A virtual princess? She's a real princess!

"Online fraud?"

"Yes, we have handled a case of online fraud originating from Shanghai and have traced your IP address."

Peach, unsure of what to do, picked up her bag. Could it be Shi Wu and Hua Hua?

I never imagined I would get involved in fraud.

“I just opened a club online, and everyone does it this way. You can only get half back when you cancel your membership. I’m not committing fraud,” Taozi explained to the police after getting into the car.

"What club?" Companionship is a relatively young industry, and many middle-aged people don't really understand what a companionship club is, so they were completely confused by Peach's words.

Does your club have a license?

Of course not, what club would issue licenses?! She just runs a small club in a WeChat group.

Everyone does it this way.

However, it was obvious that no permit had been obtained, and Taozi realized that this was a big problem.

Bian Xiao's lawyer has arrived in Taozi's city from Shanghai to handle this matter.

To be honest, they've been around for quite a few years, but they've never actually taken on any orders. Finally, they have something to do. All they do every day is sit in the office drinking tea, clocking in, and then leaving get off work.

Actually, this matter concerning peaches is neither a big deal nor a small one.

First, they did indeed operate this club without a license. Second, they refused to refund the memberships. Consumptions made at this unlicensed club cannot be considered legitimate contracts or agreements, so the money must be fully refunded to all VIP customers.

But Peach really doesn't have any money on her right now.

Because she gave all her money to her boyfriend to buy a motorcycle.

Online, within the QY Club, she was the undisputed chairperson; everyone had to follow her orders, and she could leak secrets at will. Many of the club's escorts flattered her, some even offering to accompany her for free and fawn over her. Over time, she inevitably became somewhat arrogant and self-satisfied.

But in reality, looking at this well-dressed elite lawyer from Shanghai and so many police officers, Taozi couldn't say a word. She could only hope that Bian Xiao wouldn't hold her responsible.

Regarding the money, she tearfully begged the lawyer for some time so she could go back and ask her family to help her raise the money, promising to return it.

Peach called her boyfriend, hoping he would return the money so she could cover the shortfall, but as soon as she mentioned the money, her boyfriend hung up.

Left with no other option, Taozi had to call her parents. Actually, Taozi didn't owe that much money, only a little over ten thousand yuan, so her parents immediately transferred the money to her, resolving the matter.

After consulting with Bian Xiao, they decided against pursuing Taozi relentlessly; simply returning the money would suffice. They didn't want to send her to jail for a small debt—that was too much to ask. After returning the money and offering a sincere apology to Bian Xiao and Huahua, they decided to withdraw the lawsuit.

But in full view of everyone, Taozi was taken away from her home by the police, and the neighbors, who were just watching the drama unfold, were all asking what had happened. That's how it is in small towns; even the smallest thing becomes known to many people.

However, Peach didn't let her boyfriend off easy either. After the money was paid off, she hired a lawyer to sue her boyfriend, demanding that he repay the money.

Fortunately, Peach wasn't too naive. She made a note when transferring the money that it was a loan to her boyfriend; otherwise, she might not have received a single penny.

Taozi's matter will no longer affect Bian Xiao.

Because Grandma Bian Lihong and Grandpa Fu Ji came.

Bian Lihong, who is over 70 years old, no longer cares much about the company's affairs. He spends his days traveling the world with Fu Ji to relax.

Of course, I couldn't miss my beloved granddaughter's New Year's Eve performance during this trip back to China.

Knowing that Bian Yin, the CEO who is so popular with performances, would actually attend a music performance by a small high school, Principal Liu of Mingke was already sweating profusely.

It's just a small piano performance, is it really necessary? So many big shots with children don't even attend galas, they're spoiling their kids too much.

Then next he was told that there was more

Dad, grandparents, older brother and sister—they're all big shots.

There aren't enough seats in the first row!

After receiving the text message from Secretary Jiang, Principal Liu was stunned, but this was followed by excitement and exhilaration.

For him, the arrival of Bian Yin and Bian Lihong was already a pleasant surprise, but the involvement of Lu Yihe and Lesmonlia made him extremely alert.

Because the people who came with Les Monlia must be extraordinary. As the head and heir of a family that has controlled the world's financial and military power for hundreds of years, the person who came to greet them must not be a nobody; at the very least, their status must be equal.

Principal Liu and a group of senior school leaders held daily meetings to carefully discuss various issues related to the gala, including security, performances, and seating arrangements.

......

Bian Lihong is over seventy years old, but she still has a tall and straight posture. She wears a black suit with a white double-layered pearl necklace, looking elegant and dignified.

Upon seeing Bian Xiao, he was so delighted that he quickened his pace and hugged his soft, chubby granddaughter.

"Grandma and Grandpa~ Xiaoxiao misses you~"

Grandma had a faint scent of woody flowers on her, and her familiar, warm embrace made Bian Xiao's eyes redden.

"Grandma misses you too," she said, putting her arm around the baby's shoulder and gently touching his little face and hands as they walked into the villa. "Have you not been eating well lately? You seem to have lost weight."

"He seems to have lost weight, but he's grown taller," Fu Ji said, walking on Bian Xiao's other side. Bian Xiao, standing in the middle, signed one document with each hand.

You're already 17, what are you going to grow up to be?

"How can the baby live in this house? It's so small, is there enough room?"

"Your mother is really something."

Actually, this garden villa is quite large at all, with front and back ponds, wooden bridges, connecting corridors, swimming pools, and more.

However, it certainly cannot compare to the Bian family's ancestral home.

"It's too far, Grandma. It's inconvenient for me to go to class this way. It's closer to my school if I live here." Bian Xiao sweetly waved her hands, her round, sparkling green eyes making Bian Lihong and Fu Ji's hearts melt.

"Our Xiaoxiao is so smart!" He playfully pinched her little nose. "Walk slowly, walk slowly, don't fall!"

"Grandma, I'm not a little kid anymore!" She even has to remind me when I'm entering a door or taking a small step.

"Good, good, our baby has grown up!" Bian Lihong said to his assistant behind him, "Quickly bring out the gift I prepared for the baby."

Fu Ji was already sitting on the sofa. He handed his glasses to the male servant next to him, looking at his wife and granddaughter with tender eyes. He couldn't help but pat his granddaughter's soft head.

"What gift is it, Grandma?" Bian Lihong led Bian Xiao to sit on the sofa.

Fu Ji and Bian Lihong shielded Bian Xiao in the middle, saying, "My baby's face is so tender." Sigh, time flies. It seems like just yesterday Xiao Xiao was a little baby, and now she's a big girl.

"Grandma looks young too," Bian Xiao praised. "Walking down the street, who would guess that Grandma is over 70? She looks like she's in her forties or fifties."

Nobody dislikes being complimented on their youth.

Although he knew his granddaughter was exaggerating, Bian Lihong was still very happy, his eyebrows relaxed, and he laughed heartily.

Two assistants carried in a large box.