As night fell, Wang Lin's home shone brightly, attracting a large number of guests who gathered to toast and exchange drinks.

"Mmm, it tastes delicious."

"I want a big lobster!"

Zhong Rou ate heartily the delicious food on the table. She couldn't understand why these people weren't eating properly, but instead wandering around with their glasses of wine and chatting aimlessly.

She was enjoying her meal when she suddenly felt someone watching her. Looking down, she saw a little boy staring at her curiously.

"What are you looking at, little brat?"

"Get out of the way, don't delay my meal."

"Little brat, I'll show you a special skill."

Zhong Rou picked up a large lobster, stuffed it into her mouth, swallowed it whole, and then let out a burp: "Uh..."

She said to the little boy with a hint of pride, "Am I handsome, sister?"

The little boy froze for a few seconds, then his lips trembled, and he burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

I've never seen such a gaping maw before, it looked like it was about to swallow him whole.

That's terrifying.

Zhong Tingyue received many business cards while accompanying Chu Fang for a short time. They were all from high-society people and company bosses, who all possessed considerable influence.

"Why would I need to open a studio? I can just accompany you to social events every day." Zhong Tingyue looked at the business card in her hand. She could easily secure a lot of business projects with just one phone call.

"Then don't open it."

“No way!” Zhong Tingyue shook her head and refused. “Mountains crumble when you rely on them, and men run away when you rely on them. There’s not a single good man out there.”

Chu Fang: "Am I not a good person?"

"You're a piece of trash."

Chu Fang: "???"

"But it's not a good thing either."

Zhong Tingyue, you must have a serious illness.

Not long after the social gathering, Wang Lin's wife pulled Zhong Tingyue away and went to a group of wealthy women. She added many of them on WeChat and learned a lot about luxury goods.

These wealthy women kept talking about LV, bespoke tailoring, Chanel, and the like. Zhong Tingyue didn't know anything about these things and couldn't join the conversation, so she could only force a smile.

Aside from luxury goods, these wealthy women talked most about their husbands, how to please them, and the various methods they used.

Even though Wang Lin's wife comes from a prestigious family and is well-off, the conversation still revolves around her husband.

Zhong Tingyue felt very awkward.

"Perhaps this place is not right for me."

Not long after, Zhong Tingyue left the circle of noblewomen, then gave Chu Fang a wink. The latter understood her intention and then bid farewell to Wang Lin before leaving.

"Hey? Why did they leave?" Wang Lin asked his wife.

"I don't know." Wang Lin's wife shook her head. "Honey, I bought a beautiful dress. I'll wear it for you tonight."

"good."

... ...

Stepping out of the villa, Zhong Tingyue let out a breath, feeling much more relaxed.

My sister-in-law got up early today and had been out all day, so she was feeling drowsy. Chu Fang carried her on his back, and she immediately fell asleep. He walked slowly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm not feeling well."

My head feels uncomfortable.

"almost."

Zhong Tingyue recounted everything she had seen and heard to Chu Fang, then hesitated before asking, "Is this the circle of noblewomen?"

"Pretty much," Chu Fang replied. "That kind of wife is the dream of most men."

Zhong Tingyue brushed a strand of hair from her forehead: "Is that your dream?"

Chu Fang tilted his head: "What do you think?"

"yes."

"Zhong Tingyue, you bastard."

"My sister is on your back."

"..." Chu Fang was speechless for a few seconds, then said softly, "Whether it is or not is not important. What is important is that I like you, Zhong Tingyue, the real you, not all the so-called gentle actions you take to please me."

“Mr. Chu, I’ve suddenly realized something.”

"What's up?"

“You’re pretty shameless,” Zhong Tingyue continued. “Not shameless in a despicable way, but shameless in a very shameless way. You like being abused.”

"roll!"

Zhong Tingyue linked arms with Chu Fang and walked slowly. The moon was particularly bright tonight.

Suddenly, Zhong Tingyue slapped her forehead: "Oh right, I just remembered something. Mr. Chu, how many connections do you actually have?"

It seems that in her impression, Chu Fang was able to accomplish difficult things very easily, and this was all thanks to his connections.

"Not much," Chu Fang shrugged. "I've had dinner with Bill Gates, played League of Legends with Elon Musk, discussed the meaning of life and its destination with Ma Yun, and talked about stocks with Warren Buffett... ..."

"Stocks?" Zhong Tingyue became interested at this point. "Oh right, I remember you made your fortune in cryptocurrency, and then achieved financial freedom through stock trading."

"Yes."

Zhong Tingyue's eyes were burning: "Then you tell me to trade stocks. I've lost a lot of money on stocks these past few days. You have to help me win it back."

Chu Fang: "... ..., I was just kidding, do you believe me?"

Zhong Tingyue shook her head: "I believe everything else, but I don't believe this one."

She witnessed more than ten million yuan arriving in her account every day.

"I don't care, just pick some good stocks for me, I want to make a lot of money."

“... ..."

Oh no!

Damn it!

I'll pick a der stock!

I have cheat codes.