Fake socialites sell me fake luxury, but I can make the fake look real.

"Calm down, Meng Jiao. I can't let Song Ya down."

Upon hearing this, and feeling a soft touch on his back, Lü Yang couldn't help but feel a surge of anger, but he still said something against his will.

"If I hadn't met Song Ya, how much would you have offered me as your mistress?"

Seeing that the other person's hands were starting to get restless, Lü Yang grabbed Meng Jiao's unruly wrist and stroked her nude nail polish with his fingertips.

"If that's the case, I'd pay 100,000 yuan for a bag of this quality!"

"make a deal!"

It's a deal.

Upon hearing Lü Yang's reply, a triumphant glint flashed in Meng Jiao's eyes. Without hesitation, she withdrew her hand, and with a swaying gait, she walked to the store entrance in a pair of gray-silver pointed high heels. Accompanied by a piercing metallic scraping sound, Meng Jiao pulled the roller shutter door all the way down, and then, with a click, locked the inner glass door from the inside.

Seeing this scene, Lü Yang, sitting in the boss's chair, couldn't help but let out a wail.

Lü Yang: (￣□￣；)

Poor roller shutter! He was hoping that with his new shop opening soon, his old partner would finally die of old age.

However, unexpectedly, in just two days, it suffered violent destruction at the hands of countless people.

However, before he could even mourn for the roller shutter door, what was about to suffer an even more violent impact was the owner's chair that had been passed down from his parents.

Looking at Meng Jiao, who seemed like an elegant female leopard, approaching step by step in her high heels, Lü Yang said with righteous indignation.

"Sister Meng Jiao, calm down! I'm Sister Song Ya's lover! How can you do this to your best friend?!"

"What's my best friend's is mine!"

Meng Jiao sneered, ripped off her thin cardigan, revealing her exquisite body tightly wrapped in a light taro purple ice silk bodycon dress, exuding a breathtaking fragrance, and sat directly on Lü Yang's lap.

She parted her red lips slightly, ready to show off her skills and personally tear off the clothes that were in the way of Lü Yang.

However, after a while, Meng Jiao leaned against Lü Yang's chest, questioning her life. She originally intended to take off Lü Yang's clothes, but after a lot of pulling, Lü Yang was still neatly dressed, even the buttons were intact. On the contrary, she was wearing less and less clothes. Her light purple ice silk fitted dress had silently slipped down to her waist, exposing her proud figure to the air without reservation!

"Sister Mengjiao, I'm really not that kind of person."

Lu Yang sighed helplessly, gently stroking her bodycon skirt, and said with a sigh, "My feelings for Sister Song Ya are truly genuine..."

"Pooh!"

Meng Jiao spat lightly. If the other party moved his hand away, she would believe him. If he was sincere, his technique of undressing a woman so smoothly meant he was either a seasoned lover or a naturally gifted lecher!

Regardless of which one it is, Meng Jiao is determined to sleep with it; she's determined to help her best friend make sure it's a good choice today.

Thinking of this, Meng Jiao swayed her slender waist again and slowly sat on Lü Yang's lap.

"..."

After a while, the shop finally returned to calm. Lu Yang sat on the sofa, his face neither flushed nor out of breath, but with a hint of regret and remorse: "Sister Meng Jiao, you absolutely mustn't tell Sister Song Ya about this. We can't make another mistake!"

Hearing this green tea-like remark, Meng Jiao couldn't help but roll her eyes with a charming and alluring expression. The other person acted as if she had suffered a great loss, but she was also a campus beauty back then, and the men who pursued her could stretch from Shanghai all the way to the Centaurus Galaxy. If it had been ten years earlier, who knows who would have suffered a loss?

Furthermore, she used all sorts of tricks to torment herself, to the point that even she couldn't handle them. Now that she's done all that to her, she's pretending to be innocent and pure.

However, Meng Jiao was not annoyed; on the contrary, she felt a strange sense of pleasure.

She leaned back on the sofa, one of her long, fair legs slightly raised, her delicate foot dangling a swaying, pointed high heel, the tip of the shoe barely touching Lü Yang's leg.

"Making the same mistake again?"

"Song Ya is a married woman. Being with her is the real mistake you're making."

Meng Jiao's beautiful eyes flickered, and she pursed her slightly dry red lips, her voice revealing a hint of domineering.

"I'm going to live off this secret for the rest of my life."

"come over!"

"Let your sister admire it one more time."

After another long while, Lü Yang stood up, slowly walked behind the computer, printed out the contract, and handed it over along with a pen.

"Here's the contract, it's for 100,000 yuan. Sign it, Sister Meng Jiao!"

After the exchange, Lü Yang not only did not feel tired, but felt refreshed and was even able to continue the process as usual and get the other party to sign.

As for Meng Jiao, the arrogance she had shown before signing the document was completely gone. Her whole body looked as if she had been run over by a heavy truck, and she could barely lift a finger. Her neatly combed short hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to her cheeks.

Her unfocused, beautiful eyes slowly met Lu Yang's, and she found that he was even more energetic, barely sweating, as if she were looking at a monster.

She mustered her strength, took the pen, and signed her name crookedly on the contract.

After confirming that everything was correct, Lü Yang picked up his phone and transferred 100,000 yuan into Meng Jiao's account with remarkable speed.

Hearing a notification sound in her ear, Meng Jiao was quite satisfied.

She's not short of money, but she doesn't waste it. She buys a luxury car worth a million without hesitation, but she's very frugal with condoms that cost three yuan.

After another long while, Meng Jiao once again displayed her dignified demeanor as a socialite and noblewoman.

"Brother Lü Yang, may I borrow your perfume?"

Seeing a bottle of high-end women's perfume on the counter, Meng Jiao was also taken aback and asked curiously.

"Brother Lü Yang, is this bottle of women's perfume your girlfriend's?"

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang shook his head.

"I'm single. I bought this women's perfume myself. I run a secondhand store, and my customers are all women. If I wore men's perfume, it would be difficult for them to explain it to me."

"That's quite a thoughtful plan!"

Meng Jiao chuckled, then proceeded to hurl insults at her purple halter dress and, most notably, her high heels.

After finishing her work, she picked up her bag, turned around and smiled, saying, "You little rascal, I wasn't feeling well today. I'll come see you another day when I'm free. Bye-bye!"

After saying that, she walked away gracefully, wearing a pair of icicle-thin high heels and swaying her alluring, pert buttocks.

Watching the other person sway their hips and slowly enter the elevator, Lü Yang finally showed a satisfied expression and pulled the roller shutter door down again with a whoosh.

Back at the counter, Lü Yang placed the large CHANEL Coco Handle Himalayan crocodile leather bag, worth 230,000 yuan, on the counter, his eyes revealing great joy.

The bag costs 230,000 yuan, and I bought it for 100,000 yuan. Once I sell it, I can make 130,000 yuan!

Thinking of this, Lü Yang immediately issued the command in his mind.

"system!"

"Give me a one-click renovation!"