Chapter 1: Young Master Shen is the King of Pigeons

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

After a night of heavy rain in Jingchuan City, the cleansed sky had turned clear. A few soft, white clouds floated in the azure heavens. Mu Qingyu supported her chin with her hand as she watched the pedestrians on the road from inside a high-end French restaurant. Her almond-shaped eyes were curved upwards as gentleness oozed from within. As a child who grew up in the south, she was as frail as a delicate flower. She wore a light yellow dress, and her exposed calves were as fair and tender as lotus roots. The pearl necklace on her neck made her look elegant and dainty.

The waiter at the side couldn’t help but sneak a glance at Mu Qingyu. The girl lowered her head and glanced at her phone. She frowned slightly and raised her hand. “Bill, please.” The waiter’s heart was in turmoil. It had been more than an hour since she had agreed to meet with the Shen family. Mu Qingyu wasn’t surprised that the bad-tempered man had rejected her.

Everyone in Yan City knew Shen Jingmo as the “King of Pigeons” who stood up his dates. Mu Qingyu had already expected that her trip would be a waste of time. The chauffeur at home was on leave today, so she called Didi. She was absent-minded as she thought about the message her aunt had sent her before she left.

The Shen family’s heir, Shen Jingmo, was famous in Yan City for being unruly and eccentric. He had been against his family since he was young. He gave up his inheritance of hundreds of millions of assets and insisted on following his uncle to the army. No one had expected that he would really make a name for himself. If he had not injured his leg during training and had no choice but to retire, it was hard to say how long he could have stayed in the army and where he could have gone.

Shen Jingmo was 28 years old this year, and there was a three-year age difference between him and Mu Qingyu. Other men at this age would, more or less, have some experience in love, especially the wealthy young masters in Yan City. They probably had countless women in their lives, and some had already fathered children before high school.

However, Shen Jingmo was different. Not to mention the women around him, even the military dogs he had in the army were all male. There were so many affluent and powerful ladies who wanted to have a relationship with him, but he never gave them a chance. He was exceptionally unreasonable. After he retired from the army, Shen Jingmo took over the Shen family’s company. He taught himself finance while managing the business. For someone like him, his unreasonableness made him more mysterious.

However, if one were to get close to him, one would quickly discover his biggest shortcoming—his bad temper. He was easily angered, and he could be cold and emotionless. That was why he was still single at his age. Although he wasn’t bothered, his parents were extremely anxious. They were well-acquainted with their son’s conduct. Since Shen Jingmo disregarded the matter, they could only help him as his parents. Ever since he left the army the year before last, his parents had been looking for a partner for him. In the end, this guy stood up ten girls out of ten blind dates. He didn’t care whether they were rich, powerful, or beautiful.

Occasionally, when he was in a good mood, he would show up, but at the end of the date, the girls would be left crying. These good girls were basically the children of family friends. Countless times, his parents had to help him coax and apologize with a gentle voice. After a year of blind dates, he still did not have a single woman by his side.

Mu Qingyu felt that she was just an ordinary person. She wouldn’t be any different from the other girls. Hence, she was not surprised that Shen Jingmo would not make an exception for her. Nevertheless, her wish to help her family through the marriage could only be dashed. In the end, she had no choice. She had already done her part by waiting for more than an hour. She did not feel any burden when she left.

Simultaneously, there was almost no one present in a quiet and uninhabited bay in Las Vegas, which had been abandoned for a long time. Occasionally, seagulls would fly over and caw, causing ripples to appear on the calm sea. This beautiful scene was really too pleasing to the eye.

Unfortunately, this peaceful scenery was soon broken by a roar. A speedboat suddenly appeared like a wild beast in the sea, and the whistling sound was mixed with the occasional terrifying gunshot. Behind the beast, a 16-story luxury cruise ship sailed on the sea at a steady pace. The cruise ship’s name was Deepsea, and there were four golden letters at the bottom of the hull—Shen. The sign indicated the ownership of the Shen family from Yan City over the property.

The air on the cruise ship mingled with the smell of cigarettes and wine, and the music was deafening. Men and women were dancing to their hearts’ content while immersed in an extravagant and absurd party. In the conference room on the top floor, it was eerily quiet that it made one’s nerves tense. On the sofa by the window, a voluptuous woman knelt at the feet of a big-bellied foreigner while serving him meticulously, not daring to slack off in the slightest.