Six in the evening.
Luo Feng and Wu Meng were both hungry.
They went downstairs and found a Western restaurant for dinner.
The atmosphere was fairly quiet, and someone was playing the piano in the main hall.
Luo Feng called the property management office and asked them to help prepare the bedding.
They had two hours.
The property manager was about to say that this was not the property management's responsibility and that the time was far too tight, but then Luo Feng transferred thirty thousand yuan as a hardship bonus.
"There are currently three bedrooms. Help me get them set up. Keep the budget under five hundred thousand. Thanks."
He did not want to stay in a hotel or go back to his old place tonight. It was too shabby.
Now that he had money, he had to spend it and enjoy life—and the goddess right in front of him.
"Understood! We will definitely complete the task!"
the property manager replied.
Forget job responsibilities. President Luo was now her bread and butter!
She stopped two colleagues who were about to get off work and whispered, "The owner has arranged... we have to finish within two hours!"
"Why? We're about to get off work!" ×2
The two spoke in unison.
"Five thousand yuan each," the property manager said calmly.
"Huh? Oh, there's actually such a good deal? Absolutely no problem!"
"The mall is only a kilometer away. If we rush, we should be able to buy everything within half an hour. But once we buy them, we'll definitely need to wash them and dry them..."
"The time is tight, but we can do it!"
The property manager was very pleased. Everyone had a strong sense of initiative.
The three of them immediately set off and got to work.
Inside the Western restaurant.
While waiting for their food, Wu Meng saw Meng Qingyuan's social media post.
"The happiest thing is meeting someone you can entrust your life to during the best years of your life ()*."
The nine-photo grid showed various real-life photos of a Porsche, with the vehicle registration placed in the center.
Several rows of likes had already piled up, and there were plenty of comments from Gym Center colleagues below.
Finance: Congratulations to the beautiful Meng for making it ashore! You have to treat us to a big meal~
Zhang Qian: Wow! I'm so jealous! Sister Qingyuan, take us for a ride sometime!
Wang Yan: I want to meet the right person too. Sister Qingyuan, don't forget us when you strike it rich (﹏)
Even the store manager had left a message: Beautiful Meng, could you occasionally come back for classes with President Luo? Introduce some big bosses you know to us too.
The store manager's message was quickly deleted.
Wu Meng felt terrible, but she was even angrier.
She puffed out her cheeks and asked Luo Feng in a sweet voice, "Hubby~ can I post photos of today's house on social media?"
A Porsche? The house Brother Feng bought for me was worth more than a dozen Porsches!
I want to see whether you can still be happy, Meng Qingyuan!
"No problem. Go ahead."
Luo Feng was also checking his messages, and he roughly understood what was going on when he heard her.
At that moment, he was messaging Meng Qingyuan.
"Brother Feng, I want to sleep in your arms tonight. I'm scared when I'm alone at night ('ε`)"
"I still have lots of clothes here that I haven't worn yet~"
Luo Feng really wanted to go, but he definitely had to accompany Wu Meng tonight.
"Be good. I already have plans tonight. I'll come see you tomorrow."
"Oh ()σ"
After replying to Meng Qingyuan, he saw messages from Zhang Qian and Wang Yan as well.
Wang Yan: "Brother Feng, my cat can do backflips. Want to come see?"
Attached was a photo. Sunlight filtered through thin gauze clothing, vaguely revealing her curvy figure. Some crucial spots were almost exposed, but not quite.
Zhang Qian: "Brother Feng, I wore the bracelet out today, and my friends thought I had a boyfriend, hehe~"
Attached was a photo of a delicate hand wearing the bracelet. It was far too subtle.
Ai Yuanyuan: "Brother Feng, my flight gets back the day after tomorrow."
A pair of long legs in black silk stockings rested on the arm of a sofa, straight and slender, with half her thigh exposed—fair, smooth, and rounded.
Luo Feng finally understood the hardships Tang Sanzang faced on his journey to retrieve the scriptures.
There were too many demons trying to shake his resolve. A mere mortal like him had no way to resist.
The messages continued to multiply rapidly, and even more alluring, scantily clad photos came in.
He remembered how some of his friends had called others godfather or grandpa for just a few glamour shots or revealing pictures. Yet now, all kinds of goddesses and beauties in real life were voluntarily sending him photos. The difference was truly enormous.
Some died of drought while others drowned in abundance.
Even if he replied with things like "I'm going to take a shower," "mm," or "ah," he still could not withstand the enthusiasm of several women.
"Sir, ma'am, enjoy your meal."
The steaks and red wine were served. After setting them down, the server left.
"Mengmeng, eat first. You can play with your phone later."
Seeing Wu Meng still fiddling with her phone nonstop, Luo Feng reminded her.
"Almost done!"
Wu Meng posted several carefully selected photos along with her caption, then put down her phone and began cutting her steak.
Less than a minute later, Wu Meng's phone began ringing nonstop.
A flood of messages poured in.
Wu Meng set her phone to silent mode, completely satisfied.
Meanwhile, Meng Qingyuan had just driven out of her residential complex and was preparing to go shopping with her finance friend.
Then a call came in. Her phone was connected to Bluetooth, so she pressed the answer button in the car.
"Qingyuan, where are you?"
"Have you seen Wu Meng's social media post?"
"Do you know she's stolen your man?"
Finance employee Liu Xiaoyi's urgent voice rang out, hitting her with three questions in a row.
Meng Qingyuan was a little stunned and quickly pulled over to the side of the road.
"Hurry and look at Wu Meng's social media post! Contact your Brother Feng right now!"
"How could you feel safe letting such an insanely rich patron stay outside alone? Wu Meng..."
Liu Xiaoyi rattled on without stopping.
"I'm looking, I'm looking!"
Meng Qingyuan opened Wu Meng's social media post.
"The scenery is truly beautiful. On the left is a bustling, prosperous city; on the right is a peaceful, tranquil lakeside view. Thank you, hubby~ I'll always stay by your side~"
It was accompanied by a string of heart and kissing emojis.
A terrible feeling surged wildly within Meng Qingyuan. She hurriedly opened the nine-photo grid below.
She skipped past several landscape photos, but the photo in the middle shattered her heart.
"Blue Bay, 288 square meters, sole property ownership under Wu Meng's name!"
Liu Xiaoyi's voice sounded again. "I just checked the online prices. A unit of this size and layout in Blue Bay would cost at least over thirteen million!"
"A luxury mansion worth tens of millions, and it's even under Wu Meng's name!"
"Your Porsche only cost one million!"
Meng Qingyuan was anxious and speechless. Are you here to stab me in the heart? Why were her words so hurtful?
"Alright, I get it. I'm hanging up first."
After hanging up, Meng Qingyuan took several deep breaths in the car, opened Luo Feng's number, and called him.
Inside the Western restaurant.
The melodious piano music echoed through the room. Luo Feng had already finished an entire steak, while Wu Meng had only eaten a few bites. Too many messages had come in, and even though she only replied to the important ones, it had still taken up quite a bit of time.
"Bzz, bzz, bzz..."
Luo Feng's phone vibrated. The caller ID showed Meng Qingyuan.
He casually picked it up and answered without any attempt to hide it.
"Hubby~ hubby~"
The moment Meng Qingyuan opened her mouth, she used an unbelievably coquettish voice.
"I miss you so much. Are you with Mengmeng? Can I come over..."
Luo Feng looked up at Wu Meng across from him...
Huh?
Where was she?
A zipper was pulled open.
Hiss...
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