The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Sigh! His wife was just too beautiful that so many people were trying to court her. It gave Philip a headache. “Hey, Aiden’s here! Come, come, come and sit beside your Uncle Johnston.” Martha was clearly enthusiastic as she welcomed him. “Why did you have to bring gifts? You’re just too kind. Just your presence would have been enough!” “It’s Uncle Johnston’s birthday, after all.” Aiden smiled and walked over to sit beside Charles. At this, the crowd started shooting mocking looks at Philip. This son-in-law of the Johnston family was just too wretched. Even an outsider could sit beside Charles Johnston, but as a son-in-law, he had to sit closest to the door. This difference in treatment was just too obvious. Martha was smiling with her eyes as she looked at Aiden like she was looking at her future son-in-law.

“It’s thanks to Aiden reserving this private room that we get to dine here at Virtuous Court today.” The crowd then looked at Aiden in adoration. To be able to reserve a private room at Virtuous Court was a member’s only privilege. And that membership required a minimum spending of one million annually! He was truly a wealthy man! Aiden quickly waved his hand. Although he sounded modest, he could not conceal the pleased look on his face. “Oh, it’s nothing. It’s no trouble at all. Our company just earned a little more, and it is really thanks to my father that I have managed to book this room.” He was blatantly just showing off this wealth and family background. However, no one would expose him. Instead, they ardently complimented him. “Aiden is a competent young man.” “Whoever gets him as a son-in-law must have great karma.” Aiden was immediately shown great respect and admiration. Philip, who had been sitting quietly in a corner, was instead looked down upon. They were both men, but the differences were too great. “The way I see it, if Wynn had married Aiden back then, she would’ve been a rich wife by now.” No one knew who had said this deliberately, but the family members were now taking great pleasure in mocking Philip. “Look at his wretched appearance, how vexing.” “A good-for-nothing that only knows how to make deliveries!” “I heard his daughter is a medicine junkie. She has congenital heart disease and can’t be cured.” Those familiar words from familiar faces made Philip’s eyes turn cold, but he did not say anything. He had already gotten used to it for the past two years. Wynn did not have it any better. Her face was burning as she sat beside her husband. She stomped furiously on Philip’s foot under the table and shot him a glare to vent her frustrations. After being ridiculed by everyone, Philip could actually still sit there like he was fishing. His expression looked calm. Seeing as Philip did not respond, the others went back to their drinks, no longer ridiculing him as an amusement. Just then, with a seemingly caring expression, Aiden asked, “Philip, I just happen to have a vacancy in my company. Why don’t you come over and help out? I should be able to give you six or seven thousand a month. It would definitely be better than making deliveries.” “That’s okay. I’m doing very well with my delivery job,” said Philip calmly. If I told you that I’m the heir to the world’s largest consortium, you’d all be kneeling in front of me right now.

But money is just a number. “Forget him, he’s a lost cause,” scolded Martha before turning to look at Aiden with bright eyes. “Aiden, what about that matter I’ve asked you about before?” Aiden immediately replied with a smile, “Aunty, you can relax, it’s been taken care of. Uncle Johnston’s collection gallery is fine.” Charles, who had been fuming earlier, immediately perked up at this. He smiled, “Little Addy, thank you so much. Come, let’s drink.” The two then toasted. After his drink, Aiden purposefully looked at Philip from the corner of his eyes, trying to look as arrogant as he could. His eyes then shifted longingly to Wynn. He had liked this girl for the longest time, but she had actually gone and married a piece of trash! Wynn Johnston, I will make you understand the difference between that useless Philip and me! “Wynn, see how much Aiden cares for your father. A man like this can’t be found easily anywhere, and others can’t even begin to compare.” Martha was extremely pleased with Aiden. The man was from a wealthy family, had a business of his own, and a great network in society. If her daughter had married him, she would definitely be able to live leisurely. Martha then shot a hateful glance at Philip. Wynn was already dejected enough, so she could only force out an awkward smile. Philip, however, could not care less. They could just say whatever they want.

and paintings was a norm in their little circle. However, to be able to build one’s own collection gallery was a grand matter. When Charles saw the jealous look on

let Wynn marry him in

now, he must force his daughter to divorce this wretched man! Halfway through the feast, Aiden seemed to have recalled

had a lot to drink. He was already in a great mood about being able to start his own collection gallery, and now that Aiden was giving him a gift, it was a surprise on top of another surprise! He was ecstatic! “Oh, Addy, look at you. You’ve reserved a room for me, prepared the gallery, and even given me a gift. It’s just too inappropriate.” While Charles seemed to be refusing the offer on the surface, he was impatient to see what was inside the box. Since Aiden had said he would like it, could it be a painting? Aiden opened the gift box and carefully brought out a scroll of painting. He sounded pleased as he said, “It’s the painting from China’s famous Tang Bohu. I’ve spent a lot of effort to buy it from a friend to give it to Uncle Charles as a birthday gift.” Aiden then raised an eyebrow to glance cheekily at Philip, who had his head buried in his plate. This piece of trash still has the mood to be eating at a time like this. Is this his first time at Virtuous Court? However, in that instant, Philip felt his heart drop. Companionship on the Spring Mountains? That was the same painting that Russell Field had given him. But, Philip believed that as a famous collector in the country, Russell would not have given him a fake, so he did not plan to say anything but only push his gift box under the table to keep it hidden. Wynn noticed Philip’s movements and asked with a frown, “What’s wrong?”

bought over by a great collector within the country at a high

his friends crowded around him

is a fusion of the south and north drawing style. What fine