The car drove into the gated community and arrived at a large villa with three houses — the ones on the right and left were the same size, only the one in the middle was bigger. A butler immediately took Yourou's luggage and handed it over to the staff to be taken to her room in the house on the right.
"Does everyone already know I'm here?"
"Yes, young miss. Your second uncle and the Old Master have already explained everything to everyone. Since today is your first day here, your second uncle and your grandparents are eager to see you. They're all gathered in the big house. You may go take a bath first and eat anything you'd like before going."
"Oh, that's good. I'll go home first, I really need a bath and something to eat."
"Yes, young miss."
This was Lee Feng, the butler of the main house. When she arrived at her house, she met another butler who introduced himself as Lee Fang, Lee Feng's brother.
"Young miss, welcome. What would you like?"
"I want to eat something, maybe a cake or a sandwich, and then take a bath so I'll look presentable to meet my family."
The butler gave some orders and then said:
"Don't worry, young miss. Madam filled your closet with clothes in your size. You'll certainly look presentable. And if anything isn't to your liking, just let us know and we'll change it."
Lee Fang was very attentive and polite. She felt completely at home.
After eating a frosted cake that she learned was made by a renowned chef chosen by her mother based on her preferences, she went upstairs and took a long hot bath. After washing her hair and everything else, she finally felt alive. Then she went to the closet. When she saw the amount of clothes there, she was delighted. There was a vast row of dresses, jewelry, shoes, bags, accessories. Yourou felt like she was in a mall and, for the first time, truly realized the disparity between the Tang family and the Mo family — they were like two opposite poles. The clothes there were of exceptional quality.
She quickly chose a beautiful long purple dress with off-the-shoulder sleeves and black heels. She put on some wine-colored lipstick, left her hair down, and grabbed a black Prada bag. The dress fit her perfectly; she wondered how her mother managed to have it made in just three days but got tired of thinking about it. Her light brown hair and now mascara-highlighted dark chocolate eyes completed the look.
When she came downstairs, Lee Fang was stunned.
"Young miss, please, let us take a picture, or madam will kill us later for not doing so," he said, along with Nanny Wang.
Mo Yourou nodded — she loved pictures. So she posed and laughed, and soon they had taken twenty photos. In the end, she had to stop them, saying her mother would be angry if they kept her from showing up at dinner. They agreed and let her go.
Soon Mo Yourou arrived at the main house and knocked on the door. Her stomach twisted with nerves.
Lee Feng opened it.
"Young miss," he said, bowing and stepping aside.
As soon as Yourou entered, she was wrapped in a tearful embrace. From the photos and her face, she knew it was her mother. She ran her hand along her mother's back, comforting her, whispering, "I'm here now, I won't leave again. It's alright, mother."
"My baby — sob — so small — sob — they took you from me — sob."
"It's okay, mom, I'm here now. It's all okay!"
Soon after, her mother placed a box in her hands. She asked,
"Mom, is this… a phone?"
"Yes, the latest iPhone. Use it."
"But mom, I already have a phone!"
"Is it the latest iPhone?"
"No, it's the one before that."
"Then it's not good enough."
Mo Yourou was stunned, but accepted it. As soon as she turned on the phone, she received a transfer from her mother.
"$1 billion has been transferred to your account."
Then it was her father's turn to hug her. He gave her shares in some listed companies and also transferred money.
"$5 billion has been transferred to your account."
Next was her grandmother, who gave her lands and houses and also transferred money.
"$3 billion has been transferred to your account."
Then her grandfather, who gave her shares in Mo Group and also transferred money.
"$10 billion has been transferred to your account."
Her eyes widened, and then came her uncle. She thought, "Oh please, let him not give me too much money."
Her uncle gave her several properties in a neighboring, highly valued city and also transferred money.
"$20 billion has been transferred to your account."
"Second uncle, this is too much."
Mo Chen spoke up:
"Sister, you've just learned something — our second uncle is the richest in the family. $20, $40, $80 billion means nothing to him."
Yourou realized he was serious and that her uncle felt no guilt at all, so she decided to accept.
"Thank you, second uncle."
Then it was her brothers' turn.
Mo Yesi gave her several scripts and said, "If you want to earn your own money without relying on anyone, do this. Then you'll depend on yourself." He also gave her a tablet and transferred money.
"$5 billion has been transferred to your account."
Mo Chen gave her a building and said, "If you want to be a CEO, you'll need a building for your company," and also gave her a laptop, transferring money.
"$5 billion has been transferred to your account."
Mo Shixiu transferred ownership of an e-sports company to her, gave her a gaming computer, and transferred money.
"$5 billion has been transferred to your account."
Finally, there was the Mo family's adopted daughter.
Mo Lin gave Mo Yourou a Cartier bracelet — which Yourou didn't say, but she already owned the original.
"Yourou, as a sign of our sisterhood, I'm giving you this limited edition bracelet. There's only one in the world, and now it's yours."
"Thank you. And your transfer?" said Yourou, wanting to see her true colors.
"Me? I don't have much money…"
"Mo Lin, just yesterday you asked me and third brother to give you $1 billion each. We thought it was for Yourou, so we gave it, isn't that right, third brother?" said Mo Chen.
"That's right, second brother," said Mo Shixiu.
"I was in the same room and saw you asking them," said Mo Yesi.
"Even big brother saw it."
"Oh right, I almost forgot. I'll transfer it to you now, sister," said Mo Lin.
"$2 billion has been transferred to your account."
Finally, Mo Yourou was happy. She had won her first battle.
By the end of the day, Mo Yourou had $56 billion in her account. She was already a billionaire before, so she wasn't that thrilled by the money. But by the things she received today? She was overjoyed. Those houses, companies, buildings, scripts, etc. were worth much more and were far more important to her. Tomorrow would be a new day.