He was exiled to Dongguan and shot by two young women with promiscuous sexual harassment.

After wandering around for more than an hour, we finally arrived in the city center.

The three of them got out of the car. Yang Jiulang felt nauseous as he leaned against the lamppost and couldn't straighten up.

Lee Hyori looked him over carefully, asking, "Big brother, are you alright? You look so weak!"

"I'm not weak, I just get carsick. The smell in the car... ugh!"

Hou Qinqin giggled, "It feels like I'm taking care of a child!"

Yang Jiulang ignored her and secretly vowed that he would definitely take a taxi back.

Do not!

"I want to buy a car!" Yang Jiulang suddenly shouted.

"Oh my god!" Hou Qinqin exclaimed in surprise, "Sister, touch my uncle's forehead, do you have a fever?"

Lee Hyori reached out to touch him, but Yang Gulang grabbed her hand and wiped his mouth.

"Ugh, that's disgusting."

Although Lee Hyori was disgusted, she still used the back of her hand to wipe him clean.

"Thank you," Yang Jiulang said weakly, "I'm better now. Let's go shopping."

Inside the mall, the three headed straight for the women's clothing section.

Yang Jiulang originally wanted to spend money lavishly, but his two daughters were both incredibly stingy.

"How much is this? 299? That's too expensive, I don't want it."

"What about this one? 199? Still too expensive."

"This one is 99? Okay, I'll try it."

Hou Qinqin went even further, taking a fancy to a T-shirt that cost 59 yuan.

Yang Jiulang couldn't stand it anymore: "Can't you guys pick something better?"

Lee Hyori didn't even turn her head: "As long as it's wearable."

"What? Move aside, move aside! I'll pick for you, nobody stop me." Yang Jiulang had no choice but to take matters into his own hands.

Although he doesn't understand fashion, he can read price tags.

Buy only the expensive ones, not the right ones.

He picked out a simple white shirt and a pair of slim-fitting black trousers, and handed them to Lee Hyori: "Try these on."

Lee Hyori looked at the white shirt and frowned: "This is too formal."

"I just want you to be serious."

Lee Hyori hesitated for a moment, but still took it into the fitting room.

Yang Jiulang picked out a floral dress for Hou Qinqin, with mid-length sleeves that went past her knees, covering her completely.

Hou Qinqin objected: "That's too conservative!"

"It's just to tell you to be more conservative."

Hou Qinqin went inside with a pout.

A few minutes later, the fitting room door opened.

Yang Jiulang looked up and froze.

Lee Hyori walked out wearing that white shirt and black trousers, her hair down, covering the highlights. The shirt was tucked into her trousers, making her waist look even slimmer and her legs even longer. She looked less roguish and more dashing.

At first glance, she looks a bit like Brigitte Lin in "Chungking Express"—cold, aloof, and with a sense of history.

"How is it?" she asked, sounding a little awkward.

Yang Jiulang stared wide-eyed for a long time before finally managing to utter, "Look at yourself in the mirror."

Lee Hyori awkwardly reached into her pocket, walked to the mirror, and then covered her mouth.

Yes, she was amazed by herself.

He looked at Yang Jiulang excitedly, and Yang Jiulang raised his chin, revealing a smug smile.

Hou Qinqin also came out.

The floral dress made her skin appear even whiter, her breasts even fuller, and her waist even slimmer. She twirled around, the hem of her dress billowing up, revealing a glimpse of her fair calves.

"Uncle, is it good?"

Yang Jiulang nodded: "It looks good."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Are these two sets okay?" The two seemed to be asking, but both were affirmative statements.

Yang Jiulang waved his hand and said, "Pick a few more outfits to change into."

Finally, everyone picked out two sets of clothes, one set of pajamas, and one pair of shoes. When it was time to pay, the cashier announced the total: "1580 in total."

Lee Hyori's expression changed: "It's too expensive, no, no, let's look again."

Yang Jiulang had already taken out his phone to scan the QR code.

Although the two girls were pouting, they couldn't hide their joy.

Just as Yang Jiulang paid, the sweet-sounding system voice rang out.

[Host's investment of 1580 yuan has been detected! This exceeds the daily limit, and will be calculated as 1000 yuan, triggering a 10x return!]

[Congratulations, host, you have received a rebate of 10000 yuan!]

Lee Hyori's favorability +10, current: 50

Hou Qinqin's favorability +10, current: 50

Mobile SMS notifications are synchronized.

[Bank XX: A deposit of 10000.00 yuan has been received into your bank card ending in 8866. Current balance: 102720.00 yuan.]

Yang Jiulang stared at his phone, his mouth agape in a wide grin. This was the first time in three days that he'd spent a full thousand yuan, earning nine thousand yuan in the blink of an eye!

At this rate, buying a car won't be a dream anymore! Hahaha...

Hou Qinqin saw Yang Jiulang grinning foolishly at his phone and leaned closer to ask, "Uncle, how can we repay you?"

Yang Jiulang wanted to eat the food Lee Hyori cooked, so he casually said, "Just feed me like you did last night."

The salesperson who was packing the bags heard this, rolled her eyes at Yang Jiulang, and her eyes said two words: scumbag.

Yang Jiulang felt a chill run down his spine, realizing he had misunderstood.

Without daring to explain, he grabbed the bag and left.

The two women were left behind, laughing so hard they bent over.

Yang Jiulang led the two straight up to the fourth floor and stopped in the bedroom sales area.

Looking at the dazzling array of mattresses, sheets, and blankets, Yang Jiulang asked hesitantly, "Have you thought this through? If we buy these, we'll have to sleep in separate rooms."

Hou Qinqin and Li Xiaoli secretly reminisced about the comfortable experience in Yang Jiulang's arms, both feeling reluctant to leave.

Hou Qinqin gritted her teeth: "Maybe we should just forget about it. We don't know how many days we'll stay anyway, so let's just keep squeezing in."

Lee Hyori was worried about Yang Gulang's health. Last night, he refused her advances but insisted on holding back. If this continued, something bad was bound to happen.

He steeled himself and said, "Buy it, buy the cheap one."

Yang Jiulang nodded.

The three of them looked around, but the other two thought the bed was too expensive and refused to buy it. In the end, they bought a 1.8-meter thick Simmons mattress.

I also bought mattresses, quilt covers and other things.

The final bill came to over 1,700.

Yang Jiulang saw that he didn't have enough money in his WeChat Wallet, so he transferred 50,000 yuan from his bank card.

[Bank Name: A transfer of 50000.00 yuan has been made from your bank card ending in 8866. Current balance: 52720.00 yuan.]

There was no rebate on this purchase, but Yang Jiulang didn't care.

Because the future prospects for making money are bright.

After paying and providing the delivery address, today's shopping plan has come to a successful end.

It's already past one o'clock.

Yang Jiulang waved his hand and said, "Let's go eat."

Yang Jiulang took the two to a Korean BBQ restaurant, where they enjoyed a delicious meal.

Then I took a taxi home.

I have to take a taxi home.

Lee Hyori didn't object this time; she couldn't bear to see her good older brother suffer.

On the way back in the taxi, Yang Jiulang looked back.

Hou Qinqin was lying in Lee Hyori's arms, fast asleep, while Lee Hyori stared blankly out the window, lost in thought.

Yang Jiulang himself was very happy, and making a lot of money was only one of the reasons.

Watching the two girls he had taken in gradually escape their predicament and taste the sweetness of life with his help, seeing them laughing and enjoying their praise, he felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment that enveloped him.

Lee Hyori sensed someone watching her and turned around to meet Yang Gulang's gaze.

Yang Jiulang smiled.

Lee Hyori paused for a moment, then hurriedly looked away, her ear tips seeming to turn slightly red.

I had just gotten back to my place when the mall's delivery arrived.

It took the three of them more than an hour to tidy up the living room and lay out the newly bought mattress, sheets, and quilts.

The new bed is placed by the window in the living room, neatly made up with blue and white checkered sheets and a small floral duvet cover, making it comfortable and cozy.

Hou Qinqin rolled around excitedly on the bed: "Finally, I have my own bed!"

Lee Hyori stood to the side, a smile on her lips.

Yang Jiulang looked at them and suddenly felt something.

In this unfamiliar city, next to this desolate construction site, in this simple one-bedroom apartment, he seemed less lonely.

"Uncle," Hou Qinqin beckoned to him from her bed, "Do you want to come sleep here tonight? It's very soft!"

Yang Jiulang's face darkened: "Get lost."