"Changfeng, should I not have made that call?"

Staring at the phone that Ye Chen had just hung up, Zhang Jingshan mumbled blankly.

Li Changfeng awkwardly shook his head.

After all, he was the one who agreed to let Zhang Jingshan make the call.

It seemed Brother Ye really didn't care about the stock, but that didn't make sense. With his style, he would have put in at least a few hundred million. Why was he so indifferent to it? Could it be that he was confident Stella's stock would continue to rise? Li Changfeng shifted the topic but remained puzzled.

Even though the U.S. stock market operated during late-night hours in China, a stock as volatile as Stella's—if he had invested billions—should have been something worth paying attention to.

Yet Ye Chen was at home sleeping soundly... It was hard to believe.

"Damn it, whatever. Brother Ye said he'd call when it's time to sell, so let's just wait for his call!" Zhang Jingshan shook his head.

Honestly, if it weren't for his blind trust in Ye Chen, he would have sold by now.

Two hundred million yuan invested.

A billion yuan profit in just three days.

He was more than satisfied.

But his trust in Ye Chen held him back from acting impulsively.

"Yeah, let's wait for Brother Ye's call," Li Changfeng nodded.

"Oh right, I almost forgot. Jiwei called this afternoon. He said the three of us should meet tomorrow—he has something to discuss with us!"

Suddenly, Zhang Jingshan remembered Zhao Jiwei's call from earlier that day.

"Jiwei wants to discuss something? Did he mention what it was?" Li Changfeng asked curiously.

"No, I asked him, but he said we'd talk in person. Judging by his serious tone, it must be important," Zhang Jingshan replied.

"Alright, call me tomorrow then."

"Sure, I'm heading back now."

The Next Day

As expected, after last night's frenzy and sellout, Wuxia Cream soared to the top of Weibo's trending list.

Once again, the debate about whether Wuxia Cream was a 'scam' or not, along with analysis and speculation about its sudden popularity, snowballed into massive online discourse.

The topic #WuxiaCream shot to the top of the trending board.

Even though the official Yi Ren Ru Xue flagship store and website had sold out, visitors flooded in, eager for restocks.

To everyone's surprise, amidst the hype, Yi Ren Ru Xue's official Weibo and website released a statement about purchasing limits and clarified that after-sales service would only be available through the official flagship store, website, or designated live-stream channels.

These statements sparked immediate controversy—no major brand had ever done such a thing. Instantly, the already blazing popularity of Wuxia Cream exploded further.

Meanwhile, Stella's stock surged another 20%, setting the internet abuzz.

As a result, Stella's electric vehicle brand rapidly gained recognition across Chinese social media.

However, Ye Chen—the man behind Wuxia Cream and Stella's success—paid no attention to the outside world.

He remained in his study, finalizing the design plans for his production park.

After three or four days of intense work, he was nearing completion of what would normally take design teams months to draft.

Just as Ye Chen stood up to stretch, Chen Yinuo's call came through.

"Hey Yinuo, what's up?"

Ye Chen smiled as he answered while walking out of the study.

"Honey, remember how you said you wanted Yihao involved in your next hot pot acquisition? He just got back to me—he's willing to give it a try!" Chen Yinuo said.

"He agreed? That's great!" Ye Chen grinned.

Regarding his brother-in-law, Ye Chen always felt a sense of guilt.

He trusted Yihao's character wholeheartedly. As for his abilities—Yihao was smart enough, and nurturing him wouldn't be difficult.

"Yeah, but you two need to sit down and talk. How about this—I'll invite him and Qiwen over for dinner tonight. Does that work for you?" Chen Yinuo asked.

"Of course! Invite them over, and I'll go grocery shopping and prepare a nice meal. But you'll have to pick up Yoyo later!" Ye Chen laughed.

"Alright, I'll leave work early to pick her up."

After hanging up, Ye Chen stretched a bit, changed clothes, and headed to the market.

He bought ingredients for six dishes and a soup.

Once home, he tied on his apron and got to work.

For his brother-in-law, whom he felt indebted to, he wanted everything to be perfect.

Unknowingly, three or four hours passed.

The sun began to set, casting a warm glow across the house.

As dinner was nearly ready, the front door opened.

Chen Yinuo entered with Yihao and Lin Qiwen, who was carrying little Yoyo.

"Dad, look who's here!"

Yoyo excitedly shouted as soon as she walked in.

"Yihao, Qiwen, welcome!"

Ye Chen turned, smiling as he removed his apron.

"Brother-in-law!"

Lin Qiwen, still shy after their previous engagement incident, greeted him nervously.

She didn't know much about Ye Chen's past, but she was aware of his influence. One phone call from him had summoned the elite of Jiangzhou.

She also knew that the creator of the now-viral Yi Ren Ru Xue was none other than Ye Chen.

Standing in this lavish mansion worth over twenty million yuan, facing the influential Ye Chen, Lin Qiwen couldn't help but feel intimidated.

"Hey!"

Ye Chen smiled warmly, then turned to Yoyo.

"Yoyo, come down now! You're a big girl—don't tire out your aunt!"

Hearing "aunt" made Lin Qiwen blush, but Ye Chen's warmth gradually eased her nerves.

"Alright!"

Yoyo reluctantly climbed down.

She grabbed Yihao and Lin Qiwen's hands excitedly.

"Uncle, Aunt, come listen to me play the piano!"

"Not now, wash your hands and have dinner first!" Chen Yinuo playfully scolded her.

"Fine..."

With that, the little girl calmed down.

"Yinuo, you take care of Yihao and Qiwen. I'll clean up the kitchen," Ye Chen said with a smile, heading back with his apron.

Watching his brother-in-law, Yihao stood there silently.

He once believed people never truly changed.

But clearly, Ye Chen had proved him wrong.

Yet, none of that mattered. As long as Yinuo was happy, that was enough.