Too Deep Into The Role

On the second floor of Plaza 66, outside the Hermes store.

"That person over there is my ex-husband Lin Zichuan," Le Man said, pointing to a figure in the shop from afar.

Zhang Yang looked into the store and saw a tall, slender figure with his arms slightly outstretched, letting the shop assistant help him change his clothes. Although he couldn't see the face clearly, the head and long, slender hands certainly gave off a domineering CEO vibe.

"Let's go. Remember, you have to act well, um, get into character." Zhang Yang casually put his arm around Le Man's waist and looked at her, giving her a word of advice.

"Okay." Le Man's cheeks flushed, and she simply nodded.

Zhang Yang put his arm around Le Man's slender waist and walked into the Hermes store.

As Zhang Yang approached, he could vaguely sense the guy's restlessness and unease. He also noticed that the guy kept taking out his phone to check it, and his knuckles seemed to be turning white from clenching his fists.

"Lin Zichuan." Le Man mustered her courage and stepped forward first.

The figure paused abruptly, then turned around, revealing a cold and arrogant face.

"You've finally come! I thought you were going to hide forever."

"Can you please stop bothering me? Do you think this is funny?" Le Man took a deep breath.

"And that dish from last time, please teach me how to make it step by step, if you don't want me to keep calling you next time." Lin Zichuan continued to straighten his clothes, ignoring Le Man's words.

He is indeed a very self-centered man.

"You..." Le Man's chest heaved, feeling a sense of powerlessness.

You can't warm it up by trying to keep it warm, and once you leave, you're still entangled with it. What does this all mean?!

Zhang Yang looked at the man in front of him with amusement. Wait, did he really think he was a domineering CEO?

He had also heard Le Man talk about Lin Zichuan's family situation. They were indeed wealthy, but not the kind of super-rich that had been passed down through generations. In comparison, the entire family's assets were not even as much as Zhang Yang's current net worth, not to mention that Lin Zichuan had not yet inherited the family business.

What's with the attitude?

"Dude, this isn't fun anymore." Zhang Yang smiled and stepped forward, casually putting his arm around Le Man and pulling her into his embrace.

Le Man blushed instantly as Zhang Yang embraced her.

"Who are you!" Lin Zichuan's eyes suddenly turned dangerous.

He looked at the tall, handsome figure before him, and then at his nominal ex-wife being embraced by this man, who even seemed to be showing a hint of shyness.

My heart was instantly consumed by some nameless rage.

"Guess?" Zhang Yang smiled, his hand casually resting on Le Man's waist.

Stories never follow the usual rules.

Just like in countless novels, when the male protagonist, who is a country bumpkin, is temporarily used as a shield, he always feels inferior in front of the other party's rich and handsome ex-boyfriend, and just focuses on eating.

Using someone as a shield won't make the reader feel aggrieved, but using a bad shield will.

Zhang Yang naturally embraced the soft body in his arms, enjoying the fury blazing in the eyes of the little CEO before him.

"You're pretty quick, aren't you? You've already got my money and you're living the high life, huh?" Lin Zichuan looked at Le Man, his tone icy.

"It seems like this has nothing to do with you, right?" Le Man felt a strange sense of security as she was embraced by Zhang Yang. "I came to tell you that our paths have completely crossed. Please have some self-respect."

"No, I won't agree!" Lin Zichuan blurted out.

Zhang Yang found it somewhat amusing. "No, tell me, what gives you the right to say no? Just because you're her ex-husband?"

"I said no, and that's final." Lin Zichuan stared at Zhang Yang. "I'll give you 100,000 yuan; leave her."

Zhang Yang blinked, finding it quite strange.

No, there are actually people who do this in real life?

"Dude, the bond between me and Le Man can't be measured in money. I advise you to give up on that idea as soon as possible. You think you're so great just because you have money?" Zhang Yang's playful side kicked in, and he decided to test Lin Zichuan's limits.

"Heh." As expected, Lin Zichuan's eyes were filled with disdain, as if he had seen through Zhang Yang.

Two hundred thousand!

Zhang Yang shook his head, appearing unmoved.

Le Man, standing beside him, looked quite nervous. After all, Zhang Yang was only there temporarily to help her with a role, but now, faced with the temptation of 100,000 or 200,000 yuan, who could resist?

Is being rich such an unreasonable thing?

"I advise you not to be greedy." Lin Zichuan's eyes were icy. "Three hundred thousand!"

Zhang Yang's unwavering stance wasn't because he considered money worthless; after all, who in this world could remain indifferent to money?

Zhang Yang is no saint.

However, to think that a mere 300,000 yuan would make Zhang Yang betray his promise and abandon his principles is to underestimate him.

Who do you think you are?

"Dude, don't even try. I won't repeat myself." Zhang Yang said with a half-smile. "Even if you gave me a million, I might not agree."

"One million!" Lin Zichuan exclaimed in surprise, "You really dare to dream of that!"

Le Man stood aside and witnessed the whole thing. Looking at Zhang Yang's unmoved expression, she felt a strange and indescribable surge of emotion.

Lin Zichuan assumed that Zhang Yang was unwilling to leave her despite the temptation of 300,000 yuan.

But the truth is, the two weren't even friends, let alone in a romantic relationship. Under these circumstances, Zhang Yang remained unmoved by the temptation of 300,000 yuan, which is simply...

"Wrong time, right person." Le Man sighed softly to herself, then bit her lip. "Zhang Yang!"

"Hmm?" Zhang Yang looked at Le Man.

"Zhang Yang, shall I buy you some clothes?" Le Man stepped forward, looking up at the tall figure in front of her.

Lin Zichuan, standing to the side, instantly blazed with fury.

So he spent all that time waiting for Le Man to come and help him choose clothes, only to end up buying them for this man in front of him? And with the breakup fee Le Man gave him?

I'm so angry I could vomit blood!

"No need, is it?" Zhang Yang politely declined.

"You forgot?" Le Man suddenly lowered her voice, tiptoed, and whispered in Zhang Yang's ear, "Didn't you say you wanted to get into character? It's only natural for a girlfriend to spend money on her boyfriend."

She pulled Zhang Yang along and immediately went to try on the clothes.

Zhang Yang is a natural clothes hanger; she looks good in everything she tries on.

Lin Zichuan stood to the side, his face ashen, watching as Le Man, who had once carefully chosen clothes for him, was now selecting clothes for another man, her expression so serious and focused.

For some reason, after the anger subsided, he suddenly felt a void in his heart, as if he had lost something extremely important.

The days and nights of the past three years flashed through his mind. Things he used to take for granted now seemed so distant, so luxurious, and completely irrelevant to him.

"Sir, do you still want your clothes?" a shop assistant asked cautiously as she approached.

"No, thank you." Lin Zichuan's voice was hoarse as he looked at the figure not far away, hesitant to speak.

There were some things he really wanted to tell Le Man in person, but his pride prevented him from saying them.

Lin Zichuan stood there for a long time, then suddenly turned around and left.

Inside the store, Zhang Yang glanced at Lin Zichuan's departing figure, then at Le Man, who really looked like a girlfriend buying clothes for her boyfriend.

"Everyone's gone, aren't you going to watch anymore?"

"I said I'd give you clothes, and I won't go back on my word," Le Man said with a gentle smile. "You just refused 300,000, how could I let you suffer a loss?"

"But did you check the price of this one you showed me?" Zhang Yang asked. "Seventy or eighty thousand..."

"Don't talk about the price, you forgot, I got tens of millions," Le Man said with a smile. "Come on, take a look."

She pulled Zhang Yang to stand in front of the mirror.

The boy in the mirror is an absolute clothes hanger.

The shop assistants on both sides kept praising him, and it wasn't just polite praise.

"It looks great, absolutely fantastic! I'll get you a leather accessory too." Le Man really was acting like a little rich woman.

Anyway, Zhang Yang, standing to the side, clearly sensed that the way the shop assistants were looking at him seemed a little strange.

To be honest, he really wanted to argue back.

He's a Hermes member, after all. While he may not be on par with those TR members who spend tens of millions over the years, he's still spent hundreds of thousands. How could he be misunderstood like this?

Sigh, I really want to show off my black card to prove myself.

"Here, this bag suits you too." Le Man smiled and handed Zhang Yang a men's bag that cost around 40,000 to 50,000 yuan.

This back-and-forth transaction amounted to over ten thousand.

"Really, no need. If you want to thank me, a meal is enough," Zhang Yang sighed softly.

"No, that won't do." Le Man's tone was gentle, but unusually firm. "Otherwise, I'll feel guilty."

"Alright, alright," Zhang Yang said helplessly, deciding to return it later if it didn't work out.

A moment later, Le Man took out her card from her bag and swiped it for nearly 140,000 yuan.

Zhang Yang suddenly froze, because he realized that he seemed to have overlooked something: the cashback incident last time.

The total quota was 200 million. After some maneuvering, there was still 15 million left, which means the girl needed to spend 150,000 more for him to reach the full quota.

He had already given up because he felt uncomfortable about indirectly getting girls to spend money on him and transfer money, even though the 100x cashback was very appealing.

Therefore, he took his profits and left the remaining 15 million untouched.

I thought it was going to go to waste, but unexpectedly, I got it in this way today.

"This is truly an unexpected stroke of luck," Zhang Yang thought to himself, looking at the nearly 14 million yuan cashback he had just received.

There's really no need to worry about the remaining small amount.

"Okay." Le Man walked up to Zhang Yang with two shopping bags and gently handed them to him.

"Thank you." Zhang Yang looked at Le Man, who had helped him get the last bit of credit, and when he looked at her again, he felt differently.

Intelligent, beautiful, and generous.

While buying him things, she inadvertently helped him earn fourteen million.

"You're welcome, you deserve it." Le Man pursed her lips and gently lowered her head. "Our fake boyfriend-girlfriend relationship should end now. By the way, wouldn't you say this is the shortest-lasting relationship in history? Hmm... even if we were just acting."

Zhang Yang looked at Le Man's slightly flushed face, and for some reason, he subconsciously reached out and pinched her cheek.

Instantly, Le Man trembled, looked up in disbelief, and took a step back.

Then, she turned around and faced away from Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang looked at his hands, feeling slightly embarrassed. He was just too impulsive; he'd only just gotten into the swing of things and was still in the zone, having completely forgotten he was acting.

He shook his head and smiled, quickly shaking off the awkwardness.

"Sorry about that earlier," Zhang Yang said naturally as he stepped forward.

"It's nothing." Le Man lowered her head slightly, her face flushed when she looked up. "Anyway, we've already hugged and kissed, so I'll just assume you're still in the mood."

Zhang Yang and Le Man walked side by side all the way.

On the way, Zhang Yang glanced at Le Man neck and wrists. "By the way, where are your necklace and watch? Did you return them?"

He had no doubt that Le Man once possessed these.

After all, even though they are a contractual couple, Lin Zichuan still needs a public image, and with Le Man's good looks, she certainly won't lack the necessary qualities.

You can tell just by looking at her designer clothes.

"Yes, I've returned them all." Le Man smiled gently and waved her slender, white wrist in front of Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang glanced at the Piaget store not far away, then turned around and grabbed Le Man's hand.

"Come with me."

Le Man followed Zhang Yang into the Piaget store, still in a daze.

Inside the Piaget, Zhang Yang looked at Le Man's wrist and then called over a salesperson.

"Zhang Yang, what are you doing?" Le Man asked timidly in a low voice.

"Don't you understand the principle of reciprocity? Here, I'll give you a watch." Zhang Yang smiled, then pointed to several watches he had his eye on and instructed the shop assistant to bring them out for him to try on.

The prices of these watches are all around 500,000 to 600,000 yuan.

Like a puppet on a string, Le Man watched as Zhang Yang gently took her wrist and let him help her try on the watch.

"This platinum diamond one is beautiful, so sparkly, it suits you perfectly." Zhang Yang's taste is now impeccable, not only in clothing but also in a wider range of areas.

"Fifty, five hundred and twenty thousand." Le Man gently took off her wristwatch.

"I know." Zhang Yang gently patted Le Man's hand and handed the watch to the salesperson. "This one will do."

He stood up, walked over, swiped his card, and paid—all in one smooth motion.

The watch costs 520,000, which seems like a lot, but he only received about 14 million in cashback because of Le Man, so this is far from enough as a token of his gratitude.

"Here, this is for you." Zhang Yang handed the watch directly to Le Man.

Le Man felt dizzy and disoriented.

They were just strolling around, and then they came in and bought a watch worth over 500,000 yuan? And they even gave it to themselves as a gift?

Even though she had just given Zhang Yang gifts worth over ten thousand yuan, this kind of reciprocal gift-giving was just too much...

"It's too valuable!" Le Man suddenly withdrew her hand instinctively.

"You can give me things worth tens of thousands, but I can't give you things? As for their value? They're alright." Zhang Yang casually flashed his Centurion Black Card.

Although the Centurion Black Card has been nerfed in various ways in China, it's still not something everyone can own.

As for the various testimonials from black card users online, making it seem like black cards are everywhere, that's just an illusion.