So all the wives were waiting for me to break up with them.

"..."

Ning Mengmeng was suffocating; her lips moved but she couldn't utter a single word.

Auntie! Ning Moxin! How come you're so skilled at this?!

…………

In the time that followed, Ning Mengmeng tried all sorts of tricks, but Ning Moxin always managed to handle them with ease.

It's like crossing the river and then dismantling the bridge, or stealing something while it's there—all defended by an impeccable, perfect defense.

Ning Moxin successfully nipped Ning Mengmeng's plans against Zhou You in the bud, after all, she didn't want Zhou You's mood to be affected by Ning Mengmeng today.

Therefore, today's confrontation between the niece and her aunt ended with the niece suffering a complete defeat.

It was getting late, so the group decided to find a place to have dinner.

"La Vie en Rose?" Chen Tangtang looked at the sign of a Western restaurant and peeked inside. Based on her years of experience frequenting high-end places, this restaurant should be good.

Of course, she had no choice, because all the other restaurants in Times Square were full, and only this restaurant had empty seats.

"This is the place." She waved and led the way inside.

Zhou You lagged behind, glancing at the sign a few more times. The words "La Vie en Rose" looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place where he had heard them before.

"La Vie en Rose, a restaurant, food..."

He thought for a while, but still had no clue. Chen Tangtang called him from the front, so he stopped thinking about it.

The group settled into a large private room. The restaurant's decor was quite similar to Clos Maggiore in London, England. The only difference was that, unlike the profusion of flowers on Clos Maggiore's roof, the roof here was woven with roses of various colors.

"I'll be paying for everything today, so don't be shy with me," Chen Tangtang said, still very generous.

A waiter standing nearby leaned down and smiled, saying, "Miss, our manager said that you can order whatever you want, and she'll give you a free meal."

"Store manager?" Zhou You frowned. Usually, people would call him restaurant manager or something like that, right?

The store manager seems to be a particular hobby of a certain CEO.

His heart skipped a beat, and in that instant he remembered where he had heard the words "La Vie en Rose" before—the lipstick brand that Sister Hua loved most.

In other words...

"Who is your store manager?" Chen Tangtang asked, arms crossed, before realizing anything was amiss.

She thought she had met someone trying to curry favor with her. Everyone in Hangzhou knew that Miss Chen was incredibly rich and had nowhere to spend her money.

"The manager will be here shortly. Please wait a moment, guests." The waiter didn't say his name, but that was a response.

The changing room inside the restaurant.

Yun Mingyue wore a gown that was many times more gorgeous than usual, exuding an overwhelming presence.

Cold and beautiful, dazzling, and radiant.

"It's time to go find my little man."

212. Wear a hundred million on your body

The Rose Life restaurant in Times Square wasn't a private room, but rather a table outside by the aisle.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

A well-groomed man, clearly a successful person, greeted a waiter at a nearby coffee shop he recognized from his travels.

The young man glanced at the successful man, nodded silently, and looked melancholy, as if he was troubled by something.

The successful man approached the young man with concern, rolled up the sleeves of his expensive suit, and inadvertently revealed the Patek Philippe watch on his wrist.

"Brother, something on your mind?"

"No." The young man shook his head.

"You're being too polite. It's rare for me to come all the way from Hong Kong to Hangzhou. If you need anything, just tell me. You know I know a little bit about everything because of my work, so there's definitely something I can do to help."

The successful man extended his hand, which was wearing a watch, and gently patted the young man's thigh to confirm that he could see the watch on his wrist.

The young man then sighed, "I won't hide it from you, brother. You don't know, although my family received ten buildings as compensation for demolishing our house in recent years and I collect rent from them, I still persevere and insist on working at a coffee shop to support myself."

"...What a fine example of self-reliance." The successful man silently withdrew his hand, pulled down his sleeve to cover the Patek Philippe on his wrist, and thought, "Brother, I've lost when it comes to showing off."

"Ten buildings for rent, brother, what else could you possibly be worried about?"

"I went to work at the coffee shop partly because I wanted to get rich through my own hard work, and partly because I wanted to meet my true love who wasn't after my ten buildings," the young man continued to explain.

"Haven't been able to meet you yet?" The successful man seemed to understand what the young man meant.

The young man nodded slightly. Not only did he fail to meet her, but he was also hurt multiple times by a certain playboy.

Thinking of a certain playboy, the young man sighed deeply, "Is there no woman who can discover the interesting soul hidden beneath my unassuming exterior? Does being handsome mean I can have women on both sides and do whatever I want?"

"..."

The successful man remained silent. The soul of the man who owned ten buildings in Hangzhou was indeed incredibly interesting and charismatic—if only he weren't a man…

He turned his head to look down the corridor, not wanting to pay attention to the young man who was sighing and complaining about how hard it was for him to collect rent every month with a sack.

After the young man finished rambling on, his mood improved slightly. He decided to do his part as a host and patted the successful man on the shoulder, saying, "It's my treat tonight, so don't be shy."

The successful man did not respond, but stared blankly in a certain direction.

"Brother, what's wrong?" The young man followed the successful man's gaze.

A woman who looks like she stepped out of a painting is walking down the corridor toward a private room in a restaurant.

He first admired the woman's beauty, then felt that she looked familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before.

"...Isn't this that player's girlfriend?! So that means that player is nearby?" The guy's lips twitched. Why did he keep running into that player?

"Brother, do you know that woman?" The successful man looked at the young man in surprise.

"We don't really know each other, we've just met a few times by chance."

"I knew it. Even if you owned ten buildings in Hangzhou and collected rent, you still wouldn't have any contact with people like that."

"Brother, I know this woman is very beautiful, but isn't what you're saying a bit much?" The young man was very puzzled. He had seen this woman laughing and joking with other women while accompanying the playboy.

What kind of powerful person could she be?

"I'm not saying you're not good enough for that woman because of her looks, but because of her demeanor and the dress she was wearing..."

The successful man paused for a long time, seemingly considering whether he had admitted his mistake.

"...appeared at the 2014 Oscars, Chopard's off-white earrings, diamond bracelet and diamond ring, and that Armani dress, with a total value of up to $1800 million."

"18 million US dollars?! That's over 100 million?!" The young man tried to suppress his voice, but his face couldn't hide his shock.

What does it mean to wear a hundred million on your body? Seriously, aren't you afraid of bumping into something and getting scratched while eating here? A single crack in that building is gone!

The successful man watched Yun Mingyue walk away, and breathed a long sigh of relief as if he had seen a god.

He glanced at the increasingly shocked young man, chuckled, and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "You don't need to be so surprised."

Glug~~

The young man barely managed to regain his composure and swallowed hard. "Brother, I'm going to tell you something true, but don't be surprised."

"Don't worry, I've seen someone wear a hundred million on their body with my own eyes, what else is there to surprise me?" The successful man was unusually calm; he had seen his share of ups and downs.

"As far as I know, the woman who just walked by was one of the girlfriends of a certain playboy."

Successful man: "???"

"Brother, I think I'm hallucinating. Could you please repeat that?"

"The woman who just walked past was one of the girlfriends of some playboy," the young man repeated briskly.

"...One of my girlfriends?!"

crackling sounds~~

The successful man clutched his chest and fell backward to the ground.

"Cheer up, brother!"

…………

Unaware that someone had been so agitated that they needed to take nitroglycerin, Yun Mingyue leisurely made her way to a private room in the Rose Life restaurant.

Ta-da~~

Ta-da~~

After a while, she approached the private room and could see waiters who had just finished delivering the food backing out.

A quick-witted waiter spotted Yun Mingyue and immediately bent down to open the door for her.

Tap~~

As Yun Mingyue stepped into the private room, the people inside turned their attention to the doorway upon hearing the sound of her high heels.

She quickly entered the private room, and the waiter who had opened the door earlier cleverly closed it for her again.

"Yun Mingyue?"*2 Chen Tangtang and Ning Moxin sensed that the newcomer was up to no good.

"Sister Hua." Zhou You took a deep breath, mentally preparing himself to react to any situation.

Yun Mingyue did not respond. She continued walking, unhurriedly, until she reached Zhou You in front of everyone's gaze.

then.

"My dear owner, aren't you going to greet me?"

"Hmm...?" Sister Hua said during the day that she wanted to be the 'Queen of the Master'.

But what should he do? Zhou You was a little lost.

"Really..."

Yun Mingyue sighed softly, seemingly helpless, but the smile on her face did not diminish in the slightest. "If you don't speak, I'll take that as your consent that I can act as I please."

Yun Mingyue, who was already close to Zhou You, took a few more steps and sat down directly.

Her legs were crossed and hanging on one armrest, her head was tilted back and rested on the other armrest, her long hair fell down to her shoulders and his knees, and one hand was raised and gently hooked around his neck.

She put on a smile that was both alluring and aloof, and her stern gaze swept over everyone present.