Tenfold cashback: How I manipulated my ex-girlfriend on the plane

"How do you plan to compensate me?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

Guan Yao remained silent.

She simply bent down gently.

In the cramped bathroom at 10,000 meters altitude, the low rumble of the plane's engines hummed softly. She answered with her actions.

…………

Twenty minutes later.

Guan Yao straightened up, her cheeks slightly flushed, as if she had just emerged from a thrilling contest. But her expression was calm to the point of being indifferent, as if what had just happened was nothing more than a routine matter.

She straightened her uniform collar in front of the mirror, her fingertips brushing through her hair as she meticulously fastened a hair clip. Her movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

"This is the last time." Her voice was neither loud nor soft, as if announcing a final verdict. "If we meet again, we'll be strangers."

She turned to look at Chen Mo, her eyes filled with no lingering affection, no resentment, only a sense of relief after turning the page completely.

"Let's part amicably and not drag this out."

After saying that, she pushed open the door, listened for two seconds to make sure no one was in the hallway, and then stepped out.

The high heels clicked softly on the carpet, barely audible. Her back was ramrod straight, her steps calm and composed, as if she had shed a heavy burden, feeling a sense of lightness.

Back at her workstation, Guan Yao once again donned that professional smile. A slight upturn at the corners of her lips, her eyes expressionless.

It was as if that brief farewell was nothing more than a trivial moment of distraction.

Her life never stopped for anyone.

Inside the restroom.

Chen Mo stood in front of the sink, looking at himself in the mirror.

His face was rosy, he looked refreshed, and exuded an indescribable sense of joy.

To be honest, what happened just now was completely unexpected.

He knew from his time with Guan Yao that she was quite daring in this area, often taking the initiative. But he never imagined she would be this bold. This was on an airplane, and she was a flight attendant on duty. This kind of scenario was something he'd only ever seen in adult movies; he never thought it would actually happen to him.

That's exciting. That's fucking exciting.

However, Guan Yao's attitude was clear. This was the last time; from now on, they would go their separate ways.

Chen Mo smiled at himself in the mirror, feeling no lingering attachment, only a sense of relief.

He wasn't a simp to begin with. He did consider getting back with Guan Yao when he first awakened his powers, but that was mostly because the system gave him confidence; he wanted to see his ex-girlfriend's expression when she found out he'd made it big. Now, seeing her resolute expression, he saw no need to push his luck any further. She'd already made herself clear; there was no point in pestering her any longer.

It's good that we parted amicably.

He straightened his clothes and was about to push open the door when a cold, mechanical voice suddenly exploded in his mind—

[Ding! Detected that the host has engaged in one act of unrestrained indulgence. Reward: 150,000 yuan!]

Chen Mo's smile instantly stretched to his ears.

There are rewards for this?

This system is awesome!

An hour later, the plane landed smoothly.

Chen Mo unbuckled his seatbelt and stretched leisurely. Outside the window, Jiangcheng Airport was bathed in the warm golden light of the setting sun. Several flights were taxiing on the tarmac, and ground staff in reflective vests were busily moving about below.

He glanced at his phone.

Bank notification: Balance: 196,800 yuan.

Nineteen hundred and sixty-six thousand eight hundred yuan.

Three days ago, his bank account balance was only four figures, and he had to think long and hard before giving his parents a red envelope for the Chinese New Year. Now, the money is just lying quietly in his account, like a docile lamb, waiting to be slaughtered and its value doubled.

Ten times the cashback.

Chen Mo still finds this system ridiculously absurd. It's not one of those fancy mission systems, nor is it one of those melodramatic systems that constantly ask you to save the world; it's simply four words: cashback on purchases.

Spend whatever you want, get ten times the amount back.

He spent 4680 on a plane ticket and got 46800 back. He took a flight, showed off in front of his ex-girlfriend, and unexpectedly received a "reward for indulgence".

What does "earning money while lying down" mean?

This is called making money while lying down.

Chen Mo stood up and took his backpack from the luggage rack. It was an ordinary hiking backpack that cost less than three hundred yuan, and the zipper pulls were worn white. It wasn't that he couldn't afford a new one, but he was just used to it and too lazy to replace it.

The other passengers in first class were leisurely packing their things; some were wearing sunglasses and looking cool, some were on the phone discussing deals worth hundreds of millions, and some were waiting for the flight attendants to help them with their luggage.

Chen Mo slung his bag over his shoulder and strode out.

He glanced at it out of the corner of his eye as he passed the work area.

Guan Yao was standing in front of the service counter, looking down at something on a tablet. Her profile was sharply defined, with a clean jawline, and she exuded a cool and aloof aura. She seemed to sense something and slightly raised her head.

Their eyes met from a distance of a few steps.

Guan Yao's expression remained unchanged; she merely nodded politely at him, a standard professional smile playing on her lips—gentle, aloof, and impeccable. Then she lowered her head and continued looking at her tablet.

Treat it like any other passenger disembarking.

Chen Mo smiled, looked away, and turned to walk into the covered bridge.

There's nothing to miss.

She said it was the last time. He also said it was best to part amicably.

Good.

The covered bridge was bustling with people: middle-aged businessmen dragging suitcases, young mothers holding children, and college students talking on the phone with headphones on. Chen Mo mingled in the crowd, his mind already calculating his next move.

A 4680 yuan flight ticket resulted in a 46800 yuan cashback, but this was just a tentative start. The system had just been activated, and he wasn't entirely sure about the specific rules and boundaries, but one thing was clear: the larger the spending amount, the more cashback you would receive.

What should I buy next?

A house? A car? Or...?

"Chen Mo?"

A slightly surprised voice interrupted his thoughts.

Chen Mo turned his head.

A woman stood backlit on the covered bridge, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with long, wavy hair cascading over her shoulders. She wore a khaki trench coat, cinched at the waist with a belt that accentuated her slender figure. She looked both capable and alluring.

"Su Wan?" Chen Mo was taken aback.

Su Wan was his senior in college, two years ahead of him. They had worked together at the school's radio station for a while. After graduation, they went their separate ways and lost contact. He never expected to run into her at the airport.

"It really is you." Su Wan pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses and walked over with a smile. "I was waiting for someone in the arrival hall and I recognized you at a glance. You haven't changed a bit in all these years."

As she approached, Chen Mo finally got a clear look at her. She had a perfectly oval face, incredibly well-maintained skin, and a gentle, composed air characteristic of mature women. Her gold-rimmed glasses added to her intellectual air, making her look like a middle manager at a large company.

"Senior Su hasn't changed at all; she's still as beautiful as ever," Chen Mo said politely with a smile.

"You still have such a sweet tongue." Su Wan gave him a reproachful look, her gaze sweeping over him before finally settling on the worn-out hiking backpack on his back. A subtle, complex emotion flickered in her eyes. "Are you... going home for the New Year?"

"Yes, I just got off the plane."

"Me too, I'm back to spend the New Year with my parents." Su Wan nodded, then suddenly seemed to remember something, "By the way, how old are you again this year?"

"Twenty-five."

"Twenty-five..." Su Wan murmured thoughtfully, then looked up at him. "Chen Mo, I remember you dropped out of university for two years. So, what kind of work are you doing now?"

This question made Chen Mo pause slightly.

What kind of work do you do?

Three days ago he was unemployed, but now... to be precise, he hasn't done any work, but he has 480,000 in his bank account, and that number is about to grow exponentially in the coming period of time.

"Freelancing," he replied vaguely.

Su Wan clearly interpreted the answer as having another meaning. She pursed her lips, hesitated, and finally spoke: "Chen Mo, there's something I don't know if I should tell you..."

"you say."

Do you still remember Lin Shiyu?

Chen Mo's brow twitched slightly.

Lin Shiyu.

He hadn't heard that name mentioned in a long time.

Lin Shiyu was also his college classmate, and she was quite a popular figure on campus back then. A beauty from the dance major, she possessed a pure yet alluring charm, and her eyes curved into two crescent moons when she smiled, captivating countless boys.

Her relationship with Chen Mo... well, it was somewhat ambiguous for a while.

During their sophomore year, the two attended the school's welcome party together. Chen Mo was the host, and she was in charge of the dance performance. After the party, they had dinner together a few times and got along quite well. Lin Shiyu even took the initiative to ask him to go to the movies, but at that time Chen Mo was already with Guan Yao, so nothing further happened.

I later heard that after graduating, she went to Shanghai and joined a modeling agency, and then I lost contact with her.