The image director quickly apologized: "You two look so much like a couple, so I misunderstood you as a couple. Sorry, ma'am and sir."

"A couple look like each other? Hehe~" Ye Fanzhi smiled and said, "Director, you misunderstood. We are not a couple. He is my...male best friend."

Male best friend? It's the legendary...

A couple had a quarrel and went to spend the night at the boyfriend's best friend's house.

She left her husband behind to travel with her male best friend and didn't come back for a few days.

After coming back, she complained that her husband was too stingy. He is my best male friend, why are you angry?

This is a male bestie!

Teacher Tony looked at Liang Canwen in surprise.

With such a tall and handsome male best friend, this lady’s husband must be very cuckold.

"Heh..." Liang Canwen smiled, "Best friends are not good things."

"What? Did the word 'best friend' bring back memories? Ah~ you——"

Ye Fanzhi wanted to act naughty, but Liang Canwen slapped her soft butt in front of all Tony teachers.

Ye Fanzhi uttered an "Ah~" sound, and her pretty face immediately turned red: "Liang Canwen, you spanked me in front of so many people, are you ashamed?"

"I'll give you a small punishment. If you laugh at me again, I'll take you to your dead husband's grave and spank you."

Hearing this, Ye Fanzhi laughed instead: "Great~ Let him see his wife being spanked."

Ah this!

My wife's XP is so strange.

Liang Canwen burst out laughing. He had become accustomed to Ye Fanzhi's frivolous way of speaking.

I wonder if she is always this flirty among her friends?

In front of Liang Canwen, she behaved very inappropriately.

Is he coveting me? Is he plotting something bad against me?

"Ma'am, please wait for me. I'll go and pay the bill."

Liang Canwen strode to the cashier to pay.

Tony and the other teachers believed it. This person was indeed her male best friend, otherwise how could she dare to spank him?

Liang Canwen paid for his haircut via WeChat.

[Ding! Invest in your own image management fee +2999, and the accumulated amount will double the amount of popular products]

This "Self-cultivation Card" does not specify any specific aspects that the host must start from. It depends entirely on the host's self-cultivation - because self-love is important. If one does not love himself, he needs the system to constrain his improvement. This is too unself-respecting.

This system of saving men has a high degree of freedom.

If you just lie down and play badly, and use this self-cultivation card to buy the most expensive one, instead of exercising self-discipline to improve your inner and outer qualities, just to get critical hits, the system will give you money.

The money is given by the system, but improving self-cultivation and managing internal and external image is up to you.

It all depends on the host's choice.

Liang Canwen chose the latter. He wanted to be a male god who was not only rich but also handsome and had good qualities.

Let's go! Keep investing in yourself and keep getting critical hit rewards!

After leaving the barber shop, the two got in the car. Ye Fanzhi fixed her hair in front of the mirror and said, "Let's go to the Bund. I'll treat you to dinner."

"Let me treat you to a meal. I don't like using women's money."

"Wow... You don't like to use women's money, you only like women to use your money, right? So your wife uses your hard-earned money to enjoy the pleasure of her adulterer."

"Madam, can you please stop hurting me all day long?"

"So you have to listen to me. I will use my dead husband's money to treat you to meals, shopping, and buy you underwear."

Liang Canwen chuckled: "Madam, what kind of logic is this? Buying those for me to wear for your enjoyment?"

Ye Fanzhi covered her mouth and smiled: "It's not impossible to do this, hehe."

"My wife is being dishonest again."

"Stop talking nonsense and drive quickly. Madam, I'm starving. But... this hairstyle I picked for you is really handsome."

"Is he as handsome as your dead husband?"

"Don't even mention the people who fell into the toilet and drowned in feces. It's disgusting. I don't even want to eat."

"Okay, okay, I won't mention your dead husband anymore."

"That's more like it."

Ye Fanzhi was humming a little tune while leaning on the passenger seat. Her long white legs were folded together under her skirt, her toes hooked in her high heels and swaying back and forth. She ordered a meal from a high-end restaurant on the Bund through her mobile phone.

"Liang Canwen!"

"No, I'm asking for your dead husband's name. Why are you calling my name?"

"Liang Canwen, don't mention him, OK? Otherwise I'll write a short essay on Xiaohongshu saying that the Bentley man molested me."

"Fuck, you're also a little fairy?"

"Hehehe~ If you ask me about my dead husband again, I will really turn into a fairy. Do you believe it?"

"Believe it, believe it, I'm convinced."

Liang Canwen is a man who was miserable by the little fairy.

He is really afraid of this kind of fairy.

Ye Fanzhi discovered Liang Canwen’s weakness—he was afraid of fairies.

…

The Bund.

Liang Canwen: "It's hard to park here. I'll go park the car and come find you."

"That restaurant across the street. I'll go in and wait for you."

Ye Fanzhi got out of the car and walked into the restaurant opposite. She was suddenly stunned because she saw a familiar person coming out from the bathroom and walking straight to a private room.

The royal city is here, which means the woman is here too.

Very interesting.

"Husband~"

Ye Fanzhi deliberately shouted loudly and walked up with her high heels clicking.

"!!!"

When Wang Cheng heard the voice, his head buzzed and he was petrified at the door of the private room. The door was half open, and Li Xingran was sitting inside.

They also happened to come to this restaurant for dinner.

Li Xingran also heard Ye Fanzhi's voice. He was not panicked, really not at all.

Today’s mistresses have very high psychological qualities.

Li Xingran is divorced, what is she afraid of? Ye Fanzhi is out there, right? Very good, let's take this opportunity to show our cards.

“No, no, no…”

Wang Cheng made a downward gesture, asking the lady in the private room to be patient.

Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, impulse is the devil.

Wang Cheng closed the door of the private room and his brain short-circuited. He had never encountered such a scene in his life.

It’s over, it’s over. It’s going to be a mess.

Stay calm, stay calm.

He tried to calm himself, put on the smile of a good family man, turned around and looked at Ye Fanzhi who was walking towards him.

"Honey, why is your forehead sweating?"

Ye Fanzhi walked over gracefully and calmly, took out a tissue to wipe Wang Cheng's sweat.

"No, no, I just came here after playing golf with a client. The air conditioning here is too high, it's a bit hot. Fanzhi, didn't you say you weren't going out today? Why are you eating at this restaurant?"

"I made an appointment with a friend to have dinner here. My friend went to park the car and will be here soon."

Ye Fanzhi smiled playfully and began to look forward to it.

This woman not only has 36D breasts, but also has a big heart. She was a little surprised when she saw Wang Cheng just now, but she has been calm and composed since then, not panicking at all.

Wang Cheng was extremely panicked, fearing that Li Xingran would suddenly jump out.

It would be terrible if my wife saw it and fought with her.

After all, my wife doesn’t know that I have a woman outside.

"Honey, the company's clients are inside. Why don't you open the door and let me in to meet your big client?"

Ye Fanzhi said this deliberately while admiring Wang Cheng's panicked yet calm look.

What should I do? What should I do? Wang Cheng's mind raced to find a reason not to let his wife in, but he was also afraid that Li Xingran would rush out.

Have we arrived at Shura Field so soon?

(End of this chapter)