The thoughts dispersed quickly and ca back quickly.
Because the man in front of her had finished his task, pinching her cheek and saying, "Check your mobile bank’s incoming ssage."
Wang Miaomiao picked up her phone, and without even unlocking the screen, she saw the ssage pop up.
Five million credited to the bank account.
This is real, hard cash.
Just given to like that?
No need for share collateral or any guarantee contract?
Truly generous!!!
Wang Miaomiao felt a burst of warmth in her heart and her gaze towards the man beside her beca heated.
Sun Dasheng chuckled and said, "What? So soon, you’re eager again?"
The eagerness in his voice was clearly alluding to sothing.
Wang Miaomiao’s cheeks reddened, her eyes blurry, leaning into him.
Alright then, another intense battle.
As night deepened.
Wang Miaomiao exclaid, how did it unknowingly beco so late.
She was a bit flustered, hastily dressing the man beside her.
"What’s the rush?" Sun Dasheng opened his arms, letting her busy herself.
"Didn’t notice the ti, it’s already eight, my husband will be ho soon."
"Oh, what if he cos ho and sees us?" Sun Dasheng teased her.
She paused, gritted her teeth, and said, "Then I’ll imdiately divorce him and leave with nothing."
"But don’t you abandon ."
Sun Dasheng laughed heartily, pinched her cheek, "Just teasing you, you have such a good relationship with your husband, why divorce?"
"Couples should just live their lives well together. Although your husband used to often mock , and my ex-wife frequently flaunted in front of thanks to your husband.
But I never took it to heart.
Don’t worry, I’m not a vengeful person."
Wang Miaomiao rolled her eyes at him, thinking to herself: Look at your expression, do you really seem like soone who doesn’t hold grudges?
It’s almost like you want to write the words ’I’ll cuckold you to avenge the past’ on your forehead.
"Alright, ti’s almost up, you should go, I won’t see you off, bye! Take care on the road!"
Sun Dasheng remained at the door, unmoving.
Wang Miaomiao helplessly walked over, stood on tiptoe, and pecked him on the lips, "There, happy now? Bye, any longer and it might be too late."
"Hmm, bye, it was delightful conversing with the lady today, farewell!"
Quoting a line from a TV drama, Sun Dasheng walked away gracefully.
Underground parking lot of the community.
Old Wang, who had a tough day at the office, got out of his BMW and saw the Rolls-Royce parked nearby, feeling a bit stunned.
He wondered when soone so wealthy moved into our community?
A car worth over a million is not for soone living in a million-dollar house.
It’s quite conspicuous parked here.
However, he didn’t think too much about it, as the company matters were already plaguing him; he just wanted to quickly get ho to his wife and kids for comfort.
On the way to the elevator, he saw an old acquaintance.
He straightened his clothes, paused to greet, "Da Sheng, you look all dapper, here to do so sales in our community?
I heard you lost your job after the divorce, now working sales in so company, what do you sell? Introduce it to , maybe I can support you."
The sa old sarcastic tone.
He’s heard such words many tis from this guy.
Wang Zihua, with his successful career, making big money, driving luxury cars, living in mansions, used to often criticize him at their get-togethers.
Back then, Old Wang, in his forties, marrying a young wife in her twenties was naturally flaunting everywhere.
He, Sun Dasheng, beca rely a backdrop for others.
Now in his fifties, looking sixty because of the company issues.
Standing in front of the charming and dashing Sun Dasheng, of course, seed a notch lower.
This is why he was so rude upon their eting.
Seizing the opportunity to speak.
Grabbing the higher ground in conversation.
Unfortunately, he didn’t realize that Sun Dasheng was no longer the naive person he thought, nor was he the once-glorious figure.
Sun Dasheng walked over and casually patted Old Wang’s shoulder, "Long ti no see, still strong and vigorous, I see."
One sentence almost broke Old Wang’s defense.
"You’re not wrong, I’m here to do sales." He silently added, here to lie in your bed and watch how your wife sells herself.
"Oh, to be precise, I’m here to learn sales, those senior experiences are all valuable assets, I have to seize the ti to learn them."
Wang Zihua, feeling uncomfortable, shrugged off the hand on his shoulder.
Arrogantly said, "That’s the right attitude, study hard, improve daily.
I have matters at ho, so I’ll leave first. If you ever have good products, feel free to sell them at my ho, I’m wide open to you."
With that said, handsoly left with his arms behind him.
Sun Dasheng amusingly watched him leave, secretly thinking: You’re too late. No need for you to open your doors, your wife has already opened hers to .
Got into the car, drove away.
Upstairs.
Entering the room.
Wang Zihua slled a strange odor, but it quickly disappeared, replaced by jasmine freshener.
As he changed shoes and put his briefcase on the cabinet, he shouted to his wife in the house: "Honey, you’re so thoughtful, knowing I’d co back, you deliberately sprayed my favorite jasmine scent at ho?"
Wang Miaomiao sat on the sofa, not even bothering to move, glanced at him, then turned her attention back to the TV.
Seeing himself ignored.
Wang Zihua felt an indescribable frustration.
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