A virtual princess? She's a real princess!

Bian He grumbled, a few words escaping from the corner of his mouth, "Baby, will you marry them?"

Seeing his sister's "Are you kidding me?" expression, Bian He felt instantly relieved after getting the answer. His eyes and brows beamed with joy, and his docile black hair almost stood on end.

"How could that be, brother? I'm not getting married." Bian Xiao wasn't just trying to appease her brother; she genuinely meant it.

Marriage is different from dating. The husband is legal, and the spousal relationship is, in some ways, even closer than blood ties.

She wouldn't let any man receive this honor, giving them the illusion that they are superior to other men.

Overjoyed by his sister's words, the boy pretended to be reserved and said, "Della, you're right to think that way. What's so great about marriage, right, baby? I've seen plenty of men in Chinatown, and none of them are settled. Only family is the best."

Taking Allen as an example, they all went to extremes in their activities, making Bian He want to vomit.

"I know, brother."

Bian He watched his younger sister and older brother dancing from behind, his mind filled with the tone of his sister's voice and her meaningful expression.

What does Della mean?

As the opening dance ended, the guests joined in.

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in China, the explosion of literature began.

Chen Yuqiao is an office clerk. At midday, she had just received her takeout from the Minions delivery at the door and happily returned to her workstation to eat. As she was eating her Supreme King Shrimp and Beef Fried Rice, she heard Yu Yan next to her scream while looking at her phone.

"What's wrong with the fish balls?" another male colleague in the office asked, as he was unpacking his old man's fish balls.

"Holy crap! Look at Facebook, the birthday party photos are out! Oh my god!" Yu Yan exclaimed, holding up her phone, even forgetting about her spicy hot pot.

"Birthday party? What birthday party?" The first male colleague was confused.

Another male colleague, who usually enjoys browsing Facebook and Blue Whale, immediately realized, "The young lady's birthday party?!" He asked while already opening Facebook. There was no need to search; it was the first trending topic.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuqiao also opened his phone, and a photo instantly appeared before his eyes. The cake, as tall as a mountain, made Chen Yuqiao's eyes widen.

Shi Wu, you're awesome!

That's right, Chen Yuqiao is buckwheat noodles.

To protect herself, Chen Yuqiao, who wears buckwheat noodles, has not revealed to anyone that she has Miss Bian Xiao's WeChat contact!

God knows how hard she endured it, not wanting to show it off to others.

"Holy crap! Is this a cake?!"

"My cake is smaller than someone else's fingernail! How much does that cost?!"

"I'm sure someone will say something in the comments below."

Chen Yuqiao scrolled down and sure enough, he saw it.

My previous company made one that was less than half the size of this one, 1314 in total.

"Over a thousand? That's quite cheap."

Bro, that's 1314w.

One cake could buy ten of my houses (Petrochemical)

I even think a cake that costs 188 is too expensive!

[What kind of family dares to eat a cake that costs 188 yuan? (Furious)]

Chen Yuqiao's eyes widened like saucers. So, this cake is worth twenty million?!

Sister! You'll always be my sister!

Colleagues and commenters are still discussing it.

[Those fireworks were so beautiful!]

"I think the giant fireworks are incredibly beautiful."

Do you know how much it costs?

How much?

Chen Yuqiao also wanted to know.

[It's at least in the tens of millions, that's a conservative estimate, because different materials will cause the price to fluctuate.]

"Isn't that the richest man in India?!"

"That's right, netizens have already dug it out!"

Do you think if I upset the young lady, she might try to confiscate my money?

[My goodness, none of the people standing around here are poor. Is that Joanna in that nook and cranny?]

[Don't mention Joanna. See this? The Saudi Crown Prince and Crown Princess aren't even at the very back.]

Who is this guy? He's so close, but his face isn't shown in any of the pictures.

It should be from the father's side.

Why is it hidden so tightly?!

Where is this? What hotel is this? The lobby is huge!

I don't know, but I really want to have my wedding at this hotel; the decorations are so beautiful.

[Of course it's beautiful! It's all fresh flowers imported from all over the world. They spent tens of millions on it, how could it not be beautiful?]

I'm numb. Other people's lives are my dreams!

"Gow, is this jade??? I wouldn't even dare to polish my green glass this big."

The crowd gathered around to look at the gift from India's richest man: a very simple necklace made of a dozen diamonds strung together and inlaid with various other pearls and jewels.

Yes, very simple.

The girls' eyes were glued to the necklace, drooling uncontrollably. Who could resist such a necklace? They certainly couldn't.

Why give such an expensive gift?

I don't understand. Maybe a few hundred million is nothing to India's richest man...

[Miss must have received a lot of gifts, can I have one?]

Who is that?

"And Paimonde too!"

"That real estate tycoon?"

"And it is"

"As expected, rich people only associate with other rich people."

Chen Yuqiao opened the group chat and, sure enough, there were already 99+ messages.

—Buckwheat noodles: My sister always surprises me.

—Milk Tea: I'm stunned! That pink car is so beautiful, waaaaah! Is it really covered in diamonds?!

—Shiwu: Yes, next time I'll take you to sit in my passenger seat @MilkTea @BuckwheatNoodles

Bian Xiao's words caused a stir in the group chat, with hundreds of people wishing him a happy birthday.

Hundreds of birthday wishes flooded the screen in an instant.

I almost fainted from the buckwheat noodles and milk tea that were mentioned.

My sister noticed me!

—Buckwheat Noodles: Sister Xiaoxiao! We were just watching the news, weren't we at a banquet?!

—Time Mist: It's already over~

Bian Xiao had just removed his makeup and changed into a set of comfortable everyday clothes. Next up was a small gathering with family and friends. Taking a break and lying in a comfortable chair, Bian Xiao opened his phone.

My Fetion message was flooded with blessings from elders and friends, including my eldest sister, Grandpa Lu, Brother Meng, Uncle Fu, Aunt He, and others.

Bian Xiao happened to see a message in the group chat and replied casually, not expecting that everyone was still awake so late.

Silly child, you're so busy you've forgotten it's daytime in China!

In a good mood, Bian Xiao sent out a few red envelopes and then left the group chat.

"Waaaaah!" Milk Tea screamed again in the dorm, and several roommates immediately poked their heads out, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"The young lady spoke up in the group! She even sent a red envelope!" Milk Tea exclaimed as she rapidly tapped the red envelope.

The group has been filtered through by buckwheat noodles several times, and there are currently only over 300 people, all of whom are formidable warriors with astonishingly fast typing speeds.

Fortunately, Bian Xiao's Fetion account was specially configured to have 368 red envelopes, ensuring that everyone could receive one.

The milk tea seller was lucky; the highest amount she managed to snag was 86 yuan, and the lowest was 19.3 yuan.

The exclamation of "Young Miss" startled the other three, who immediately threw off their blankets and rushed down the stairs to check the phone. Envious whispers echoed throughout the dormitory.

Milk Tea's roommates are three very cute girls. I had thought about joining the group before, not to curry favor with Bian Xiao, but simply because I was tempted by the red envelopes in the group.

However, after Milk Tea told them about the strict requirements, a few of them were envious, but they wouldn't let Milk Tea add them to the group anymore.