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The handsome rich second-generation heir, Qian Wenwu, was the son of a billionaire in Tianfu City. The plump man, Li Chengdu, was also a wealthy heir from Tianfu City, while another handsome guy, Sun Rong, shared the same background as a Tianfu rich second-generation.
The two young women, both in their early twenties and strikingly beautiful, stood out even in their thick down jackets, complemented by their exquisite makeup. In the restaurant, many patrons were stealing glances at them. The long-haired girl was named Chen Shuifeng, and the girl with a ponytail was called Xiong Sumei; both were daughters of affluent families from Tianfu City.
Jiang Chen had initially paid no attention to this group, focusing instead on his meal while scrolling through the accumulated WeChat messages and notifications from the past two years. However, when he overheard them discussing a divine mountain, his interest was piqued. Over the years, Earth had surprised Jiang Chen more than once, so he didn't dismiss seemingly mythical tales lightly.
"There are still about five hours of travel left until we reach the vicinity of the divine mountain; it should be getting dark by then," Qian Wenwu remarked, being the only one among them who had actually seen the divine mountain.
"That's too far! If I had known, I wouldn't have come. This plateau has such harsh conditions; it can't compare to our Tianfu City," Li Chengdu lamented. His health was already poor, and the altitude sickness made him uncomfortable, causing him to reconsider his decision.
"Once you see the divine mountain, you'll realize this trip is worth it. The brief beauty of the divine mountain is something you'll find hard to see again in your lifetime," Qian Wenwu said with a smile.
"Qian Wenwu, is this divine mountain really that magical? If my wish doesn't come true, I'll hold you accountable," Chen Shuifeng said.
"Beautiful Chen, wishing requires sincerity. You've asked about it seven or eight times on the way here; what exactly do you wish for? If you're hoping to marry me, I fear that wish won't come true," Qian Wenwu joked.
"Don't flatter yourself! The Qian family isn't a true aristocracy in my eyes. I want to marry into a prestigious family from Hong Kong Island or Beijing," Chen Shuifeng replied.
"And what about you, beauty Xiong? What wish are you planning to make? Surely you don't want to marry into a Hong Kong Island or Beijing aristocracy as well?" Qian Wenwu asked Xiong Sumei with a teasing smile.
These five individuals had known each other since childhood due to their families' connections and were considered "friends in mischief." They enjoyed eating, drinking, and having fun together. The three boys were never short of beautiful women around them; even internet celebrities couldn't compare to Xiong Sumei and Chen Shuifeng in terms of allure. Thus, they naturally didn't feel inclined to pursue these familiar beauties; their long-standing friendship had dulled any sense of novelty or excitement.
Xiong Sumei raised her eyebrows slightly at his words, her demeanor quite proud.
"What’s the point of marrying into an aristocracy? I refuse to be used as a tool for alliances. The love I yearn for is one where I have one person's heart and never part ways."
"What you said is essentially meaningless; who wouldn't long for such love? But if the other person is broke and unattractive, would you still like them?" Qian Wenwu laughed.
"Money doesn't matter much; my family is wealthy enough. As long as they aren't too ugly and I find them pleasing to the eye, that's fine. The most important thing is that they have masculinity and can give me a sense of security—knowing martial arts would be best," Xiong Sumei replied.
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