A super-rich tycoon? No, just call me the gentlemanly gigolo.

More than forty minutes later, the BMW 5 Series slowly drove into the Shenbei University Town area and finally came to a steady stop in front of the Tai'an Building.

Jiang Ye turned his head to look at Ye Cheng, who was sleeping soundly in the passenger seat, his feelings were complicated.

This woman was quite carefree; she slept the whole way without feeling any problem sitting in a strange man's car.

"Hey beautiful, wake up, we're here."

Ye Cheng mumbled a "hmm" in her sleep, her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes.

She sat there blankly for a few seconds, her eyes unfocused, as if her brain was rebooting, before turning her head to look at the familiar building outlines outside the window and muttering indistinctly, "We're here..."

Shaking his head, Ye Cheng reached for his shoes, then opened the car door: "Thanks, driver... I'm off now."

Seeing that the "God of Wealth" was about to run away, Jiang Ye quickly unbuckled his seatbelt, got out of the car, and went to the passenger side door, a sincere smile plastered on his face:

"Hey beautiful, you're still not fully sober. Do you want me to take you upstairs? It's the middle of the night, it's not safe for you to be alone. Besides, meeting is fate, how about we add each other on WeChat... Wait, holy crap!"

Before he could finish speaking, the cold night wind, combined with the head-shaking motion, made Ye Cheng's stomach churn. She jerked her head back and...

"vomit--!"

He vomited all over Jiang Ye, who was trying to get close to him.

Jiang Ye:......"

Cash back! Ten times the cash back!

Be patient! You must be patient!

It's all about money!

He gritted his teeth and said expressionlessly, "Beautiful lady, this outfit of mine... I just bought it on Singles' Day, it was really expensive. Look at yours..."

After spitting out that big mouthful, Ye Cheng seemed to regain a little bit of consciousness.

She covered her mouth, looking somewhat bewildered at the miserable state of Jiang Ye's body. She clasped her hands together and bowed repeatedly to him, saying, "I'm so sorry... so sorry... I'll pay you back, I'll pay you back... yue~~~".

Jiang Ye: "..."

He stood still, neither dodging nor avoiding, and withstood the second wave of attacks.

Just pay me back!

Making money is nothing to be ashamed of!

The more you vomit, the more you lose!

This outfit must be worth at least two or three hundred, right? Ten times that would be two or three thousand!

Thank you, system!

Huh? Wait a minute...

Thanks for the cashback, but does this "compensation" count as a "voluntary monetary payment"? Does the system recognize it?

If you admit it...

Huh?!

What if this woman vomited in the car? Wouldn't that be...?

Jiang Ye's heart skipped a beat, as if he had discovered a new secret to wealth!

He immediately stomped his foot to shake off some of the dirt on his shoes, then shoved Ye Cheng, who was still gagging and unsteady on her feet, back into the passenger seat.

"How are you going to go upstairs like this? Sober up in the car first! Don't get dizzy in the elevator!"

Jiang Ye's tone was full of "concern" as he finished speaking and immediately closed the car door, cutting off any possibility of Ye Cheng "wasting food".

Then, suppressing his nausea, he took off his tattered outer pants, crumpled them into a ball, put them tightly in a plastic bag, and threw them into the trunk—this was important "evidence for compensation"!

On a sunny night in late November, the temperature was already below zero.

Jiang Ye, who was only wearing thermal underwear, suddenly felt a chill. He quickly went back to the car and turned up the heat. Then he turned to the side and stared intently at Ye Cheng, who was curled up in the seat next to him.

Come on! Throw it out!

Feel free to throw up in the car!

Ideally, the seats, windows, and center console should all be taken care of!

That way, I can legitimately claim a hefty cleaning fee!

Ten times the cashback? That sounds exciting!

Jiang Ye screamed wildly in his heart, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Ten minutes have passed...

Jiang Ye: (✧ω✧)

Ye Cheng: (-_-) zzZ

Twenty minutes have passed...

Jiang Ye: (ಠ_ಠ)

Ye Cheng: (-_-) zzZ

Half an hour has passed...

Jiang Ye: "..."

Ye Cheng: (-_-) zzZ

He scratched his head, still somewhat unwilling to give up, and gently pushed her again: "Hey beautiful? Wake up, are you going to sleep after you've finished throwing up?"

No response.

The only proof that she was still alive was her even breathing.

Ugh......

Jiang Ye sighed helplessly; it seemed that his plan to stage an accident tonight was doomed.

Forget it, let her sleep. She can't run away anyway. I'll talk to her about compensation when she's awake tomorrow morning, and I'll bring her that "battle-damaged" pair of pants.

He checked the time; it was almost midnight.

After a long day, I'm exhausted, hungry, and sleepy.

Jiang Ye cracked the car window open a crack to let in some fresh air, turned up the air conditioning temperature a bit to keep this "god of wealth" from getting too cold, then adjusted the seat and prepared to take a nap to recharge.

He had just lain down and closed his eyes for less than three seconds when he suddenly sat up again!

I almost forgot something!

That ridiculous "gentleman's quest"—"Collect three different pieces of clothing worn by women with a charm value of 85 or higher!"

His gaze immediately swept over Ye Cheng.

Her hair was loose and disheveled, without any hair ties or hair clips.

His neck and wrists were bare, without any jewelry...

clothing......

You can't just go and strip someone of their clothes or pants now, can you? That would change the nature of the matter; it would go from being a gentleman to a criminal offense.

There's nothing I can do!

Jiang Ye's gaze slowly moved down and landed on the other person's feet, which had kicked off their shoes again.

At this moment, Ye Cheng was curled up in the chair, with her feet, clad in gray socks, sticking out.