I Treat You as My Sister, But You Want to be My Wife?!
Chapter 492: Should We Set It Down Here?_1

Chapter 492: Chapter 492: Should We Set It Down Here?_1

"Do you really want to leave so much money with me? Let’s not even mention that your bar hasn’t opened yet. Even if you did open, if something unexpected happens to me, wouldn’t you get nothing?"

"This is the first time I’ve seen a fool like you who can wholeheartedly dump a huge pile of cash onto a woman. Haven’t you heard that the prettier a woman is, the more likely she is to swindle money?"

Su Yun was no longer immersed in sorrow at that moment. After all, such a large sum of money in her hands felt like a hot potato. It was extremely difficult to handle. She clenched it so tight that not even the feeling of sadness remained—just the overwhelming sense of that large sum of money.

"Where would you go? What could possibly happen to you? As far as I’m concerned, you won’t run into trouble or go anywhere else. I have a keen eye for people. Whether you believe it or not, I always felt that you would achieve something great in the future. You just lacked an opportunity, and I am willing to give you that chance now. It’s up to you whether you can seize it."

After saying that, he didn’t add anything more and turned to leave. He couldn’t stay here blabbering away. If Kang Yue, waiting anxiously in the car, came down to ask, she would surely question why he did this—handing over the money to that woman in advance. Wasn’t he afraid of taking a loss?

She would surely overthink it. Taking care of such a woman was truly bothersome. Better to do less than more.

Su Yun originally thought he was joking, not realizing he seriously meant to leave. She now truly believed that he intended to leave the money with her and was at a complete loss for words.

But now she understood what he meant; he was indeed leaving it there.

For some reason, her heart felt slightly touched. The very attractive woman had indeed made the right choice. Who wouldn’t be moved by such a man? At that moment, she realized she too had begun to feel a flutter of attraction.

Facing her dire need for money, he had no reason to give her this sum. Yet, without saying much, he just threw her the card and left. Who wouldn’t like such a charismatic man?

He was countless times better than her ex-boyfriend. No longer dwelling in sadness, she wiped away her tears. Indeed, people are attracted to those who can simply toss out money.

She felt that she must do something meaningful, rather than sitting in this room crying alone every day. No amount of sorrow could outweigh the hard truths of reality.

When Shen Dong returned to the car, he could feel Kang Yue’s gaze piercing through him, causing him some discomfort. Indeed, he couldn’t hide anything from this wife; her quick-witted mind would overthink a few extra words spilt in conversation. It was better to be open and upfront. Before Kang Yue could speak, he spontaneously broke the silence.

"What I went down there for was to arrange something, to lay the groundwork for making more money in the future. Do you want to hear about it?"

After saying this, he glanced at Kang Yue to gauge if she was angry. If she wasn’t, he could continue explaining. But, if she was, well, he was in for trouble—he would have to spill everything.

"No, I didn’t ask what you were doing, and you don’t need to tell me. It’s as if I’m pressuring you, which isn’t necessary. We should be on our way; there are other places we need to visit," she said, sitting up straight and seeming utterly uncurious about the matter. Indeed, she had already seen where Shen Dong was heading—to return to that place and probably chat some more with that woman.

In her heart, she cursed that woman, thinking of her as a sly vixen. Even in this state, she could still lure people away—absolutely infuriating.

Once Shen Dong sat in the car, the temperature inside seemed to drop several degrees. It appeared Kang Yue was truly angry. He glanced at the driver, a tough-looking man who responded to Shen Dong’s look with a helpless smile, as if to express his own inability to assist.

Ignoring the situation, Shen Dong touched his nose and the car continued forward, though it looked like it would stop again soon in another small area. They were now looking for slightly above-average normal girls. Not everyone can be a great beauty, right? Where would that kind of luck come from? As they got out of the car, the driver waited for them to proceed.

They found a house and knocked on the door, which was in a poor neighborhood, but not quite as desperate. After they knocked, a very average-looking girl opened the door, though she had a stunning figure. This kind of person was naturally suited for working in a bar. People didn’t care about the face as much as a good figure.

Shen Dong didn’t beat around the bush. He simply greeted the woman politely, and she appeared somewhat puzzled. Why would someone come looking for her now?

"Hello, miss. May I know your name? We are recruiting for our bar and wondered if you might be interested in joining our establishment. If you are, you can review our contract. Our structure promises excellent prospects, and we offer salaries that are top-notch in the industry. Would you be interested in taking a look?"

After speaking, he handed her a contract. He distinctly refrained from asking to sit down inside, mainly for fear that the men accompanying him might be ensnared by these women’s charm. It was essential to maintain some level of sanity.

"Oh, let me have a look. I’ve actually been looking for a job lately. If it seems suitable, I might consider it," she said. Her slightly rebellious temperament meant she couldn’t stand staying there and was eager for a job, yet she couldn’t find the right one.

Although she wasn’t specialized in singing or dancing, the one thing she did enjoy occasionally was humming tunes. Having a sense of rhythm was enough.

After a brief review, the girl felt the job was quite simple and seemed well-suited for her. It was very laid-back, she loved going out at night, and the compensation offered was more than satisfactory. She had never seen so much money! Moreover, the idea that simply opening a bottle of wine for a man could earn her commission made her feel like this job was a gold mine.