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

Wu Jingxuan bit her red lips, her face showing embarrassment and annoyance. She rolled her eyes and was about to retort to save face when the screen lit up instantly, showing that 10,000 yuan had been deposited into her bank account!

Looking at the screen, Wu Jingxuan's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Lü Yang.

"Ten thousand?"

"I have another five thousand yuan. Consider it a gift from me because we have some relationship. Use it to buy some good food and nourish yourself!"

"Brother Lü Yang, you truly are the most magnanimous one!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Jingxuan was overjoyed. She hugged Lü Yang and kissed him. The high-quality replica bag cost five thousand, but he only got it for ten thousand. It was a million times better than the fake rich kid she had encountered. No wonder Zheng Xue wanted to take a shortcut when she came before.

Who wouldn't want to take the shortcut that's right in front of them?

Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she leaned close to Lü Yang's ear, her voice tinged with resentment, "Little brother Lü Yang, don't be so smug. When Xuexue and Ding Yan arrive, I refuse to believe that even the three of them together won't be a match for us."

After saying that, Wu Jingxuan waved her hand, stepped into the elevator, and swayed her slender waist and pert buttocks in her sparkly pointed high heels. She was just putting on a brave face; she was actually quite impressed with Lü Yang.

Watching Wu Jingxuan leave, Lü Yang shook his head. If Liu Mengruo hadn't come over in the afternoon, she would have been in real trouble. How dare she be so arrogant? Let alone three people, Lü Yang, with his perfected Holy Body, could easily take on ten.

He walked to the counter, took out the high-quality replica Chanel 22 Mini handbag left by Wu Jingxuan, and activated the system directly in his mind.

"Use the practice to make it real."

As a faint light, visible only to Lü Yang, flashed through the void, the high-quality replica bag, which had been slightly stiff in leather and had minor tolerances in its stitching, instantly radiated the delicate luster unique to top-tier leather goods. The NFC chip, which had previously been unable to be registered in the system, was now perfectly replaced with the one found on genuine products from authorized retailers.

Looking at the newly repaired limited edition handbag in his hand, Lü Yang revealed a satisfied smile.

Although I bought this high-quality replica bag for 10,000 yuan, its current perfect condition means that even if I were to transfer it to a competitor, I could easily sell it for 35,000 yuan. This resale would net me 25,000 yuan!

Even if Wu Jingxuan wins big, Lü Yang still wins hugely.

After locking his bag in the store, Lü Yang stretched and immediately closed the store to leave work. After a long day at get off work, he planned to have a good meal to recharge and then go to the gym for a quick workout in the evening.

The next morning, Lü Yang made himself a cup of coffee, sat on the sofa, and scrolled through his phone, feeling utterly bored. The store was deserted all morning, with only one customer coming in to buy a basic bag for 20,000 yuan. For Lü Yang, who had already traded countless high-end bags, this kind of sale was nothing more than a drop in the ocean.

Seeing that it was almost eleven o'clock, Lü Yang figured that no customers would come in, so he locked the door and went to have lunch.

It doesn't matter that there are fewer people in the morning; the main event is in the afternoon, when we have to host Cheng Yue and her best friend.

After lunch, Lü Yang sent a WeChat message to Liu Mengruo and drove straight to the gym.

As soon as he entered the gym, Lü Yang spotted a stunningly alluring figure in the crowd. Liu Mengruo was already stretching and waiting for him by the weight room. She was wearing a form-fitting, seamless black yoga outfit, and her mature figure was on full display under her yoga pants.

Her upper body was covered by a black cross-strap sports bra, which was so tight that it revealed a huge cleavage beneath her proudly full breasts. Her lower body was covered by high-waisted black tight yoga pants that clung to her flat stomach, perfectly showcasing her enviable peach-shaped buttocks and straight legs. Her curves were so alluring that Lu Yang couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Sister Mengruo!"

When Lü Yang saw Liu Mengruo, he immediately went up to greet her.

Upon hearing the sound, Liu Mengruo turned around, her captivating eyes scanning Lü Yang from head to toe. A strange glint flashed in her eyes as she looked at his sweat-soaked shirt.

"You're already sweating after just arriving?"

Liu Mengruo chuckled softly and walked straight forward. A high-end perfume, along with the woman's delicate fragrance, wafted into Lü Yang's nostrils. She took a towel, stood on tiptoe, and gently wiped Lü Yang's sweat, her actions intimate, as if they were husband and wife.

In private, Liu Mengruo is rather shy, but in public, she is quite poised and confident, much to Lu Yang's chagrin.

However, everyone has their own hobbies, and Lü Yang did not press the other party for details. After a brief chat, Liu Mengruo gave Lü Yang a look, took his hand, and led him into an empty private training room, avoiding the crowd, and locked the door with a click.

The private room was somewhat dimly lit, but the soundproofing was good.

"Sister Mengruo, why did you bring me to the private tutoring room?"

Lu Yang blinked, deliberately feigning ignorance, and asked.

"snort!"

Liu Mengru rolled her eyes, lifted her foot, which was clad in a sneaker, and lightly kicked Lü Yang's leg in an annoyed tone: "Still pretending to be a big shot, huh? What are you standing there for? Come over here and help me hold my leg down. I need to stretch and do some yoga."

After their previous free-fighting session, Liu Mengruo realized that her opponent was not an innocent young man at all, but a master of romance.

Which boy could beat me so badly that I couldn't fight back?

"hey-hey……"

Seeing that he had been exposed, Lü Yang stopped pretending. He smirked and strode forward, straightening Liu Mengruo's slender waist and helping her adjust.

"Madam, your stretching posture is incorrect; it's too easy to hurt your back and is bad for your health."

Lu Yang leaned close to her ear and teased, "Stop for a second, let me, your personal trainer, teach you some authentic yoga."

After a while, Lü Yang had done his job well, guiding Liu Mengruo through seven rounds of authentic yoga.

Even in the end, Liu Mengruo looked as if she had been pulled out of the river, and she still hadn't mastered the technique.

Furthermore, he eventually found Lü Yang an eyesore and kicked him out of the private room.

Seeing this, Lü Yang snorted and pushed open the door of the private room with a refreshed look. He went to the weight room outside and worked up a sweat for half a day before taking a shower. Just as he was about to return to the store, his phone started vibrating.

When Lü Yang opened the message, he saw it was from Cheng Yue.

Cheng Yue: [Lü Yang, are you at work yet? My friend and I will be there in about forty minutes.]

They're a big client!

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang perked up and immediately replied with lightning speed: 【I'm at work now. Sister Cheng Yue can just come directly; I'll greet you at the entrance in a bit.】