on Ye Yunzhou every day.

Because Ye Yunzhou's gaming skills are really terrible.

So Ye Lan assigned him tasks every day.

For example, how many stars to gain today, how many ranked games to win, or how many MVP awards to achieve.

The most difficult of these is undoubtedly the MVP award.

Ye Yunzhou put in a lot of hard work to win the MVP award. One morning, he even got up at six o'clock without brushing his teeth, taking a dump, or eating.

I start playing games as soon as I open my eyes.

Since my own account has reached its time limit, I'll use Zhou Ting and Ning Caicai's accounts.

He's a complete internet addict.

Even so, a whole day passed and he still hadn't won three MVP awards.

Finally, I cried for more than half an hour while holding my phone.

Lin Xueyao was really worried that her son's health would be ruined by this.

"Are we putting too much emphasis on games and pushing our son too hard?" Lin Xueyao now has the tenderness of a mother.

"Go to sleep first, I'll figure out a way to handle this."

"Okay, go to sleep."

The two slowly closed their eyes, and drowsiness swept over them like a tide.

It instantly enveloped the two of them, and soft snoring filled the bedroom.

When it was noon, Ning Caicai, who had prepared lunch, knocked on the door and called Ye Lan to come down for lunch.

Ye Lan changed her clothes and went downstairs where she saw Ye Yunzhou hunched over his desk doing his homework.

"Son, did you play games today?"

Ye Yunzhou, who was doing his homework, suddenly paused. "Not yet. Didn't you tell me to finish my homework before playing games?"

Because he had spent all his time playing games, Ye Yunzhou had never finished his homework.

He was criticized by his teacher several times for this.

Later, Ye Lan had no choice but to give in and let Ye Yunzhou finish his homework before playing games.

Recently, Ye Lan noticed that Ye Yunzhou was finishing his homework later and later.

But when he asked the teacher, the amount of homework assigned had not increased.

Even an average student can complete the task in just one hour.

A student with excellent grades like Ye Yunzhou should be able to finish it in half an hour.

But now it takes me two or three hours every day to complete my studies.

Something is wrong, 12 out of 10 things are wrong.

"You little rascal, you wouldn't be deliberately dawdling over your homework just to avoid game training, would you?"

Ye Yunzhou's heart skipped a beat, struck by a poignant moment.

He hastily forced an awkward smile.

"How could that be, Dad! The homework is too hard."

"Let your Aunt Ning teach you. I want to see you playing games on your phone in half an hour!"