"Alright, stop crying."

Lu Liang softly soothed, wiping the tears from Miyuki's eyes, and suddenly became curious about how much they had actually lost.

If she followed her prior investment plan, and the stakes in Ningde Era remained unchanged.

Even if Bitcoin liquidated, and she re-bought only for it to liquidate again, they would still have at least 30% of the funds remaining.

Miyuki curled up in Lu Liang's arms, reaching for the tablet on the bedside to open her CITIC Securities account.

Initially, she had spent 4 million RMB to buy into Ningde Era at 81.3 yuan per share, holding 49,200 shares.

Now the stock price had risen to 93.14 yuan, turning 4 million into 4.58 million, equivalent to 683,000 US dollars, a neat profit of over 80,000 dollars.

Currently, Ningde Era's market value was 161.7 billion yuan, still 838.3 billion yuan away from Lu Liang's projected trillion market value.

She trusted Lu Liang deeply, so she firmly held on; if it weren't for the end of the six-month lockdown last week causing two consecutive drop limits, the stock price would have broken 100 yuan by now.

"What about Bitcoin?"

When Lu Liang saw Miyuki hesitating, he was already mentally prepared to hear she had lost all 1.4 million US dollars.

"I'm not that bad."

Miyuki's eyes widened in anger; she opened the trading app, holding 359 Bitcoins.

With the current price at 4322 US dollars, her total account assets were 1.551 million US dollars, having earned tens of thousands of dollars.

"So, you didn't lose?" Lu Liang was briefly stunned, thinking he had seen an extra digit, but after counting several times, it was still a seven-digit number.

"I have lost a lot." Miyuki opened the transaction history, the account peak three days prior was 3.9712 million US dollars.

Without that crash, the two million US dollar Lu Liang gave her would now be 4.6612 million US dollars.

Just a short distance from 5 million, if she could double it, and then double it again, she could complete the task Lu Liang had set earlier.

Mainly, she was to blame for her excessive eagerness; that Saturday night, she thought it would follow the same trend as it landing on the Chicago Exchange.

So, the first time it dipped, she used a quintuple leverage to buy more, resulting in a blowout.

Directly losing all the profits.

Lu Liang grinned, "So, you felt a blowout coming, so you only used five-times leverage?"

Miyuki miserably shook her head, "I didn't see it coming, I just thought even if it blew out, I could accept it."

She knew why her father had hanged himself, so now she dared only to gamble with her profits and just happened to lose.

"You lost, it's just a loss, it's only been a few months, there's still over a year until you graduate from college, don't rush."

Lu Liang smiled warmly, increasingly appreciating Miyuki's maneuvers.

Gambling with more leverage on profits under the premise of ensuring no losses was indeed commendable; despite being cautious, there was still a palpable respect for the market.

As the saying goes "As long as the green mountains are there, one need not worry about firewood."

"What do you plan to do next?"

Lu Liang propped his head with his hand while lying on the girl's bed, the pillow emanating a faint fragrance, neither shampoo nor perfume, inexplicably pleasant.

"Continue holding Bitcoin."

As Miyuki spoke, she sneakily glanced at Lu Liang, hoping he would reveal some insider information, but Lu Liang had a faint, barely noticeable smile and didn't say whether this choice was right or wrong.

"Take it slow, there will always be opportunities."

Lu Liang squinted and smiled, caressing Miyuki's hair, which was soft, fine, and slightly naturally curly.

"Mhm~"

Miyuki pouted, like a kitten, lifting her head to rub against Lu Liang's palm, suddenly sticking out her tongue and lightly licking his palm.

Lu Liang chuckled lightly, extended a finger, which she suckled like a baby, occasionally making smacking sounds.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Erii stood at the doorway softly speaking, "Sir, your phone is ringing."

Miyuki bit Lu Liang's finger, suddenly did a kip-up, and ran spiritedly to the door, "I'll go get it for you."

Seeing her daughter back to her usual self, Erii couldn't help but smile, "Sir, what would you like to eat tonight?"

"Nothing too light, let's have spicy hotpot." Lu Liang glanced at his phone; it was a call from Ota Ling.

He got up from the bed, walked to the bay window and answered the call; Ota Ling had already made an appointment for him with Sun Zhengyi, but only the day after tomorrow.

"Mr. Lu, isn't it a coincidence? You come to Tokyo, and Mr. Sun heads to Beijing," Ota Ling said with a chuckle.

"Maybe it's not a coincidence."

Lu Liang squinted, thinking of Liu Qing.

Together, the three of them owned 58% of the decision-making power; Liu Qing's Goldman Sachs had 32%, making Softbank's 10% crucial.

Although with Softbank's support, Liu Qing only had 42%, but it would prevent them from reaching the 67% for absolute control.

Liu Qing, as DiDi's co-founder and COO, without absolute control, couldn't be ousted.

"Mr. Lu, do you need any more help?" Ota Ling's expression turned serious, thinking of Lu Liang's recent interest in intervening in DiDi.

He heard that the battle was ongoing, but with no victor yet, if needed, Lu Liang could speak up, and they would die before refusing.

"Let's see how it goes after the meeting in two nights."

Lu Liang thanked him and temporarily turned down Ota Ling's offer, as it wasn't yet time to seek their help.

If Softbank remained neutral, they should support him, as it was in all investors' interest to have DiDi go public.

Now, he just worried about what benefits Liu Qing had promised, or whether Softbank's neutrality was just a show, not truly impartial.

After ending the call with Ota Ling, Lu Liang joined Erii and Miyuki for a spicy Sichuan hotpot dinner, enjoying the fiery flavors together.

During the meal, Miyuki suddenly proposed, wanting to take a family photo, wishing to preserve this beautiful moment.

"Is that okay, sir?" Her eyes brimming with tears, ready to cry at a moment's notice if Lu Liang said no.

Erii's expression changed slightly as she scolded, "Meixue, did you forget what Mom told you?"

She had diligently studied Chinese, but being nearly forty, her learning ability was not what it used to be.

She could still speak complete sentences slowly,

but whenever she rushed, her speech mixed Japanese and Chinese.

"Ma'am, you are just too harsh on her."

Lu Liang smiled lightly, patted Erii's hand, and said to Miyuki, "Then take a photo."

"Okay, wait for me, I'll get the tripod."

Miyuki, overjoyed, dashed back to the bedroom. Erii sighed, "Mr., you spoil her too much."

They relied on others for shelter, and she often told Miyuki that Lu Liang could ask them for anything, but they could never make any demands on Lu Liang.

By staying silent and inactive, they wouldn't make mistakes. The best way to keep a man devoted is to let him feel no pressure at all.

For the past twenty years, she had lived this way. Even when Miyuki's father was out at social functions, she always remembered that he had a peaceful haven back home; Jia Li had a beautiful, gentle wife and a clever, understanding daughter.

"Ma'am, she is only 19 after all, being lively is quite good indeed," Lu Liang smiled.

Sometimes, he felt hypocritical, enjoying the supreme authority at home while also desiring some fun.

Perhaps that's just human nature.

"I'm here~~"

Miyuki returned with a radiant smile, holding her phone tripod, and ran back excitedly.

After setting a ten-second countdown, she stood behind Lu Liang, her arms around his neck, her face close to his, appearing very intimate.

Lu Liang smiled and made a touristy V-sign with his fingers, except the V touched Miyuki's chin.

Erii sighed helplessly, adjusted herself, and sat up straight, maintaining some distance from Lu Liang.

She didn't want the photo to look like father, mother, and daughter; it should look like mother, daughter, and son-in-law.

"Cheese~~"

A flash of light.

Miyuki took her phone back, looked at it delightedly, and suddenly curiously asked, "Mom, why are you so far from us?"

"Is that so? I didn't notice."

Erii's eyes flickered as she changed the subject, "I'm full, I'll go run the bathwater. You two take your time."

Watching her mother's graceful silhouette, Miyuki leaned towards Lu Liang with her chopstick between her teeth and suddenly asked, "Mr., do you find my mom beautiful?"

Lu Liang followed her gaze, a short-haired mature woman stood there, hints of her youthful allure remaining, a style completely different from a young girl's.

He exclaimed, "Beautiful, quite charming."

"She's only 39 this year."

Miyuki looked sorrowful, reluctant to leave her mom alone yet unwilling to accept a stranger as a new dad.

She suddenly turned to Lu Liang, "Mr., you're only 32 this year, right?"

"Ouch~" she suddenly covered her forehead, struck hard by Lu Liang's chopstick.

Lu Liang glared at her, annoyed, "So? You want me to be your dad?"

"Would that be so bad?"

She saw nothing wrong with that idea since she was related by blood to her mom, but not to Lu Liang.

From the Warring States period, the Edo period, and even earlier, including the history of East Country, many similar cases existed.

Lu Liang, at a loss for words, asked, "If I had a child with your mom, what would you call me?"

Miyuki touched her chin, thought seriously, "Big sister or little mom could work. Anyway…"

She didn't finish her sentence because her mom had returned from the bathroom and quickly waved her hands saying, "Never mind, it's nothing."

Erii walked over with a smile, "Mr., the bath water is ready, at exactly 104 degrees Fahrenheit."

Lu Liang glanced at Miyuki, "Let's go together."

"Okay," Miyuki responded, glanced at her mom, then followed Lu Liang to the bathroom.

Erii felt puzzled but didn't dwell on it, and focused on tidying up the bowls and utensils at the dining table.

Family baths are quite common in Japanese culture; she used to bath with her late husband frequently, and when Miyuki was little, the three of them often bathed together, including during this time they lived together.

Miyuki undressed, revealing the delicate softness of a young girl's body, her pale, tender skin remaining youthful.

She turned on the shower, took out two small stools, and finally soaked the bath ball, lathering it with bubbles.

Lu Liang sat in front, Miyuki behind him scrubbing his back, and after they cleaned themselves, they stepped into the bath together.

Lu Liang had a cold-soaked towel on his head, primarily to prevent congestive headaches from the hot bath.

He let out a sigh and squinting, asked, "Shall we continue our earlier conversation? Anyway, what?"

Miyuki paused, swam closer to Lu Liang, rubbing her chest against his, attempting to skip that topic by acting coy.

She thought carefully and realized that speaking out might not be appropriate, as it could affect her relationship with Lu Liang.

"Speak up."

Even though Little Lu had deviated, but Lu Liang remained unmovable like a mountain.

Miyuki looked troubled, hesitated a long time, and then muttered softly, "Mr., we aren't going to marry anyway, right?"

After all, she wouldn't marry Lu Liang, so she and her mom could act as two independent individuals.

Lu Liang could bring happiness to her and also to her mom, especially since she had accidentally discovered her mom had bought some little toys.

At 39, truly still young, whenever they went shopping, men flirting with her mom were even more numerous than those flirting with her.