I just got divorced, and a rich and beautiful woman dragged me to get a marriage certificate.

"husband?"

"Qingyin got married?"

"When did this happen? How come I don't know about it?"

The expressions of both the boys and girls present changed.

Sun Haoran had the worst expression; his smile froze on his face, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

"Xu Xin, are you kidding me? When did Qingyin get married? We haven't heard anything about it!"

Xu Xin rolled her eyes: "Does she need to notify you about her wedding? Who do you think you are?"

Sun Haoran was taken aback and lost face.

A bespectacled boy leaned over and asked, "Xu Xin, what does Qingyin's husband do? Which family's son is he? Is he a rich second-generation or a second-generation official?"

"Yeah, yeah, isn't he handsome? He must be really handsome, right?"

"No need to ask! She's definitely extraordinary! Anyone worthy of Qingyin must be from a wealthy family."

Several girls also became interested and started asking questions all at once.

Xu Xin cleared her throat and raised her voice a few decibels:

"Her husband is so handsome, more handsome than all of you, and... he's a miracle doctor too!"

Although Chen Mo's family background and job are both ordinary.

But based on his miraculous medical skills, Xu Xin felt that he was completely worthy of Qingyin.

money?

rich second generation?

Compared to that kind of medical skill, no amount of money matters!

"A miracle doctor? What do you mean? Like acupuncture and massage?"

The boys' expressions changed from surprise to subtle.

Sun Haoran was the first to react, a slight smile playing on his lips, his words laced with sarcasm.

"doctor?"

Sun Haoran scoffed, "Qingyin found a doctor? That's far too... hasty!"

A boy wearing Givenchy next to him also laughed:

"Doctor, you're good, stable, and respectable. But for Qingyin, isn't it a bit... um, not good enough?"

He put it very tactfully, but everyone understood what he meant.

For ordinary people, a doctor is indeed a good spouse.

But for a female CEO like Lin Qingyin, whose net worth is in the billions, being a doctor is a bit of a stretch.

"That's right!"

Another boy with dyed blond hair chimed in, "Qingyin earns hundreds of millions a year, why doesn't she hire a doctor?"

"What's the point? Is it because he works a lot of overtime? Because of his low income? Because of the high pressure and his baldness?"

The others laughed.

Sun Haoran picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and said, "You can't say that. Doctors also have social standing!"

"However... the voice acting is indeed a bit lacking."

Sun Haoran looked at Xu Xin, his smile carrying a deeper meaning:

"Xu Xin, which major hospital does this doctor you're talking about work at? Tell me!"

"Could it be a doctor from a community clinic? Or a massage therapist?"

The girls looked at each other, somewhat confused.

"Why did Qingyin end up with a doctor? Is that doctor also a rich kid?"

"A rich kid becoming a doctor? That's just a hobby."

Discussions rose and fell, some with curiosity, some with confusion, and some with an inexplicable sourness.

Lin Qingyin is too dazzling; boys admire her but can't have her, and girls are jealous of her but can't replace her.

Now, when people hear that she's found a doctor, they all want to say a few bad things to satisfy their vanity.

Xu Xin was furious and was about to retort.

"Click!"

The door to the private room was suddenly pushed open, and Chen Mo walked in.

He was wearing a dark blue shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing his strong wrists.

Chen Mo remained expressionless, scanning the room before finally settling on Lin Qingyin.

Lin Qingyin looked up, saw him, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"You're here?"

Lin Qingyin's voice was soft and slightly intoxicated, a stark contrast to her usual aloofness.

Chen Mo walked over, took her arm, and pushed the wine glass in front of her aside.

"Did you drink too much?"

Lin Qingyin shook her head, then nodded: "A little!"

Chen Mo frowned as he looked at her flushed cheeks and dazed eyes, then turned to Xu Xin.

"How much did she drink?"

Xu Xin said with a pained expression, "There are too many! I can't stop them!"

Chen Mo shook his head without saying anything, and helped Lin Qingyin steady.

Sun Haoran looked Chen Mo up and down, his gaze sweeping from head to toe and then back again, and said:

"Is this Qingyin's husband? I just heard Xu Xin say you're a miracle doctor?"

Chen Mo glanced at him: "You studied medicine for a few years!"

Sun Haoran nodded, his smile deepening. "Hello, doctor. The condition is stable!"

He paused here, a hint of sarcasm in his voice:

"I just wonder, with Qingyin's wealth, can you, the divine physician, afford to support her?"

The private room fell silent for a second. The boys looked at each other, waiting for the show to start.

"Support her?"

Chen Mo shook his head repeatedly: "I can't afford to support her! I'm a kept man, she supports me!"

Sun Haoran was stunned, and everyone else was stunned.

The entire private room seemed to have been put on pause.

Am I a gigolo?

She'll support me?

Are you kidding me?

Sun Haoran thought he had misheard, and the smile on his face vanished: "What do you mean?"

Chen Mo glanced at Sun Haoran, his tone remaining calm.

"It means exactly what it says: she's responsible for earning money to support the family, and I'm responsible for lying around and living off her!"

Sun Haoran's lips twitched, and his expression was as if he had swallowed a fly.

"Are you even a man? How could you say such a thing?" Sun Haoran roared.

The boy next to him, wearing Givenchy, also snapped out of his daze and let out a sneer:

"Living off a woman? That's incredibly shameless!"

"that is!"

The blond-haired guy chimed in, "A grown man, living off a woman and acting all high and mighty?"

"I really don't understand, how could Qingyin, a rich and beautiful woman, end up with someone like this?"

"What do you know? That's called confidence!"

"Confident my foot! He's just a gigolo! Shameless!"

Several boys started talking at once, their voices growing louder and louder, and their dissatisfaction increasing.

"Does someone like that deserve Qingyin? Are you kidding me?"

"Being a doctor is fine, it's a respectable profession. What's wrong with being a kept man?"

"I think he's just after Qingyin's money!"

"Of course, what else could I possibly want?"

"Poor Qingyin, she was cheated out of her money and her body by this bastard. My heart aches so much!"

"Was Qingyin given some kind of magic potion?"

Sun Haoran's face turned pale and then red, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and the contempt and anger in his eyes were almost overflowing.

"Living off a woman? You're shameless!"

Just then.

A familiar voice echoed in Chen Mo's mind:

[Ding! Side quest triggered: Class Reunion - Slap in the Face]

[Mission Objective: To leave everyone present speechless]

[Task Reward: +1 Free Attribute Points]

[Hint: Being a kept man is an art. You have to be ruthless when you slap someone in the face, and do it cool. Good luck, host!]

Chen Mo was secretly pleased when he saw the system notification.

He originally didn't want to bother with these people, but since the system had issued a task, things were different.

"I didn't want to either!"

Chen Mo spread his hands, his tone tinged with helplessness:

"But Lin Qingyin insisted on supporting me, and I had no choice!"

As Chen Mo spoke, he took out the black credit card and twirled it between his fingers.

"She even gave me a credit card with a limit of ten million, telling me to spend it however I wanted!"

"I just used this card to buy a BMW X7 today. It cost 150 million yuan. It's not a great car, but it'll do for now!"

The private room fell silent.

All eyes were on the black card.

The card has a black, matte finish with a thin gold trim around the edge.

Someone gasped in astonishment—this was an unlimited card!

It's an unlimited card that banks offer exclusively to their top-tier clients.

How many of these people have this kind of card?

Sun Haoran's face darkened further. He had such a card, but it was a supplementary card given to him by his father, with a credit limit of only five million.

Lin Qingyin, on the other hand, actually gave this kind of card to Chen Mo!

How much do you have to spoil this gigolo?

Chen Mo put the card back in his pocket and continued to sigh:

"To be honest, I really don't want to be a kept man, but Lin Qingyin is giving me too much!"