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Tong Leyan reminded Ke Wenjie, "You must be careful not to get yourself into trouble! Quick money schemes lead to the underworld. You should know the meaning of 'reaping what you sow' by now. Don't make the same mistakes again!"
Tong Le left with Dao Wen, while Ke Wenjie remained in place, grabbing his car keys to head to the restroom and clean himself up.
In a hurry, he found the restroom and stood at the shared washing area, scrubbing off the sticky mess. Just then, a woman appeared beside him, offering a few wet wipes.
Ke Wenjie turned his head to see a woman with short hair, large eyes, and a cute appearance, dressed in a store uniform. She spoke gently, "Are you okay? This will help."
He took the wet wipes from her and thanked her.
The woman continued, "Was that your ex-girlfriend who threw juice and milk on you? It seems like women these days are quite crazy; they don't know how to behave in public."
Ke Wenjie casually replied, "That's my ex-wife. After our divorce, she couldn't stand seeing me do well."
The woman covered her mouth and chuckled. "So she's just jealous! I saw you getting bullied by those two women earlier, and you didn't even fight back. You really have a good temper—such a gentleman."
As he washed up, Ke Wenjie said, "Of course I can't fight back. I'm a man. Even if she put ten green hats on me, I wouldn't harm her. It's unacceptable for a man to hit a woman."
He turned to her and asked, "What's your name? Are you a staff member here?"
The woman nodded and introduced herself. "I'm Ge Miao, working in sales upstairs selling perfume. I just came down to grab a drink when I happened to see you being bullied by those two women."
After cleaning himself up, Ke Wenjie thanked her again. "Thank you! Let's add each other on WeChat; I'll transfer you some money for the wipes since you used most of your pack."
Ge Miao took out her phone, and they added each other on WeChat. Once the friend request was accepted, she quickly said, "The wipes don't cost much; there's no need for you to send me money. Just add me on WeChat. If you ever need perfume in the future, you can come to me for recommendations—especially for styles suitable for gifting your girlfriend."
Her words were laced with subtle hints.
Ke Wenjie could easily pick up on her intentions. In his previous years of flirtation, he had encountered many women like her—especially those who approached him directly!
He found Ge Miao's looks quite appealing; he wasn't fond of models with sharp features but preferred cute faces that seemed non-threatening—similar to Tong Le's style—easy to handle.
He had also been subtly establishing his image as a good man who wouldn’t resort to violence against women, even after being wronged by his ex-wife.
With a smile, he said, "Gifting perfume is nice and all, but I just got divorced not long ago. I haven't enjoyed single life enough yet—shopping alone, cooking alone—it’s quite nice."
Ge Miao raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling quite satisfied. In this day and age, encountering such a rare golden bachelor was truly not easy! Although he was divorced, he looked sharp in designer clothes and held a Rolls Royce key; any woman who didn’t cherish such a good man like him was foolish!
Ge Miao enthusiastically invited him, "How about this? Come upstairs to our counter and try some perfumes! We have men's fragrances too; I think one would suit your personality perfectly!"
Ke Wenjie readily agreed. "Sure! I have time right now."
He followed Ge Miao upstairs while observing her figure along the way. A brief fling wouldn’t be bad; after all the pressure from Hua Rongxiao at home, he needed an outlet to relieve his pent-up emotions.
Meanwhile, at the checkout counter...
Tong Le and Dao Wen were settling their purchases, but Tong Le frequently glanced around, unable to spot Ke Wenjie.
"Where did he get the money to afford a Rolls Royce?" Tong Le wondered aloud.
Dao Wen casually replied, "With a history of committing crimes, he must be involved in something shady—either selling stolen goods or dealing drugs. Who else could come up with that much cash in such a short time? We should report him to the police for illegal activities!"
Tong Le felt awkward and said, "You really have quite the imagination."
Dao Wen, holding the shopping bags, shrugged. "What else could it be? Who would just hand him money?"
Taking a deep breath, Tong Le pondered carefully. "I've known Ke Wenjie for many years, and I’ve never heard of anyone helping him buy a Rolls Royce. It’s his dream car, but I’m sure it’s not his. I saw a keychain hanging from the car keys, and underneath it was a green leather ring. He absolutely hates green, so that car definitely isn’t his."
Dao Wen teased, "Could it be that he’s being supported by a wealthy older woman? With his character, the only one who might take an interest in him would be an elderly lady nearing eighty who’s lost her marbles."
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