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The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system He changed so much
Anthony's surprised look soon turned into a glare of disapproval. “Aaahhh. I see. You're all grown up now because you leveled up a bit faster than others. But let me remind you, Mo Lan, you didn't get there solely relying on your abilities. Anyone who spent as much time as you did here would have progressed rapidly as well. Now you think you're a big shot cultivator or some child prodigy, making you look down on others who didn't have the opportunity that was accorded to you. How dare you talk down to them? If she doesn't qualify as a cultivator, do you? Every one of us here are just frogs in the well. If we ever get a chance to interact with higher realms, you will realize that your so-called talent is just so-so compared to the rest. I don't want to hear a cryptic comment from you anymore.”“It's alright, An. We have a more pressing issue than the insults which were meted out to the kids. He just said the ecology can only support two people, who is going to go?” Sean asked with a f
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Hated for no reason
Anthony frowned as he watched the silent tension between the both of them. “Mo Lan, you're always a good, loving and considerate kid. So why are you different with Jasmine? You can't possibly like her do you? Picking on her every opportunity you get is a twisted way to show your affections. Or perhaps you asked her out and she refused? You are really too young to be a scum bag or a jerk? Are you already interested in girls and then bullying them to get their attention?” Anthony asked with a smirk, making Mo Lan’s eyes widen. “What nonsense are you yapping about? I have never had such thoughts about her. Trash will always be trash, and she's not qualified to be someone I think about, talk more of being asked out. Even if you cultivate her for a hundred years, chicken can't suddenly change into a swan.” Mo Lan whispered through gritted teeth, looking seemingly insulted by Anthony's words. “Tsk tsk tsk. Now, it's more obvious that you truly like her. Your reaction is too exaggerated,
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Mo Lan's obsession
Mo Lan looked around the dark corridor dressed in his running gear, being cautious. He first tiptoed to Anthony's room, before continuing to his destination. After they returned, Anthony's cultivation actually increased, and he moved to the mountain area to continue his cultivation and give way for the next batch. He finally crossed over the demi god realm, getting very close to the quasi god realm. And Lynda has been secluded since they left the pool, probably trying to break through secretly in a place where nobody would see her. Sean seemed to have accompanied her to the location before he returned to the cave and joined Kaiser when Anthony was done. Surprisingly, Anthony entered his room with Aria once again after dinner. The hurt in Annabelle's eyes as she washed the plates was heartbreaking to Mo Lan, but he pretended not to see, waiting for the house to be quiet. Everyone was busy with their own business, either sleeping or sitting in an all night meditation in an attempt to b
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system I want you to be mine
Mo Lan watched her guarded expression and couldn't help but laugh. Who was the woman who was subconsciously moaning and spreading her body just three hours ago? “You look so cute when you're angry, do you know that? Relax, it's me. I will never hurt you.” He whispered with a playful smile, still relaxing on the bed like the landlord. “Mo Lan, what has come over you? Have you lost your mind and your manners with it? Don't you have any fear and respect left in you?” She whispered back through gritted teeth, going to drag him off her bed. Mo Lan giggled and yanked her forward, making her fall into his arms. Her eyes widened in surprise at his audacity and he went on to curl his legs around her, while his arms pinned her tightly to his body. She quickly tried to rise from his body, but all were futile ventures because she couldn't move even an inch. Mo Lan chuckled lightly into her ears. “Little girl, don't struggle. I'm not that Mo Lan you used to know.” He whispered and thrust his
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Thrill of the forbidden
“It's 3a.m, are you sure it's a good time to go jogging?” Annabelle asked, turning to him as they ran through the gardens towards the mountain in the middle. “Believe me, that's when the forces of nature are the strongest. It's the best time for someone seeking inspiration. Hold my hand and close your eyes, try to feel the things around you with your other senses.” He whispered, smiling at her with doting eyes. “I'm already sweating yet we have not reached the mountains yet.” She whispered and gasped, taking his outstretched hand. Mo Lan smiled at her and caressed the back of her hand. “Sweating shows you're healthy and the cells of your body are active.” He whispered, reducing his pace once more. He had slowed down to less than a twentieth of his normal pace, yet she was still struggling to keep up. If it was only him, he would have been halfway up the mountain. He slowed down once more, seeing that her breathing was still rushed. It got to a point that he stopped trying to pull
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Confessions
Thirty minutes passed by and their bodies were drenched in sweat. Worse, Annabelle found herself getting wet because of the mental intimacy and his warm energy which kept swirling around her body, teasing her. Once enough energy had been compressed, he began to take his energy back, and she felt it slowly begin to recede till it was gone completely. She finally opened her eyes to see him looking at her with the most gentle gaze she had ever seen on anyone. The words I love you were at the tip of his tongue, but he restrained himself to avoid startling her or making her withdraw from him. He opted for caressing her face, letting her lean into his palm. He pulled her into his arms, and slowly caressed her back. “You're doing great, you're awesome. If we continue like this, you're going to break through in a day or two.” He whispered, making his lips graze her ears. “We shouldn't dual cultivate anymore. You gave me already purified energy which will affect your reserve, if it continue
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Weird things to do
“Really? How come I never remember calling you mom? The only one I remember is in Seattle waiting for us since we left years ago. I can call you mom though, but that's under special conditions, with you in my arms. Mommy, I want some milk. Is it that kind of mommy?” He asked and bit his lips, enjoying her horrified expression. “Mo Lan, when did you get so rotten and raw? Who the fuck are you? Because the person before me ain't my Mo Lan. Mo. Lan, even if I'm too young to be your mother, you're still my son. You're the son of my heart.” Annabelle whispered, and took a step away from him “Really? Since you want to be my mom so bad, I agree. I also want to know what those step mother and son movies feel like in real life. We should experiment and see what it feels like to love someone you consider your son in a romantic way? Do you want to call me baby too? Mommy, if you're happy with that big dick brother of mine, I will keep my paws off you. But he leaves you lonely, horny, and feeli
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system He has gotten sassy
“How come I have never seen Annabelle today? She's not even in her room. Has anyone seen her?” Anthony asked, walking into the dining room. He had just returned from the miracle pool where he went for his morning meditation and realized that Annabelle was still nowhere to be seen. “Who exactly do you expect to answer that question? If you don't know where she is, who should?” Mo Lan asked harshly, and walked past him carrying a heavy tray laden with various aromatic dishes. Anthony frowned and turned to him, looking surprised. “Mo Lan, you have been getting more and more sassy nowadays. Now you even talk back to me of all people; your big brother.” “Big brother, my ass. Have you seen how tired and sick she looks? Yet she fucking smiles for everyone. She's exhausted but wouldn't take a break till I offered to make the dishes for today. If you're going to turn her into a slave, working even when she's exhausted, then you shouldn't have made her believe that lie you told her. Y
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