"Mr. Chu?!"

Just as Chu Fang was feeling bored, a soft voice echoed around him.

Following the sound, one could see a beautiful woman in a cheongsam. The delicate silk seemed like the gentlest moonlight in the night sky, outlining a unique Eastern charm.

Her hair was styled in a high bun, with a few stray strands falling loosely. She wore a pair of delicate pearl earrings, carried a small bag, and her exquisite face was full of surprise.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Yes." The woman in the cheongsam moved gracefully, and upon seeing Chu Fang sitting in a wheelchair, she frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

"I twisted my ankle by accident," Chu Fang shrugged.

"Let me rub them for you." The woman in the cheongsam squatted down, her figure fully displayed, and she didn't care whether Chu Fang's feet were clean or not.

Chu Fang let the woman massage him, and while doing so, she asked, "What brings you here today?"

"boring."

The woman in the cheongsam pursed her lips slightly, her eyes shimmering as she gazed at the sky outside and said, "Is it really nice?"

Chu Fang tilted his head: "? What's good about it?"

"I'm planning to leave and resign," the woman in the cheongsam said softly. "I was hoping to see you again before I resign."

"Oh~~~" Chu Fang understood. "Then congratulations."

"I can't do without your help."

"It has nothing to do with me. It's just your own effort. In this world..."

The woman in the cheongsam firmly stated, "It's related."

"...Whatever you want." Chu Fang said dismissively.

There are many unfortunate people in the world, Zhou Qiong is one, and this woman in the cheongsam is another.

People often say that technicians never tell the truth.

As the saying goes, the father gambles, the mother is sick, and the younger brother is still studying; he's just started in this line of work and isn't very familiar with it yet...

The woman in the cheongsam in front of me perfectly fits the above criteria.

Coming from the countryside, her father gambled away the family's fortunes and disappeared, her mother suffers from asthma and heart disease, and her younger brother is still small, so the heavy burden of the family rests on her shoulders.

I entered this industry against my will.

"I will always remember your help." The woman in the cheongsam blinked, as if recalling, "When I first came here to work, I encountered a client who tried to grope me. I was so anxious that I almost cried. You saved me."

This industry is inherently intertwined with transactions involving money and sex, but she entered it not to sell her body, but simply to earn money through her skills.

However, some customers didn't think that way, which led to conflict. With the conflict, the manager naturally sided with the customers and threatened to fire her. She panicked and lost her composure, but Chu Fang came to her rescue.

From then on, Chu Fang would always request her when he went to this bathhouse. He had deposited hundreds of thousands of yuan into her account. With Chu Fang as his powerful backer, the manager no longer dared to raise his voice at her and could focus on his own work.

It's that simple.

"Hey, no need to dwell on it too much, look forward." Chu Fang shook his head. "By the way, how's your mother's illness?"

The woman in the cheongsam said dimly, "She passed away."

"Feel sorry."

"It's alright, it's all in the past." The woman in the cheongsam rallied herself and smiled.

Chu Fang asked, "So what are you planning to do next?"

"I am honored to receive your care. I have saved a lot of money, enough to raise my younger brother. I have graduated from university and plan to take the postgraduate entrance examination in December." The woman in the cheongsam told her about her plans.

That's right, the woman in the cheongsam is a genuine college student, even a graduate of a 211 university.

But there's nothing we can do about it; these days, even the best education might not be as good as a technician's income—that's just how it is.

"That's good." Chu Fang nodded.

"By the way, please wait here for a moment." The woman in the cheongsam stood up and went to the workroom. A few seconds later, she came out with a delicate little box and handed it to Chu Fang: "I hadn't seen you for a long time and was planning to have the manager give it to you, but since I can see you today, I'll give it to you personally."

Chu Fang accepted the box, opened it, and inside lay an exquisite watch.

He accepted it: "Thank you."

"That's what I should be saying," the woman in the cheongsam shook her head.

The two chatted idly, and soon they heard Zhong Rou shouting and yelling. She was kicking her calves and making fist gestures while saying things like "Hmph, hmph, hah."

"Brother-in-law~~~" His voice could be heard from afar. He quickly ran closer, tilted his head slightly, and looked up at the woman in the cheongsam in front of him. "Hello."

"Hello." The woman in the cheongsam smiled slightly and took out two red envelopes from her pocket, handing them to her sister-in-law and Wenqing. "It's nice to meet you for the first time, please don't mind."

The sister-in-law glanced at Chu Fang, who shrugged, indicating it was fine. The sister-in-law narrowed her eyes, accepted the red envelope, and said sweetly, "Thank you, beautiful sister. You're even prettier than my sister. I wish you were my sister."

If Zhong Tingyue heard these words, she would be furious.

But there's nothing she can do; Zhong Rou only cares about money, not people. Whoever gives her money, she considers them better than her older sister.

"I hope so too." The woman in the cheongsam smiled.

The woman in the cheongsam saw the three off until they reached the door, where she watched them get into a car and disappear from sight.

Her eyes were crystal clear, and she was biting her crimson lips.

Several colleagues nearby craned their necks and asked, "Who is that, sister? How could you treat her like that?"

The woman in the cheongsam was one of the top technicians at the bathhouse, and she had many high-quality clients. However, she treated all of them equally, and this was the first time the women had ever seen her so respectful.

She replied, "Mr. Chu."

"Oh, I see. He is the Mr. Chu you often talk about."

"So handsome."

"I wish he were my boyfriend. He's handsome and rich, he's my dream man."

“Have you no shame? That’s my sister’s boyfriend.” One of the colleagues put his hand on the woman in the cheongsam’s shoulder.

The woman in the cheongsam chuckled softly, remaining silent.

Just then, her phone rang. Upon seeing the message, the woman in the cheongsam's eyes welled up with tears. Seeing her tears, several of her colleagues looked at the screen.

The screen clearly displayed: Industrial and Commercial Bank of China's revenue was one million.

The group gaped in astonishment.

For ordinary people, this is a number that is unattainable.

"This is?"

"Was it a bank mistake? Did they transfer the money to the wrong account?"

“... ..."

Several colleagues were talking.

The woman in the cheongsam opened WeChat and sent a message to Chu Fang, intending to retract it, but the message only showed a red exclamation mark. She immediately broke down in tears and headed to her workroom.

The group looked at each other in bewilderment.

"What's going on?" one of the simple-minded men asked.

"Idiot!" Another colleague tapped the simple-minded man on the head. "It's obvious that the money was transferred by that Mr. Chu."

"I see... ..."

"Waaaaah, I wish I had an 'older brother' like that, then I could just relax and do nothing for the rest of my life."

"Have you no shame? Only you want to? I don't?"

"whee... ..."

... ...