All-round Powerful Zhou Jialu

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Though to the girls, Tao Mengfei’s style seemed a bit outdated, like the classic image of a nouveau riche’s second wife.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!"