"Haha... Is it not because my husband bears the burden of life for me that I can afford not to work?"

Over the phone.

"..."

After a while, "Miao Miao, what do you mean by that?"

"Uh... sorry, Lee Li, I forgot, you just got divorced recently and no longer have a man to shield you from the wind and rain.

Now you have to rely on yourself for everything, it's really tough."

Lee Li was defenseless.

She wanted to swear.

But she didn't dare.

Because this girlfriend, rich and powerful, she still wanted to ingratiate herself with her.

"Miao Miao, please just say a few less words, don't stab me in the heart again."

Lee Li's voice was very low, one could tell her mood was not good.

If it was good, it would be a ghost.

After the divorce, everything went wrong.

First, the man she thought she could rely on after marriage, Wang Jiadong, disappeared without a word.

Left her hanging.

Not only did he block her on phone and WeChat, but even the companies he boasted about changed owners.

Completely vanished from the city of Shanghai, lost in a sea of millions, when someone deliberately wants to avoid you, it's impossible to find them.

Then there's ex-husband Sun Dasheng, who rose immediately after the divorce, achieving great success.

She wanted to reconcile after regrets set in, but he trampled on her last shred of dignity.

Want to remarry?

No way in hell.

Watching her ex-husband living lavishly in front of her, surrounded by beauties, luxury cars, and houses in abundance.

The pain in her heart was indescribable at that moment.

Regret so deep, the words used to describe it seems insufficient to express the bitterness she felt.

But unfortunately, it's useless.

There's no one who would even glance back at you.

Sunset, you weren't there, sunrise, who are you?

Now, she's working a job she used to look down upon, earning a meager salary, barely enough to cover rent and living expenses each month, everything before the divorce: traveling, shopping, fitness, beauty treatments, all unrelated to her now, farther than ever.

Now she realizes, having had such a diligent husband was such happiness.

The man she married was actually better than 90% of women's husbands.

At the time, she thought it was just ordinary.

Now, it's like a dream bubble.

"Whew..." Wang Miaomiao let out a big sigh, the man behind her was already zoned out.

"Alright then, let's talk another time." She ended the call without any regard for her friend's feelings.

Don't go down yet, let me clean you up.

"Clean up, not in the bathroom?" Sun Dasheng asked puzzled.

Wang Miaomiao licked her lips, "Just lie down and watch how I clean you up."

"Alright." Sun Dasheng was curious to see.

"Amazing!" Truly incredible.

A married woman really is a gem among women.

So skilled!

However, the two still went to the bathroom afterward, as they were clean but the stickiness was irritating.

After the shower, Wang Miaomiao handed him a bath towel, "It's my husband's; it's a bit small on you, manage with it."

"Did you and your husband always just manage as well?"

That question rendered Wang Miaomiao speechless.

She went to the sofa, took out a lot of fruits from the fridge, arranged them nicely, then personally fed them to Sun Dasheng.

Such attentive service!

"Tell me, how much do you need?" Sun Dasheng knew there's no such thing as a free lunch.

Wang Miaomiao peeled a lychee, revealing the tender white flesh and popped it into Sun Dasheng's mouth, saying with a smile: "I need about five million to revitalize my shop."

Seeing the man next to her ponder, thinking he was unwilling, she quickly added: "I know it's a big number, money doesn't come from thin air, if you provide the funds, I'll give you shares in the shop."

Sun Dasheng spread his arms, Wang Miaomiao immediately understood, and obediently nestled into his embrace.

She wrapped her arms around his waist and said: "As long as you can give me this emergency fund, I'll always be yours, my body belongs only to you."

Sun Dasheng held her head, gently stroking her hair, smiling: "Do you have such little confidence in your taste?"

What does that mean?

Wang Miaomiao looked up at him in confusion.

"Just a mere five million, why go through all these unnecessary hoops? Do I look like I lack this money?"

The man's words immediately made her realize she underestimated him.

It wasn't his wealth she underestimated, but his generosity.

Don't be fooled by her just running a second-hand luxury store, she has interacted with quite a number of wealthy people.

Accurately speaking, it's their wealthy families she interacts with, mostly wives, some gigolos too.

From their conversations, she learned most rich people tend to be stingy, especially the self-made first-generation wealthy folks.

Because they believe their money was earned through hard work and sweat.

So they tend to be frugal, that's the nice way to put it, but truthfully, most of them are cheapskates.

Otherwise, why would their wives, mistresses bring their unused second-hand bags to exchange for cash, because sometimes the living expenses given are really insufficient.

Yet this dear friend's ex-husband seemed different from her imagination, he was more like a rags-to-riches nouveau riche, or perhaps inherited a fortune from nowhere.

Regardless, spending money never caused him any heartache, he was very generous.

Undoubtedly, from a lover's standpoint, this kind of man is the best.

Guess only his wife would worry about his extravagance, right?

But, does he have a wife?

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