There was nothing that Mia and Yusuf Zuck couldn’t talk about, and there was nothing she was afraid to say. Mia utterly defeated Yusuf Zuck. He was genuinely scared of her because this woman was truly crazy! Fortunately, it was too cold on the rooftop, so when the sunrise was only halfway through, Yusuf Zuck and she went downstairs. At seven in the morning, the two had breakfast at the hotel, and then, as Mia and Yusuf Zuck left the hotel, a new bicycle, a backpack, and cycling gear were all prepared and waiting, with Daisy Wilkinson standing at the hotel entrance with a smile. Mia had had a rough few days, so Daisy Wilkinson hoped she would relax. As for her job, who would dare fire her? "Mr. Zuck, we meet again." At the hotel’s entrance, Daisy Wilkinson shook hands with Yusuf Zuck. "Change Mia to another department. Do you have the heart to let her move stuff in the warehouse? Didn’t you see the calluses on her hands? There’s experiencing life, and then there’s this kind of experiencing," Yusuf Zuck didn’t pull punches with Daisy Wilkinson, his first words upon shaking hands were a round of ridicule! "You should know her temperament; we couldn’t persuade her," Daisy Wilkinson said with a wry smile: "She also forbids us from revealing her identity, so we are unable to help." "Change her to an office clerk, you arrange it. I’ll talk to her about it in a bit." Yusuf Zuck looked at Daisy Wilkinson. "She listens to me!" "Alright, then I’ll trouble Mr. Zuck. Tonight, I’d like to invite Mr. Zuck for dinner. My brother-in-law will also return from abroad. Do you have time?" "No need for dinner, I might leave tonight." Yusuf Zuck shook his head. Even if he didn’t leave that evening, he didn’t want to dine with Marco Tuff and Daisy Wilkinson. "Then, alright, next time. Next time Mr. Zuck must honor us with his presence!" "You’re too kind," Yusuf Zuck said with a laugh, tilting his head. The way Daisy Wilkinson put it, it was as if he were some high-ranking official or big shot who was very hard to invite! "Alright then, I won’t disturb you and Mia. Have fun, and if there’s anything you need, just call me. On Hong Kong Island, there’s nothing your aunt Daisy can’t handle." "Will do," Yusuf Zuck said with a nod and a smile. Daisy Wilkinson shook hands with Yusuf Zuck again and then drove off. Meanwhile, Mia, who had gone upstairs to change into her cycling clothes, also came down. "Has she gone? At least she’s sensible enough to know what I need," Mia hummed. She had quite a few complaints about her aunt Daisy. "How come I’ve never met your—mum—mum?" Yusuf Zuck asked curiously, as Mia had never mentioned her mother. "Can we not talk about my—mum—mum? She’s not as good as my aunt, always acting all weird and stuff. It’s annoying just to think about it!" "Acting all weird and stuff?" Yusuf Zuck looked at her oddly. "Health cultivation. She’s always on about cultivating her health, looking for exotic remedies everywhere as if she were an ancient Emperor seeking the elixir of eternal life. I haven’t seen her for seven years—seven years!" Mia huffed: "So don’t bring her up with me." "Is your—mum practicing immortality?" Yusuf Zuck couldn’t help laughing. "She’s heading in that direction. I think she’s gone nuts. Come on, let’s go. Where are we heading today?" Mia urged. "No destination in mind, just roaming around. Let me take this call first." Just then, Yusuf Zuck’s phone suddenly rang. It was Marlon Shepherd calling. "Go ahead," Yusuf Zuck said after picking up and asked Marlon Shepherd to get straight to the point. "In principle, the contracts for two properties and two parking spaces will be settled today, but we still need the help of my classmate for the street-front shop. So after everything is settled, your signature will be needed. That’s why you shouldn’t wander too far away." "Got it, just call me when it’s time," Yusuf Zuck said and then hung up. Meanwhile, Mia, who had been eavesdropping on Yusuf Zuck’s call, frowned and asked: "You’ve come to Hong Kong to buy property?" "Just by the way. I have some spare cash that I can’t seem to spend, so I’m planning on investing in Hong Kong. By the way, I can genuinely pay back the sixty million I owe you." Mia waved her hand generously, "No need, you were forcefully kissed by me yesterday, consider it compensation for emotional distress." "Give me your phone." Yusuf Zuck reached out his hand. "What for?" Mia was a bit slow to follow Yusuf’s train of thought, but she still handed over her phone. Yusuf flipped through Mia’s text message history, and sure enough, he found information about her bank account in the messages. He forwarded the information to Miles O’Brien’s phone, then handed the phone back to Mia and used his own phone to call Miles, "Louise, you have time today. Transfer sixty million to the account you received just now, the one belonging to Lara Tuff." "Alright, I’ll go as soon as the bank opens," Miles replied. "What are you doing?" At that moment, Mia hit Yusuf, and he had not hung up the phone with Miles yet. "Alright, that’s it then, I’ll be heading back to the capital in a few days." Yusuf hung up after finishing his sentence. "Do I look like I have hair on my chest?" Yusuf asked Mia out of the blue. "A little, not much, why?" Mia asked, puzzled. "Hair on the chest, that’s a man, a real dude. How could a man spend a woman’s money? If you make me spend your money again, I’ll be pissed!" Read full story at novel_fіre.net "Fine, fine, fine, so you took this huge detour just to give me back my money, huh? You and your male pride!" Mia said, annoyed. Yusuf sighed, then got on his bike and started off, saying, "Maybe to you, these sixty million aren’t much, and you don’t mind donating it to me, but if your aunt or your dad knew about it, what would they think of Yusuf Zuck? They probably already know, so I don’t want anyone saying Yusuf Zuck is after Mia’s money. Besides, I’m not lacking money now. I might not be as rich as your family, but I’m not exactly clinging to anyone’s coattails!" "Okay, okay, I’m wrong, okay? But who’s that woman just now? I have her number now. Tell me quick, who is she, managing your money?" "The company’s accountant," Yusuf said without the slightest change in his expression. "Company? Accountant? What do you mean?" Mia was confused. "I’ve started an investment company and recently invested in a pharmaceutical company. So yeah, I’ve got an accountant now. What did you think?" "Heavens, it hasn’t been that long, and you’ve come this far?" Mia couldn’t believe it, "You are a classic rags-to-riches story." "Big? I feel it’s very small. I can’t compare with that FuYou Group or with the likes of the Ross Family and the Wilcox Clan, so I’m just doing small-time business!" "At your pace, who can compete with you in ten years? But I’m delighted. The stronger you are, the happier I am. The man Mia picks should indeed be , crushing everything in his path!" "You’re nuts!" Yusuf couldn’t be bothered with her and sped up his cycling. "Hey, the guy up ahead, where are you sprinting off to!" Mia laughed heartily and chased after him. Just as Yusuf and Mia were leaving in front of the InterContinental Hotel, a black Mercedes also stopped at the hotel entrance, and a fierce-looking middle-aged man got out, watching the direction Yusuf was heading. "Check what he came to Hong Kong for, hmph!" the middle-aged man grunted. "Yes, I’ll send someone to check right away," an elderly man said respectfully, nodding his head. The middle-aged man nodded, walked into the InterContinental Hotel, and asked while walking, "Have we collected any information on him recently?" "No, sir, the family hasn’t been paying attention to him," the old man shook his head. "No need to collect information then. Send someone to find him, bring him here. We can’t let him be in the country, or Xue Zhi will not let him go sooner or later. Send him abroad and give him some money, let him fend for himself. Also, tonight’s meeting with Marco Tuff is important, make sure it’s well arranged."