Financial freedom… they make it sound so easy.
These colleagues of mine, their chatter is way too frivolous, totally unreliable.
Tao Mengfei sneered inwardly.
She felt that the things her colleagues just said were full of contradictions.
Dating a junior, and then suddenly financial freedom??
How could there be a guy younger than her who’s also so willing to spend money?
Of course, this was just Tao Mengfei putting herself in the picture. She hadn’t even seen this junior named “Zhou Jialu,” so she had no idea what she looked like.
Maybe she was naturally stunning and knew exactly how to act cute to win over men.
Ah, let’s just hope she’s not some kind of scammer… Second or third generation rich kids? They’re never that easy to handle. Even if the young master is a bit naive and loaded with cash, his parents behind the scenes aren’t fools—they wouldn’t let some gold digger grab hold of the family money so easily.
“Finding a good match is a blessing, but before you get the marriage certificate, it’s best not to leave the workplace. Otherwise, if something happens later, you just never know,”
Tao Mengfei said with a smile.
She wore that preachy expression.
It made the salesgirls roll their eyes in secret.
But it was only silent grumbling; none of them dared show their displeasure.
After all, she’s a rich wife now.
You’re decked out in LV, you’ve got swagger.
Though to the girls, Tao Mengfei’s style seemed a bit outdated, like the classic image of a nouveau riche’s second wife.
Still, she was way ahead of them.
They spent their days running their mouths, working hard selling cars to earn commissions.
Saving for months, they could only afford a bag like the one Tao Mengfei had.
Yet some couldn’t help but gossip:
“I’ve seen Jialu’s boyfriend, he really treats her well. He bought her a C260L before, no hesitation at all, just blinked and it was done… and Jialu’s bag is a runway limited edition, you know.”
“Haha, you mentioned that? I remember—her bag’s pricier than the car I drive.”
Hearing this, Tao Mengfei’s expression grew serious.
She vaguely recalled when she and her husband went shopping and saw the just-arrived limited edition at the LV flagship store.
But the second time she went, it was gone.
The clerk said it was bought by a very young couple.
That explanation made Tao Mengfei’s cheeks flush.
What’s with the “young couple” label?
Did she really look that old?
Women who rely on their looks hate feeling aged.
Because she’d blushed back then, she remembered the incident clearly.
“Is the bag you’re talking about the Murakami collaboration painted series?” Tao Mengfei asked.
“Huh?”
Everyone shook their heads.
Who here knows about these things?
Honestly, the girls had no clue about luxury brands.
Even if they studied it, they couldn’t afford it.
Luckily, Tao Mengfei’s question was soon answered.
“Oh, everyone’s here! So lively!”
Zhou Jialu approached gracefully, like a streak of light appearing in a dark field, drawing the gazes of many.
There were plenty of beauties at the auto show, but someone of her caliber was truly rare.
After all, Zhou Jialu had a natural, sexy charm far better than those plastic faces.
Her style and dressing were also the height of luxury.
Su Bai loved buying her high-end luxury goods, and she loved wearing them.
Their mountain-view duplex apartment had plenty of storage space.
So, every time Zhou Jialu went out, she could effortlessly put together a dazzling new outfit.
Tao Mengfei stared at her for a moment, then quietly asked the salesperson beside her, “Who is she?”
“That’s Jialu, the girl we just mentioned.”
Although Zhou Jialu was a senior at Jiangcheng University, a fourth-year student, in the 4S dealership circle, she was still considered a fresh-faced junior.
Because of this, everyone liked Zhou Jialu much more than Tao Mengfei.
Tao Mengfei came across as a bit pretentious.
Zhou Jialu, on the other hand, was much more approachable.
After some small talk, Tao Mengfei found an excuse to leave, her face slightly flushed with embarrassment.
Coincidentally, both she and Zhou Jialu were wearing LV today.
Same brand, but the other woman’s outfit was obviously from a higher tier, more luxurious overall.
Not to mention the bag Zhou Jialu carried — the very one Tao Mengfei had set her heart on.
Back then, Tao Mengfei really wanted it, but her husband was indifferent, clearly unwilling to spend that much just to satisfy her vanity.
So she never brought it up again.
For a mistress to rise, she had to provide emotional value. Excessive demands, if frequently voiced, would only make her disliked.
Those in their line of work understood this all too well.
“Damn, where did this junior come from? Her skills are unreal… I wonder how she managed to charm him,” Tao Mengfei thought, genuinely envious.
Zhou Jialu was the ultimate upgraded version of herself in every way — even her looks and figure outshone Tao Mengfei.
She had to keep a low profile and avoid clashing with her.
Meanwhile, on the other side,
Tao Mengfei’s husband was standing with his hands behind his back, his belly sticking out, strolling over to a vintage manual transmission sports car.
This car wasn’t expensive, but it had great potential for modifications.
This particular one had been customized and even displayed at a car show for enthusiasts.
Coincidentally, Su Bai’s gaze was also drawn to this car.
The wealthy man glanced at him and smiled warmly, “Young man, you like this style too?”
“Not bad, but my driving skills are average. I haven’t really driven a manual before.”
“Haha, I’d love to try it, but with this big belly of mine, sitting in there would be a tight squeeze,” the man joked self-deprecatingly.
Su Bai smiled but said nothing more.
He wasn’t particularly interested in the so-called driving pleasure.
Mainly because he hadn’t acquired any racing skills yet, so no point in showing off.
When he previously got the Mercedes GLE, the driving skills “Tongzi” gave him were more suited for everyday driving — racing on the track required a different set of skills.
Su Bai was cautious; after all, ever since getting the system, every day was pure enjoyment.
His main focus was on buying sports cars. Today, he planned to pick two to fill the four parking spaces that came with the mountain-view duplex.
He hoped for some cashback and, ideally, to push his savings up to a hundred million.
Ah, spending money sure was tough!
Before coming, he hadn’t realized just how many types of sports cars there were. After looking around, his eyes were a bit overwhelmed.
He really needed someone knowledgeable to guide him.
“Junior, I’ve finished chatting with my old colleagues~”
Zhou Jialu’s voice floated over from behind.
She bounced over, linking her arm through Su Bai’s.
"Well, did you manage to satisfy Senior Sister's desire to show off in front of everyone?"
"What are you talking about! I just exchanged a few words with them, it wasn’t like I was trying to put on a show… Hey, you know, I just ran into a former employee from the shop. We never actually worked together, but that sister married a boss. She’s not even thirty yet, but she looks so much older already. Do you think I’ll end up looking that old in a few years?"
A worried expression appeared on Zhou Jialu’s face.
Unexpectedly, after chatting with her old colleagues, she found herself troubled by thoughts like these.
"Why worry about that? You’re still so young, only 22!"
"Yeah, but you and those girls are all under twenty. When I hit thirty and start to lose my charm, they’ll be in their prime. Just thinking about it puts so much pressure on me!"
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
