The next evening, when Song Mai was on her way home from get off work, Chu Xing tossed her a key.

She held the key and looked at it:

"This is?"

The man sat on the sofa, seemingly busy with something, and said without looking up, "It's an electric scooter my friend gave me. Here, take it."

Song Mai looked at him, but Chu Xing remained calm, showing no sign of emotional fluctuation.

"Bang!"

The next second, the key flew through the air in an arc and landed on the small coffee table in front of the sofa.

Chu Xing frowned as he looked at her, completely baffled by her behavior.

Does this mean they don't like it? Don't want it? Or what?

Song Mai said with a stern face, "I hate it when people lie to me."

Which friend would give away an electric scooter for no reason?

The woman still didn't open her mouth, but he heard her speak.

A bold idea came to Chu Xing's mind.

Could it be that those words weren't spoken by her, but rather reflected her true feelings?

Could it be that he can hear her thoughts?

Thinking this, he tentatively said:

“My friend sells electric bikes, but his shop went out of business. This bike was a demo unit, so he was selling it cheaply. I told him he was giving it to me for a very low price, practically giving it away.”

Upon hearing this, Song Mai's expression softened somewhat.

"Then it can't be considered a gift, it should be considered something you bought."

Her reaction made Chu Xing even more certain that his guess was correct.

However, it needs to be verified a few more times.

"Yeah, you could say that."

Chu Xing tossed the key back to her.

"Take it, it's not much money. Your car really can't support both of us."

Song Mai finally accepted the key.

"How much? I'll give it to you. You don't have any money to begin with and you're looking for a job. Transportation and such are all expenses. Don't buy me anything anymore. My bike is a bit old, but it's still usable. It doesn't have to be replaced. Besides, I usually ride it alone. You only ride it occasionally."

The man's long, slender, fair fingers rested on the small fan, and a dark current seemed to be surging in his eyes.

Even now, she is still trying to save him money.

Grandpa was right about one thing: you really can't find another woman like her.

He concealed the emotions in his eyes, "No need, I can afford this amount of money. Staying here has already saved me rent, so consider this car a thank you."

Song Mai thought for a moment:

“You ride first. When you go out to find a job or go to an interview, it’s expensive and inconvenient to take the bus or the subway. Why don’t you just ride your bike? Anyway, I can ride my bike by myself without any problem.”

The man refused without hesitation: "No need. I'm going to many far places, and it would be troublesome if the power went out on the way."

Song Mai didn't say anything more.

Chu Xing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she agreed to accept it.

However, the next day, when he got into his newly bought Lamborghini and took out his phone from his pocket, he pulled out 500 yuan.

Chu Xing looked at the five bright red Mao Zedong bills in his hand and felt a mix of amusement and exasperation.

He thought he had convinced the woman, but he hadn't at all.

They even went to great lengths to give him money.

Assistant Lu saw his actions in the rearview mirror:

"Why is Master Yun carrying cash now?"

The man glared at him:

"Drive carefully."

It seems this reason wasn't good; I'll have to think of another way next time.

At the same time, Song Mai felt at ease only after giving away five hundred yuan and then riding the new electric scooter.

She doesn't like owing others.

Although it was no big deal to buy her a small electric scooter at a low price as a way of expressing my gratitude, she still felt uncomfortable about receiving something for nothing.

The new electric car is great, it has plenty of power, and my commute to work has become much smoother.

Song Mai was in a good mood and hummed a song all the way to the company.

She had just parked her car when she bumped into Zheng Yao.

Zheng Yao glanced at her electric scooter and said sarcastically:

"You have quite a strong sense of self-esteem. You just said yesterday that your husband is poor and you went back to buy a new car. Do you think this little electric car can prove your financial strength? It's hilarious."

Song Mai scoffed lightly: "Money isn't important. At least I have a bottom line. I won't seduce other people's husbands."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yao's expression changed instantly.

"Who seduced someone else's husband! Don't make false accusations!"

"Oh……"

Song Mai couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Did I mention you? Did I mention your name?"

"you!"

"What do you mean, 'you'? Only the guilty party knows. Think long-term, stop staring at other people's husbands. Instead of wasting your time, learn how to be a decent human being."

She discovered that some people just couldn't be given the space they wanted.

The more you give in, the more they'll take advantage of you. It's better to be straightforward and confront them head-on; then they won't be able to say anything.

After saying that, she strode away without giving Zheng Yao a chance to speak.

Zheng Yao was so angry that her liver trembled, and she kept cursing, "Bitch! Bitch! You just wait! I'll make you pay!"

"Hey, who made our Yao Yao so angry?"

A black Brilliance BMW was parked on the side of the road. The window was rolled down, and Manager Fang Yu leaned out.

Upon seeing Fang Yu, Zheng Yao's voice immediately softened, her pretty face filled with grievance, and her voice sounded like a little girl's coquettishness.

"Manager Fang, it's all because of Song Mai, she bullies me every day!"

Zheng Yao was already quite pretty, and with her coquettishness, Fang Yu's heart almost melted.

"Tell me quickly what happened to her."

Zheng Yao pursed her lips, and the next second tears suddenly streamed down her face, making her look incredibly aggrieved.

“Yesterday her husband came to pick her up. Since it wasn't closing time yet, we sat on the sofa at the front desk for a while. Unexpectedly, he kept trying to talk to me and asking me all sorts of questions. I didn't want to talk to him, but considering that he was Song Mai's husband and a guest of the company, I chatted with him for a bit. I never expected that he would start touching me inappropriately…”

At this point, she cried even harder, as if everything she was saying had really happened.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Fang Yu slammed his fist on the steering wheel in anger:

"That's outrageous! How can someone who's already married still have such impure thoughts! Don't they know their place?"

Zheng Yao tugged at his sleeve, her voice trembling with tears:

“Manager, let’s just leave it at that. At least he didn’t actually harm me, and I don’t want to pursue it further. The problem is that Song Mai saw that scene, and she insists that I had improper thoughts about her husband and that I seduced him…”

As she spoke, Zheng Yao could no longer hold back, and tears streamed down her face, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

"But I really didn't! How could I possibly have feelings for a married man? Manager, you have to believe me!"

When the beautiful woman shed tears, Fang Yu felt extremely distressed.

He quickly got out of the car and handed her a tissue to wipe away her tears.

"I definitely believe you. Our Yao Yao is the number one beauty in the company, with countless suitors. How could she possibly be interested in her husband? This Song Mai is also clueless. It's no wonder she was blind to choose a scumbag, but instead she blames you."