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

A credit card with a limit of ten million, given to a gigolo!

This isn't just being a kept man; it's being kept by a sugar daddy!

Sun Haoran's face was ashen, and his chest heaved violently, like an enraged bull.

Lin Qingyin is actually keeping a gigolo. What gives him the right?

Because he's handsome?

Is it because the thing is big?

Chen Mo looked at Sun Haoran and decided to add fuel to the fire:

"To be honest, if it weren't for the money, I wouldn't serve her."

"He always has that sour face, like he owes her millions. Who does he think he is?"

Sun Haoran's face darkened even more. "Damn it, you're living off a woman and you're so self-righteous about it?"

You're complaining about your sugar daddy and giving him the cold shoulder? Is there any justice in this world? Where's your professional ethics?

"You fucking—"

Just as Sun Haoran was about to lash out, a voice suddenly rang out:

"You look down on me?"

Lin Qingyin raised her head, looking at Chen Mo with a dreamy gaze.

She leaned against Chen Mo, her cheeks flushed and her eyes watery, a stark contrast to her usual aloofness.

As Lin Qingyin spoke, a whiff of alcohol wafted onto Chen Mo's face, causing Chen Mo to frown.

"Of course I dislike it!"

Chen Mo turned his face away with disgust. "Why aren't you home so late at night? What kind of stupid class reunion are you attending, and drinking? Don't you even respect me?"

As Chen Mo spoke, he raised his hand and slapped Lin Qingyin's upturned buttocks.

"Snapped!"

The sound wasn't loud, but it was clear and crisp, and everyone in the quiet private room heard it.

Lin Qingyin let out an "Ah," her face turning even redder.

Chen Mo thought it felt nice; it was soft and bouncy through the shirt and skirt, so he slapped it again.

"Will you dare to come out and attend any more class reunions in the future?" Chen Mo asked with a stern face.

Lin Qingyin blushed crimson, lowered her head, and muttered softly:

"I'm in a bad mood, so I want to have a drink..."

Chen Mo frowned: "If you're in a bad mood, you can ask me for a drink. Why ask your high school classmates?"

He glanced at the stunned men and women in the private room, his tone becoming even more disdainful.

"Look at your classmates, they're all like wolves, they could sell you out and you wouldn't even know it."

Lin Qingyin glared, trying to make a fierce expression:

"Do they dare?"

"You dare talk back?"

Chen Mo glared at him and slapped him again: "We've only been married a short time, and you've already learned to talk back?"

Lin Qingyin's delicate body trembled, her face turned so red it looked like it could bleed, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"No……"

"That's good!"

Chen Mo snorted coldly: "If I find out you're out drinking again, and you get drunk, I'll beat you up!"

Lin Qingyin obediently hummed in agreement, leaning against him, as soft as a puddle of water.

"I promise I'll be good and never do it again..."

Chen Mo nodded in satisfaction: "Let's go home!"

As Chen Mo spoke, he gave Xu Xin a wink. Xu Xin snapped out of her shock, grabbed her bag, and followed him.

The three people left the private room quickly.

The private room was very quiet.

It was so quiet you could hear the hum of the air conditioner running.

More than thirty people sat motionless in their seats, as if they had been frozen in place.

A full ten seconds passed before someone cautiously spoke.

"Was that really Lin Qingyin just now?"

A girl murmured, her voice filled with disbelief.

"My God! Isn't the goddess always so cold? She was so gentle just now?"

"It can't be real, right? It must be fake! My goddess is a cold and aloof ice queen, how could she be like that just now?"

"Did you see that? Not only did that guy spank her, but she also acted all cute and affectionate?"

Am I hallucinating because I've had too much to drink?

"You weren't drunk, I saw it too... This is just too... too much, isn't it?"

The boys looked at each other, their faces filled with shattered dreams.

The blond-haired boy stared with his mouth open, unable to close it for a long time.

"I've been pursuing her for three years!" the blond-haired man muttered. "She's never even given me a second glance..."

"You've only been doing this for three years!"

A chubby guy next to me chuckled bitterly, "I chased her from freshman to senior year of high school, wrote her over two hundred love letters, and she threw them all away!"

"Who do you think you are!"

The boy with glasses pushed up his glasses, his voice carrying an indescribable bitterness:

"I even made a special effort to get into a university in the same city as her, and I tried to ask her out for four years, but I never managed to meet her even once..."

The men became increasingly sarcastic and their defenses crumbled as they spoke.

Sun Haoran stood there, his face ashen, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Break through defenses?

He's the one who's most vulnerable!

He had been pursuing Lin Qingyin since high school.

Flowers, love letters, gifts, confessions, dates... I've tried everything.

However, Lin Qingyin never showed him any kindness.

The flowers I gave were thrown in the trash.

He didn't even read the love letters I wrote.

I always ask him to have dinner with me, but he's never available.

He even spent hundreds of thousands of yuan to buy a pink crystal that was said to attract love, and asked Xu Xin to give it to Lin Qingyin.

Xu Xin handed it over, but Lin Qingyin returned it to him without even opening it.

For so many years, he thought Lin Qingyin was the kind of person who was born an iceberg and was cold to everyone.

But now?

The gigolo spanked her, but she didn't get angry; he complained about her giving him a sour look, but she didn't argue back.

When the gigolo said he was "not going to serve her anymore," she actually acted coquettishly and said, "I won't dare to do it again."

Is this still the Lin Qingyin he knows?

Is she still the aloof, icy goddess who never gives him a second glance?

No!

She wasn't cold to everyone, she was just cold to him!

She was as obedient as a cat to that gigolo.

Sun Haoran felt humiliated. Was he, Sun Haoran, really inferior to a gigolo?

What the hell is this?

"Bang!"

Sun Haoran slammed his fist on the table, spilling wine all over it.

Everyone was startled and stared at Sun Haoran in astonishment.

Sun Haoran opened the door to the private room and walked straight out, slamming the door shut behind him.

The private room fell silent again.

Someone whispered, "Mr. Sun seems... to have lost his composure!"

"Nonsense, you'd be just as heartbroken in my shoes. After chasing him for ten years, you're no match for a gigolo!"

"Whose fault is that? It's his own fault for not knowing how to be a kept man."

Several people couldn't help but laugh, but their laughter was forced and tinged with sadness.

That gigolo taught them all a lesson today: what it means to live off a gigolo.

This is!

……

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for completing the side quest: Class Reunion Slap in the Face!]

[Reward: +1 Free Attribute Point]

"Another free attribute point gained, feeling great!"

"Including the 2 points left over from before, there are a total of 3 points."

"If we use all of it to enhance our physique, we can raise it to 9. Let's try it when we get back!"

Chen Mo helped Lin Qingyin out of the hotel. A night breeze blew by, carrying a slight chill.

Lin Qingyin, nestled in his arms, muttered softly:

"Chen Mo..."

"Um?"

"You just hit me..."

Chen Mo looked down at her.

Lin Qingyin closed her eyes, her face flushed, whether from being drunk or shy, it was hard to tell.

"Did it hurt?"

Lin Qingyin shook her head and buried her face in his shoulder.

"No……"

Her voice was muffled, soft, and very cute, completely different from her usual aloof demeanor.

"If you don't have it, go home!"