Chapter 193: Big Burger Is Saved!

Chapter 193: Big Burger Is Saved!

An incredible beauty stood with her soft hands crossed gently over her belly, her white sundress fluttering lightly in the breeze as her eyes tracked the winding pavement. She remained positioned at the very edge of the stone terrace, waiting patiently for her white knight to arrive and fulfill the unspoken promise they had woven across the distance.

This was Helen Tang, the twenty-two-year-old designated next Head of the powerful Tang Clan. She was tall, striking, and possessed a full, mature figure that perfectly matched the alluring proportions of the twins. She stood barely two inches shorter than my own frame, resembling my biological mother in almost every physical way.

The exact moment she had first learned of my complex connection to her family line, a profound wave of pity and sorrow had entered her heart. But after discovering exactly what kind of man I truly was underneath the rumors, those protective instincts had quickly transformed into deep affection, and eventually, unconditional love.

Now, with her active ascension to leadership within the Tang Clan finalized and her personal marriage status remaining unsettled, her frantic search for security had led her down only one logical path. I was the only man she would ever allow herself to love...

[Linda, when guys get together we exaggerate things to sound impressive, and when I said I would get only 10 wives, my friend had to double it,] my own past voice echoed in my mind from a past memory. [So I just told him he can just do it and I will give him ten dollars if he can satisfy that many wives, see guys are dumb!]

[Rick you're going to have 10 wives?!] Linda's shocked exclamation from that old afternoon crossed my thoughts as I gripped the steering wheel.

"Fuck! Did I curse myself as a stupid highschooler?!" I muttered aloud to the empty cabin, a wry smile spreading across my lips.

As I navigated my powerful Dodge Demon down the main driveway of the expansive Tang estate, the memory of that specific conversation at the BBQ House stayed fresh in my mind.

The hilarious irony of the situation wasn't lost on me; when I eventually formalized my impending union with Helen, she would mathematically become my exact tenth wife. "Did my System predict my number of wives before I chose them?!" I grumbled, tapping my fingers against the leather console. "Where is James, 20 wives then damn it?!"

The sprawling facade of the massive stone mansion finally broke through the tree-lined canopy as the vehicle cleared the quiet main drive.

I instantly spotted Helen standing anxiously on the front steps, her elegant form framed perfectly against the famous courtyard sculpture of the Mother Tiger protecting her two cubs. Looking at her silhouette against the stone art almost allowed me to catch a sudden, crystal-clear glimpse of my future with her at this exact second. I briefly imagined Helen sitting out in the lush grass on a massive picnic blanket, laughing happily as she watched our two future children playing together in the sunshine.

My internal imagination was always a bit uniquely descriptive compared to normal people, right?

I brought the rumbling sports car to a smooth halt near the steps, reaching over to grab the thick legal folder resting on the passenger seat next to me.

I stepped out of the luxury vehicle into the warm air, casting one final glance toward the legendary Tang statue before walking directly up the steps to Helen's side.

Helen watched me approach, her gaze tracking my face with an intensity that proved she had been staring at the driveway for at least a half hour. The sudden proximity sent a massive wave of nervous butterflies fluttering through her stomach, primarily because she had been secretly imagining the exact same scene of watching her own children play.

"Rick, I am glad to see you safe," Helen whispered, her breath hitching slightly as she reached out toward me. "Is that the file you are giving?"

I offered her a warm smile and a slow nod, intentionally keeping my posture relaxed so she would completely miss the highly playful glint dancing in my eyes. "Yeah, your future husband is here," I murmured, leaning slightly closer. "Have you been standing out here long?"

She immediately looked down, spinning a quick lie that I detected the exact millisecond it left her lips. "Not at all, I just got out here," Helen claimed, her cheeks flushing a light pink as she reached for the paperwork. "So can I see the file?"

"Sorry, uncle Anthony has to see it first," I replied, pulling the folder slightly out of her reach with a grin. "So let us go see him."

Helen didn't complain, immediately wrapping her arms around my bicep to guide me through the grand double doors with her usual caring nature.

I almost felt a tiny bit of genuine guilt for the elaborate prank I was about to execute on her family, but the feeling vanished within seconds.

We gathered inside the informal family room, where Anthony, Kim, and Helen all aligned themselves across from my position for this semi-formal alliance meeting.

Helen had deliberately seated herself across the wide mahogany table due to the official protocol, whereas under normal circumstances she would be glued directly to my side.

I slid the heavy document folder across the polished wood into Anthony's waiting hands, watching his face break into a wide smile as I delivered my opening line. "Now with this, Big Burger is saved, right?" I joked, leaning back in my leather chair.

"Of course, I am a man of my word, ha-ha!" Anthony boisterous voice boomed across the room as he flipped the cover open.

The absolute second his eyes registered the contents of the page, his jovial expression completely froze into an icy mask of absolute horror.

I had intentionally selected the documentation of the single worst, most degenerate asshole from my fake files and slipped it right into the primary slot.

Helen leaned forward to skim the text over her father's shoulder, her posture locking up in identical shock as I continued to speak with an entirely straight face.

"Patric Hong is the obvious choice, and none of those 12 women have had their rape cases proven," I explained smoothly, maintaining my professional tone. "His average GPA will make it so he is too stupid to steal anything from Helen, and his appearance is alright."

Kim sat off to the side looking thoroughly confused, primarily because her husband had spent the entire morning bragging that my official document would be a masterclass. She turned her sharp gaze toward my face, her eyes instantly catching the subtle, unmistakable spark of pure mischief dancing behind my pupils.

Realizing exactly what was happening, Kim looked back at the petrified expressions of her husband and stepdaughter, stepping in flawlessly to save the day. "Anthony and Helen dears, I believe Rick is just messing with you for giving him bad men to look at?!" Kim announced with a warm laugh.

The aging patriarch and his daughter snapped their heads up to glare at me, prompting me to simply shrug my shoulders with an indifferent expression.

"Actually, you can't marry Patric Hong anyway," I added casually, tapping the table. "He messed with some shady characters, and they permanently ruined his life-rod. The Police still cannot find the thugs who did it."

I cleared my throat to suppress a cough, thinking briefly of Luke's handiwork in that specific matter.

I reached inside my inner jacket pocket, pulling out the genuine, verified file package and placing it firmly in the center of the wooden table.

Helen lunged forward to grab the new papers, opening the cover to find a large glossy photo of my own stupid face smiling back at her.

Anthony let out a massive, explosive breath that he hadn't realized he was holding, casting a pair of heavily scolding eyes in my direction to reprimand my behavior.

"Ah, But if you do not want me, I did find some nice guys in there too, well kinda nice guys," I teased, watching Helen's eyes widen. "Or you can just tell me who you want, and I will pick him?"

The moment my last sentence left my lips, Helen completely abandoned her formal posture and vaulted across the space to throw her arms around my neck. She clung to me with an intense, suffocating strength that instantly made my collarbone feel stiff, her breath shaking against my skin.

I could hear the faint, muffled sound of tears threatening to spill into her voice as she buried her face against my shoulder. "No! I only want you at my side, dummy..." Helen sobbed happily, refusing to loosen her grip.

Anthony cleared his throat loudly, attempting to project a strict, traditional persona to mask his own immense relief at the outcome. "Cough, Helen, it is not official yet, so your behavior is not right," the older man grumbled, waving a hand at us.

Smack! Kim reached over and delivered a sharp, playful slap directly to her husband's forearm, silently reprimanding him for being incredibly stupid during such a beautiful moment.

Anthony didn't mind the blow at all, simply grinning back at his wife while Helen completely ignored her father's complaints to continue holding me tight.

I patted her back with steady, measured strokes to calm her racing heart, leaning down to speak directly into her ear. "I was only joking before, and I am not teasing you," I murmured softly. "But I am sorry you will have to be my 10th wife."

"Rick, I would be happy to only be your lover let alone 10th," Helen whispered back, her voice filled with absolute, unyielding devotion. "I only want you in my life till we are old and grey."

And then, before either her father or I could predict her next movement, she leaned up and gently pressed her lips against mine in a deep, sweet kiss.

Anthony's eyebrows shot up, his finger extending automatically to scold her for the public display of affection before the marriage contract was signed.

Kim immediately lunged across the armrest, covering her husband's mouth with her palm while glaring at him to shut up and let the young lovers have their moment.

Helen slowly pulled back from the kiss, a radiant, triumphant smile spreading across her flushed face as she looked into my eyes. "Now you must take responsibility for that was my first kiss!" she declared proudly, keeping her voice loud enough for the room.

I smirked internally, knowing with absolute certainty that this was actually our second kiss, but she clearly didn't want her parents knowing we had already shared an intimate moment in secret.

"Ah, But am I taking your name?" I asked with a completely deadpan expression.

Phht! Kim completely lost her composure, stifling a loud laugh behind her hand as my terrible sense of humor registered in her mind. She had always possessed an innate appreciation for my specific brand of bad jokes, making me incredibly glad that I had gone out of my way to rescue her family back then.

Anthony gently pried his wife's hand away from his face, smoothing down his tailored jacket as he assumed a serious, patriarchal posture. "Rick, then from this moment, you are Helen's betrothed," Anthony announced, his voice steady and official. "Let us have the wedding party in November."

He paused, a slight look of generational anxiety crossing his features as he leaned over the mahogany surface. "But can you two try to have grandchildren come out by next summer rather than too early?" the older man requested, coughing into his fist. "I want to save a bit of face this winter, plus becoming the Head is stressful?"

Helen shifted her position, settling comfortably onto my lap before addressing both her father and me with an incredibly firm, organized tone. "I have already discussed this with my family doctor and I have started the pill," Helen revealed, her voice leaving zero room for argument. "I will not get pregnant till the end of University, if that is fine with you Rick?"

I felt a sudden, distinct wave of awkwardness wash over me at the blunt nature of the family planning discussion, prompting me to simply nod in agreement as she took full charge. I knew behind the scenes that her designated family doctor was actually Hana, making the medical arrangement perfectly secure.

"That is wise, my daughter," Anthony sighed, nodding his approval as he leaned back. "Cough, well Lang's wife made Lang look a bit shameful, and I don't want to eat humble pie in public. So thank you two for being responsible..."

He gestured vaguely between the two of us, his expression turning thoroughly content as he delivered his final boundary. "As for being lovers, do what you guys want, just do not shame our house in public," he added.

Hearing the official green light from her father, Helen wrapped her arms tightly around my waist and rested her head heavily against my chest, leaving me with a slightly stiff, stunned smile.

Anthony checked his watch, a bright, celebratory mood completely taking over his features as he stood up from his chair. "Rick, come with me," he instructed, gesturing toward the adjoining hallway. "I want to share a Vodka I have been saving for a happy day."

Helen pouted slightly, looking as though she absolutely didn't want to release her grip on my waist, but Kim stepped forward to gently take her arm. "Let the boys talk, you and I have dinner to set," Kim said, pulling her stepdaughter up with a warm smile...

Inside Anthony's heavily insulated private office, the older man motioned for the perimeter guards to clear the room before unsealing a premium, high-priced bottle of imported Vodka.

He poured two generous measures into a pair of crystal glasses, raising his drink toward mine as we clinked them together in a silent toast. "Rick, there is something you may not know about the Li bloodline..." Anthony began, his expression turning intensely serious as he took a slow sip.

I adjusted my posture, adopting a completely disciplined look to evaluate whatever secret political information he was about to drop on me. To my secret amusement, the information he proceeded to lay out was the exact same baseline genetic intelligence that Lucy had already extracted for me weeks ago.

"Your Li blood is superior to others, in that every member always has a blood type superior to type-O," Anthony explained, swirling the clear liquid in his glass. "You know that the Li almost never get ill, or have birth defects."

He leaned closer across the heavy cedar desk, pointing a finger toward my face to emphasize the physical traits of the clan. "Also all Li, no matter who the parents are, always have black hair and blue eyes, right?" he added firmly.

I nodded slowly to acknowledge his words, remaining perfectly silent because I was already intimately aware of our unique biological advantages. Our specialized genetic makeup not only allowed our systems to universally receive any blood or donate across all primary blood types without rejection, but we were also permanently blessed with a rare set of aggressive antibodies that continuously maintained our bodies at their peak physical performance.

"My father and I almost never even suffered from colds," I remarked, swirling the clear liquor in my glass as I considered his words. "And the part about birth defects was also told to me..." I added, looking directly into his aging eyes.

No Li in documented history has ever suffered from tumors, cancer, or advanced organ failure.

Curiously, if our specialized blood or vital organs are ever transfused into a non-Li individual, the miraculous cellular effects instantly vanish entirely. The foreign biology completely fails to strengthen the recipient's body, causing the unique traits to safely dissipate within twenty-four hours exactly like a spell of ancient magic.

This superior physical constitution and pure blood purity remained the primary source of suspicion as to why only a true Li could serve as a perfect physical host for the legendary Yellow Emperor.

Deep within the borders of the hostile China Empire, the oppressive regime enforces mandatory blood testing on every citizen, executing any individual discovered to be harboring even a fraction of the forbidden Li bloodline.

Anthony leaned across the heavy cedar desk, lowering his voice into a gravelly whisper to deliver a long-standing historical secret. The ancient Li lineage possessed a diluted bit of genuine mythical Dragon blood surging directly through their veins.

"Your children with Helen will be perfect and flawless, just like your other children," Anthony stated firmly, his gaze unwavering. "In fact, the Li blood is so potent, that many of your past lives even had children with mothers and sisters." He tapped the table hard, emphasizing the absolute genetic resilience of my ancestors. "This is why the China Empire could never kill off your vessels," he explained. "Yes, in your past, you even married your closest blood."

He took a slow drink, his brown eyes flashing with a deep respect for my survival traits. "And history has proven the Li to be built for survival," he added. "This is the reason I have always wanted you to marry Helen. But, I wanted Helen to choose her love, unlike me. Do you understand why I pushed for it now?"

I downed the rest of my strong drink in a single gulp, feeling a sudden wave of genuine astonishment wash over me at the revelation that my previous incarnations had literally mated with their own mothers and sisters. I immediately held out my empty crystal glass to signal for another heavy shot, needing the alcohol to help process such an incredibly heavy piece of ancestral news.

But to be perfectly honest with myself, I had never once experienced a sense of forbidden or unnatural love whenever I interacted with Lucy, or rather, May Li.

I must have let a thoroughly bizarre, complicated expression slip onto my face because Anthony smiled knowingly as he filled my glass back to the brim. "I guess after hearing about your past, you must be thinking that is why marrying your step-sister never felt different?" Anthony asked, a subtle glint of amusement in his eyes.

"Um? Yeah, I guess Dragons in legends are just like that, ha-ha?" I offered with a forced, awkward laugh to dismiss the tension.

Following our intense private discussion, the two of us finally emerged from the office to join our women for a lavish celebratory dinner in the main dining hall.

Helen remained extra attentive throughout the entire meal, personally serving my plate and catering to my every movement until Anthony's left eyebrow began to twitch in mild irritation.

The surrounding house maids desperately tried to hide their amused smiles as they watched the intimidating next Clan Head act so thoroughly cute and submissive in my presence.

Once the dinner concluded, we moved outside to the driveway where Helen clung tightly to my waist right beside the open door of my sports car. "My fiance~!" she cheered happily for the umpteenth time, her face radiating pure bliss as she looked up at me. "Am I beautiful, do you love me?"

I knew with absolute certainty that she was currently floating on cloud nine, so I chose to simply let her enjoy the moment, nodding my head as I delivered the exact words she wanted to hear. "Yes Miss Tang, you are very beautiful, and I will love you till the end of time, there, happy?" I murmured, a gentle smile touching my lips.

She let out a delighted giggle, instantly pulling my face down to press another deep, affectionate kiss directly into my mouth.

It took several more minutes of careful maneuvering before I finally managed to untangle myself from her tight, unyielding clutches. A powerful woman experiencing the blinding rush of her absolute first love was a genuinely terrifying force of nature to deal with.

I offered her one final wave as I slid into the driver's seat, firing up the engine to begin my long drive back toward my own residential district.

Ring Ring Ring! The sharp, high-pitched chime of my personal smartphone suddenly shattered the quiet hum of the cabin, catching me completely off guard.

My danger-sensing abilities hadn't triggered a single warning bell because the incoming transmission carried zero hostile intent.

I tapped the dashboard interface to connect the call, my voice remaining perfectly smooth as I answered. "Hello, are you feeling alright? Are you well?" I asked, tracking the dark highway.

[Well, I missed my period, fufu,] a soft, deeply seductive purr vibrated through the vehicle speakers, instantly identifying the caller. [Rick, if you are not too busy, I dropped my luffa, and need my back scrubbed... Can you use your keys, and help me out for a little bit? I really miss you...]

I glanced down at the glowing digital clock on the dashboard, noting that the time currently read 8:20 pm.

"I am in the South, so it will take me at least 20 minutes, can you wait?" I responded, my foot automatically pressing slightly heavier against the accelerator pedal.

[Ufufu, I will wait forever for you,] Ana replied with a low, melodic giggle that stirred the air. [Will you really come over? I only called because Helen was bragging in Harem-Chat about your night.]

A slight pout textured her tone as she confessed her true motivation for the sudden call. [I was feeling jealous, so I wanted to make love to you,] she added softly.

"I have to be home at 11:00 pm, is that alright?" I established, setting a firm boundary for the evening.

[That is perfect, then you can tuck me in before you leave,] Ana agreed instantly, her voice dripping with absolute satisfaction. [I love being the hidden mistress. Let me go and ready the hot bath. See you soon my love. Click... do do do...]

The secure connection cut out, leaving a warm silence behind as a genuine smile spread across my face.

I thought about the incredible group of my lovely wives and devoted lovers, feeling a profound sense of gratitude for the bizarre hand I had been dealt.

"Thanks for leaving me System, I love my life very much, even with my rough past..." I whispered to the empty interior of the car. "I hope all of my lives are as wonderful as this one..."

I shifted gears cleanly, allowing my powerful Dodge Challenger SRT Demon 170 to unleash its full supercharged horsepower onto the asphalt.

The vehicle tore down the suburban streets like a red and black streak, pulling smoothly into the private lot of Ana's apartment complex before she could even begin to get undressed...