The rent collector became stronger, and he took in a young, energetic woman every day.

Chapter 74: She helped the florist resolve a dispute, and in return, she offered herself to him?!

Lu Man's eyes reddened.

The thin layer of mist swirled in Danfeng's eyes a few times before she forced it back.

She blinked hard a few times, her eyelashes fluttering, her voice slightly hoarse.

"Thanks."

Chen Mo smiled, leaned back on the sofa, and spoke casually.

"I should be the one saying thank you, I've taken such a big advantage of you."

Lu Man shook her head, her dark brown braid hanging down from her shoulder, her voice earnest.

"No, you helped me solve my problem. If you weren't willing to help, I might have ended up having to sell this shop, which I've poured my heart and soul into, to debt collection agencies or to a stranger, and then leave this place."

She paused, her gaze shifting from Chen Mo's face to sweeping across every corner of the shop, before continuing, "But now, you've helped me preserve my hard work. I'm very grateful."

Chen Mo looked at her, a slight smile curving his lips, his gaze calm and honest.

"Just as you said, we each get what we need."

Lu Man nodded.

She lowered her head and pulled a document from under the coffee table. It was a white A4 sheet of paper, neatly bound, with no creases on the edges, as if it had been prepared for many days.

She placed the document on the coffee table, pushed it in front of Chen Mo, and lightly tapped the cover with her finger.

"Let's sign the contract, boss."

When she said the word "boss," the corners of her mouth turned up, her phoenix eyes curved into two crescent moons, and her eyes sparkled with charm.

Upon hearing the word "boss," Chen Mo couldn't help but smile and nod.

"it is good."

He picked up the contract from the coffee table, turned to the first page, and read it line by line.

The terms were clearly written, with each item—property transfer, debt division, employee hiring, and salary standards—listed in neat handwriting, without any alterations or ambiguities.

The pen tip glides across the paper, making a soft scratching sound.

Chen Mo pushed the contract back in front of Lu Man, then jokingly asked with a smile, "Would you consider this a form of repayment?"

Lu Man blushed instantly. She picked up the contract, looked down at the signature, and remained silent for a moment.

Then she raised her head, her lips curled up, her phoenix eyes bright, and her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but before she could speak, her expression suddenly changed, and the smile disappeared from her face.

Her gaze passed over Chen Mo's shoulder and landed in the direction of the flower shop entrance. Her pupils contracted slightly, and her fingers gripped the contract with a slight force.

Chen Mo turned his head in the direction of her gaze.

A man stands at the entrance of a flower shop.

He looked to be in his fifties, with gray hair that stood up in a messy, upright manner, like a clump of withered grass that no one had tended to.

His face was covered in stubble, he had heavy eye bags, dark circles under his eyes, and his eyeballs were bloodshot, as if he hadn't slept for days.

He was wearing an old gray-blue jacket, carrying a bottle of liquor, and exuded a sour, pungent smell of alcohol mixed with sweat and cigarette smoke, which could be smelled from several steps away.

He leaned against the doorframe, his body swaying slightly, his eyes half-open and half-closed, and staggered in, a bottle of wine dangling from his hand.

"Lu Man!"

"You have to transfer this shop to me today! Otherwise, you're an unfilial daughter! I've raised you for nothing! You're heartless and ungrateful!"

Ungrateful wretch!

He walked towards Lu Man, his steps unsteady, muttering curses as he went.

Lu Man looked at the man, her eyes immediately reddened, and tears welled up in them.

She held her chin high, pursed her lips, and said, word by word, "We have severed our father-daughter relationship."

Her father paused for a moment, his steps faltering.

Then his facial expression became even more ferocious, and he looked like an old dog whose tail had been stepped on, both fierce and pitiful.

"Sever ties? You think you can just cut ties like that? I've raised you for over twenty years, and you think you can just cut ties like that?"

He raised the bottle in his hand and waved it in Lu Man's direction. A few drops of wine splashed out and landed on the coffee table, spreading into small dark water stains.

"You unfilial daughter! You ingrate! If your mother were still alive, seeing you like this, she would definitely stand up from the sofa."

He walked up to Lu Man's father, less than two steps away, and looked down at him calmly.

"Is this your shop?"

Lu Man's father looked up at Chen Mo.

He paused slightly, a sour, foul breath emanating from his alcohol-reeking mouth, and squinted as he looked Chen Mo up and down.

Then he let out a cold laugh, a mocking smile curving his lips.

"Wow, so you've hooked up with a rich guy?"

His gaze shifted from Chen Mo to the black Rolls-Royce parked on the side of the road behind Chen Mo, then returned, his smile deepening.

The curve of his lips carried a nauseatingly lewd quality.

"If you want to marry my daughter, a dowry of one million is absolutely out of the question!"

Lu Man's face flushed red. Her hands clenched into fists, her body trembled slightly, and her voice rose several decibels as she shouted, "Enough! Get out of here! Stop causing trouble!"

Instead of leaving, her father took a step forward, waved the bottle in his hand again, and mumbled something indistinctly.

Saying things like "a married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl" or "we can't let outsiders benefit from her" gets more and more offensive and unbearable to hear.

Chen Mo took a step forward.

Then he lowered his head slightly, brought his lips close to Lu Man's father's ear, and spoke in a very low voice, so low that only the two of them could hear it.

As Lu Man's father listened, his expression changed.

His eyes widened, his pupils shrank to pinpoints, his lips trembled, and the wine bottle nearly slipped from his hand.

He looked at Chen Mo, his cloudy eyes filled with fear and resentment. His lips moved several times, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't utter a single word.

He glanced at Lu Man, a glance filled with anger and resentment, but even more so with fear and helplessness.

He turned around and staggered toward the door, walking much faster than when he came. He almost tripped over the threshold and had to grab the door frame to steady himself.

Then he disappeared around the corner of the street without looking back, until he was completely out of sight.

Lu Man stood there, staring at the doorway for a long while, then turned to look at Chen Mo, her phoenix eyes full of confusion.

"What did you just say to him?"

Chen Mo smiled, walked back from the door, sat down on the sofa again, picked up the now-cold water glass, took a sip, and put it down.

"It's nothing. I told him I know the police chief. If he dares to continue causing trouble here, I'll send him to jail for ten or eight years."

He paused, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"Then he left in fear."

Lu Man paused for a moment, then laughed.

She smiled and shook her head, her dark brown braids swaying gently on her shoulders, her almond-shaped eyes curving into two crescent moons.

"I see. Your method is really effective; he's most afraid of this."

Chen Mo smiled and leaned back on the sofa, speaking casually.

"It was just to scare him."

Lu Man shook her head, her smile fading slightly, but her eyes remained firm: "He'll believe anyone who tries to scare him."

She didn't continue speaking, but her gaze shifted from Chen Mo's face to the black Rolls-Royce by the door, lingering for a moment on the gleaming little golden figure before looking away.

If an ordinary man had said this, his father certainly wouldn't have believed him.

However, if Chen Mo said he knew the police chief, his father, that cowardly bully, would believe him ninety percent of the time.

And that is one of the most important reasons why she wanted to seek Chen Mo's help.

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