After my divorce, I started to have good luck
Chapter 81 - 72: Change of Thought_2

Chapter 81: Chapter 72: Change of Thought_2

Chen Feng shook his head, "I’m unemployed myself now. What good could I possibly introduce? However, have you considered taking civil service exams?"

Xiao Ya nodded, "I’ve thought about it, but it’s very difficult. I have a relative who did well academically. She took the exams several times and passed the written test twice, but was always eliminated during the final interview stage. My grades are just average; it’s hard to pick up studying again after graduation."

"Then do you have any other ideas?"

Since she was going to be his mistress, Chen Feng felt it was appropriate to show some concern.

Xiao Ya paused to think for a moment, then said, "I’d like to start a small business, like opening a bubble tea shop or a coffee house, but I don’t have that much capital to start with."

After saying this, she blinked at Chen Feng with an expression that clearly showed her desire.

In Xiu Zhou City District, starting a store wasn’t easy without having five to six hundred thousand in hand.

A bubble tea shop was like this, not to mention a coffee house which involved more costs due to premises and operations.

And she definitely didn’t have that amount of money at the moment, so she was hoping to get some from Chen Feng.

That’s really something!

They hadn’t even made their relationship official yet, and here she was hoping to pull in investment, even an unreciprocated one. What an absurd thought.

Chen Feng was a gentleman, indeed, but not the foolishly generous type.

"This is a good idea," Chen Feng nodded in agreement, "but to manage a shop well, you surely need a comprehensive understanding of it. If you’re seriously considering opening either a bubble tea or coffee shop, you should first spend some time understanding how these businesses operate. Maybe work in these shops for a couple of months. Once you understand their operations, then I can consider investing in your venture."

After two or three months, they would have a better understanding of each other. By then, if they got along well and Xiao Ya performed impressively, Chen Feng certainly wouldn’t mind investing hundreds of thousands in her.

Besides, in two or three months’ time, he didn’t know if he’d still be around.

After all, investing in her business outright wasn’t feasible now. It wasn’t because he was stingy, but rather a basic principle of conduct.

No effort, no reward!

"That’s great! Thank you, senior."

Xiao Ya was clearly thrilled that Chen Feng had offered to invest, feeling that her gamble had paid off.

Chen Feng had a reputation for spending money generously.

Able to afford a room at a top-tier hotel for thousands a night, he surely wouldn’t mind spending on his woman.

"No need to thank me now; thank me when you get the money."

Chen Feng waved his hand modestly, though in truth, whether he’d really invest depended on her subsequent performance.

"Anyway, I still have to thank you." Xiao Ya smiled, her crescent-moon-shaped eyes looking pleasantly soft even behind glasses.

Chen Feng felt a slight flutter in his chest as he looked at her with a hint of passion, and naturally said, "Well, why don’t you go take a shower first?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ya blushed slightly, nodded gently, and obediently headed towards the bathroom with her head down.

Chen Feng couldn’t help but chuckle and shake his head, realizing he had ultimately become the kind of man he used to envy, despise, and be jealous of—a wealthy man with numerous women.

Whether deemed a jerk or a romantic, he was still the kind of man other males envied.

As the saying goes, a young man who isn’t frivolous is wasting his youth—not to mention, he was now a middle-aged divorced man. It was all the more reason to live life fully.

The notion of living for pleasure was inherently negative, but given his terminal illness and short time left, it was both pitiable and forgivable.

Consider it a final indulgence for himself.

While Xiao Ya showered, Chen Feng sat alone in the living room, diligently trying to justify his thoughts.

Over the past twenty-nine years, Chen Feng had never intended to become a jerk, though like many men, he had fantasized about having multiple women. But it was just that—a fantasy, never acted upon.

But ever since his diagnosis and divorce, he had rapidly embraced his inner jerk.

Strictly speaking though, he wasn’t really a jerk now. After all, Sun Xiaorui was just his kept mistress, not a girlfriend, and certainly not a wife.

So, having another mistress, if mutually agreeable, didn’t exactly constitute a betrayal of Sun Xiaorui... right?

Chen Feng could only console himself this way.

At the end of the day, his previous life was too conservative, too honest.

Now, possessing tens of millions, the idea of supporting another mistress still made him uneasy.

Yet in reality, he knew well: among the wealthy, having one mistress was normal; several was common; and even having dozens wasn’t unheard of.

Sometimes, reality was stranger and more absurd than fiction or films!

Chen Feng had been used to his loser lifestyle before, so much so that his mindset hadn’t caught up with his increase in wealth.

Of course, this kind of mindset change was definitely not good; it was corrupt and deserving of criticism.

But many things are like this, once your wealth and social status change, your mind gradually changes too.

It’s the influence of the environment and human nature.

Xiao Ya spent nearly half an hour in the bathroom before she shyly came out wrapped in a bath towel.

"Junior sister, if you want to regret now, it’s still not too late."

Chen Feng sat on the sofa, speaking words so hypocritical that even he despised them a bit.

At this point, really, saying it was just like farting.

Sure enough, Xiao Ya shook her head and said, "I don’t regret it. I believe senior brother, you won’t treat me badly in the future."

That was very true, Chen Feng never treated people he cared about poorly.

Including his divorced ex-wife Shen Lin— he had even thought about leaving her some money after his death.

But then he thought about her being sweet with another man using his money, and inevitably, he felt quite uncomfortable, so he gave up on the idea.

"Alright, let’s go to the massage room. Their essential oils are nice, and smell really good."

Chen Feng said with a smile as he stood up and headed towards the massage room.

...

The two stayed in that ancient-style villa for three days, eating the Western, Chinese, and buffet meals offered by the hotel’s restaurant.

All one could say was that expensive things have their reason for being so. Without going into details, the service here was just too good, something you wouldn’t get at other five-star hotels.

After three days, he left with Xiao Ya.

Xiao Ya went to the agency to process her resignation; she had called her manager the second day at the hotel and got it approved.

Employee turnover at real estate agencies is high, so quitting was convenient.

Whereas Chen Feng needed to stop by his small villa at East Lake first.

They had arranged for Chen Feng to help her move from her rented place tomorrow.

Xiao Ya was moving into a villa at Red Villa Bay tomorrow.

However, shortly after he got home, he received a call from Wu Mengting.

"Can you come over for our house moving tomorrow morning? You won’t be unable to come, right?"

Wu Mengting’s words were full of reproach from the get-go.

Previously, she had made plans with Chen Feng to go to an open-air concert, but he had ditched her last minute, leaving her quite moody for a couple of days.

Chen Feng had been inseparable with Xiao Ya that day, happy in the ancient-style villa without a care in the world—how could he possibly have gone to some nighttime outdoor performance with Wu Mengting?

He hadn’t thought about Wu Mengting these past two days, let alone remembered he had promised her and Lin Wan he would help them move.

Now that she mentioned it, Chen Feng remembered, then hesitated because he had also promised to help Xiao Ya move in the morning.

Quite the coincidence!

But Chen Feng immediately responded, "Of course I can come. Tomorrow morning, right? What time?"

Hearing Chen Feng’s response, Wu Mengting cheered up a bit and quickly said, "Come before nine o’clock, I’ll send you the address on WeChat later."

Chen Feng agreed without hesitation, "Alright, I’ll be there before nine o’clock tomorrow morning."

"Thank you so much. Tomorrow at noon, Lin Wan and I will treat you to a meal at the new house. We talked about it last time."

"Absolutely, I’d love to."

...

After chatting a bit more, they finally hung up.

After hanging up, Chen Feng immediately sent a WeChat to Xiao Ya, explaining he had something in the morning and would come over to help move in the afternoon.

Xiao Ya was very understanding and sent back an OK emoji.

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