After my divorce, I started to have good luck
Chapter 186 - 129: I Forgive You_2

Chapter 186: Chapter 129: I Forgive You_2

Chen Feng listened without surprise and guessed as much, chuckling, "Since he’s a rich guy driving a Mercedes, why don’t you give it a thought?"

Lin Yujiao rolled her eyes at him, disgruntled, "Do you think I’d follow any rich guy? Jiang Chao is just a lecherous creep. Not to mention he only wants me as his mistress, even if he was willing to marry me, I definitely wouldn’t marry him. No good end comes from being involved with that sort of person."

Chen Feng nodded in approval, "Your awareness is pretty commendable. That guy was eyeing you hungrily earlier; he’s definitely not a good guy. Plus, you saw it yourself, he had a young girl in her twenties with him, obviously another one of his mistresses. Someone who can’t even be faithful to the meal in front of him is even less trustworthy. And from what you’ve said, he must have a wife too, right?"

"He’s in his forties; of course, he has a wife, and a son who’s in high school."

"Having a wife and still fooling around with other women, he’s definitely a scumbag."

"That’s why I’m really scared of people like him. If I didn’t say you were my boyfriend, he would surely keep bothering me."

"Alright then. I forgive you."

"...What exactly are you forgiving me for?" Lin Yujiao looked completely perplexed.

Chen Feng said earnestly, "For having me pretend to be your boyfriend, of course."

"I... never mind you."

Lin Yujiao flipped her hair dismissively and quickened her pace.

Chen Feng laughed quietly and caught up to her from behind, finding this woman quite amusing. Sometimes she seemed very mature, and at other times, she was like a little girl.

"Just kidding, don’t be angry."

Chen Feng caught up with her, walking alongside her, and said with a smile.

Lin Yujiao tilted her head and said, "You... really know how to make a person mad with your words. If you keep this up, you’ll have a hard time finding someone."

"You’re wrong about that. Some women actually hope for a guy like me," Chen Feng said confidently.

"I doubt that," Lin Yujiao snorted.

"Don’t be so skeptical. Take my ex-wife, for instance; she liked me just the way I am."

"Then why did she divorce you?"

"...Okay, that comment really stings."

"You brought it up; don’t blame me," Lin Yujiao laughed.

Now it was Chen Feng’s turn to roll his eyes at her.

It wasn’t far to where the car was parked, and the two chatted as they walked, arriving shortly after.

Getting into the car and starting it up, Chen Feng said, "Should we go to the mall for a bit?"

"...I don’t mind."

Chen Feng glanced back and joked, "Didn’t you say your family was trying to get in touch with you, that you needed to go home?"

Lin Yujiao was slightly embarrassed but replied calmly, "It’s nothing urgent. It’s fine if I go back later."

"Well, how about giving me a massage then? I’ll pay you two thousand for an hour."

"Thanks, but I don’t do massages."

Lin Yujiao firmly refused.

"Alright then."

Chen Feng felt a bit disappointed but didn’t make much of it.

A few minutes later, the car passed by Baida Square, and Lin Yujiao suggested, "Take a detour, park in the underground garage. If we park on the roadside, we might get ticketed."

Chen Feng casually said, "Not going to the mall; let’s just go home. You shouldn’t keep your family waiting."

Lin Yujiao was taken aback at first and then felt slightly irked, keeping quiet after that. However, she couldn’t help thinking to herself that the man was quite petty.

The ride was silent, and the car returned to the auto beauty shop.

As she was about to get out of the car, Lin Yujiao spoke up, "I’ll be heading back to my hometown later, I may not have time tomorrow. I won’t be able to accompany you."

Chen Feng smiled nonchalantly, "Sure. If you don’t have time, of course, I won’t force you to accompany me."

Chen Feng agreed so readily that Lin Yujiao felt a bit embarrassed. After all, she had accepted his money, and it wasn’t a trivial sum—fifteen thousand, to be exact.

"Then... see you next time."

Lin Yujiao said, opened the car door to get out, then gave a nod to Chen Rui, who was washing cars. She paid for the car wash with a QR code scan and drove away in her red Lingdu.

Chen Feng was about to leave too when Brother Chao hurried over and knocked on his car window.

After Chen Feng rolled down the window, Brother Chao leaned in with a grin and whispered, "You took her out for so long, you didn’t go to a hotel, did you?"

Chen Feng hurriedly denied, his expression earnest, "Of course not. We just went to sing karaoke, then had some snacks."

Chen Rui, however, didn’t buy it and warned in a low voice, "I’ve got to tell you. Her uncle is my dad’s cousin. If you’re just playing around with her, it won’t end well in the future. That is unless you’ve broken up with that girlfriend of yours from Hui Province."

Chen Feng protested, innocence written all over his face, "I really didn’t. Right now, she and I are just friends, not even boyfriend and girlfriend. Brother, don’t overthink it. Anyway, I gotta go."

Chen Feng started the car and darted away.

Brother Chao had clearly misunderstood him. He never intended to start a relationship with Lin Yujiao from the very beginning.

When he got home, his mom was playing mahjong in the small convenience store, as usual.

He greeted his mom before heading to his own room in the back.

Once inside, he locked the door, took out a painting he had brought, and started to absorb and savor it.

At dinner, it seemed his mom didn’t know about him and Lin Yujiao, so she didn’t say anything about it.

In this incident, Brother Chao was actually reliable—he knew what should be said and what shouldn’t.

The next morning arrived quickly, another cloudy day, and Chen Feng got up at about 7:30 for his run as usual.

This time, he didn’t bump into Lin Yujiao; she was likely at her parents’ home.

Around noon, Chen Feng suddenly received a WeChat message from Lin Yujiao.

[Come to my store ASAP, SOS] followed by an emoticon of someone kneeling and kowtowing in plea.

Chen Feng thought for a moment and sent her an "OK."

Lin Yujiao immediately replied with a "Thank you, boss" emoticon.

Yu Jiao Clothing, Lin Yujiao’s shop, was on the same street as his home. He just had to turn left out of his house and walk straight ahead. After crossing the intersection and going a few more meters, he would reach it.

Approaching her store, he saw a Mercedes G5 parked outside and immediately thought of Jiang Chao.

Sure enough, as soon as he walked in, he saw the guy. He was at the counter in the back, animatedly chatting with Lin Yujiao.

"Yu Jiao, to be honest, it’s such a waste for you to stay in this small town. Listen to me, either open a store in the county or the city. If you’re short on money, I can lend you some, hundreds of thousands—I can transfer it to you anytime."

"You’re good-looking, affable, and enthusiastic with people. You’ve been in the clothing business for so many years, running such a small store in the countryside really misuses your talents."

Lin Yujiao just bowed her head, scrolled on her phone, and remained silent.

"Yu Jiao, who is this guy?" Chen Feng asked loudly on purpose.

Lin Yujiao turned to see Chen Feng and her stiff face broke into a sweet smile; she walked out from behind the counter with a coquettish tone, "Brother Feng, why did it take you so long? We agreed you’d help me mind the store."

Chen Feng had no choice but to play along, "Got tied up with something at home, sorry for being late."

"Really, you’d better not be late again next time."

Although Lin Yujiao said it like that, her attitude was very warm as she came over and hooked her arm through Chen Feng’s. Then she turned to the visibly upset Jiang Chao and said, "Sorry, Brother Chao. My boyfriend is a local, so that’s why I’ve set up shop here. I won’t be moving to the county or city, but thank you for your offer."

"Oh, it’s you," said Chen Feng, his tone unfriendly, "Yu Jiao is my girlfriend now, and I hope you won’t bother her anymore. It’s very tasteless and pointless for you to do this, you know?"

Chen Feng didn’t care about the other man’s background or wealth; he simply disliked him. Tired of putting up a polite front, he went straight to the point.

Men understand each other.

Not to mention, although he wasn’t Lin Yujiao’s boyfriend, he was her current companion—and one who had paid for her time. What was his was his; if someone else tried to encroach with their greedy paws, they were sure to be swatted away.

It was a simple matter of male pride.