The village beauty and me!

Xu Huifang glanced at Chen Huan, then at the small medicine bottle he was playing with in his hand.

He couldn't help but tense up, crossing his arms and asking, "What else do you want to do?"

The fat boy was very sensible; he slipped out and even closed the door from the outside.

Chen Huan clicked his tongue. "Don't get me wrong."

"You can take this money with you when you leave."

Xu Huifang's eyes widened in surprise. "Are you serious? You're giving me all this money?"

"Nonsense, do you think we're asking for this for ourselves?"

"Take it. You earned it through your own abilities, so you have nothing to be ashamed of," Chen Huan said, half-jokingly and half-teasingly.

Xu Huifang's face turned as red as a ripe tomato, so embarrassed she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

After hesitating for a moment, and under Chen Huan's repeated urging, he finally found a bag, wrapped up the 300,000 yuan in cash, and rolled it up.

"Alright, let's go back."

"Now that we have money, we're ready to develop the economy and take off, so let's go all out!"

"But don't do something foolish again."

"With such good looks and such a great figure, don't let those old perverts get their hands on her," Chen Huan continued to tease.

Xu Huifang gritted her teeth. "Don't worry, I've learned my lesson."

After saying that, she blushed, turned her head, opened the door, and left.

"Oh, so you're letting them go already?"

"I thought you were going to take advantage of the situation..." the fat man grinned and winked.

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Huan kicked him, saying, "I'm not as sleazy as you."

The two were playfully bickering when Chen Huan's phone rang.

It was Kim Dae-sung who called.

The first thing he said was congratulations to Chen Huan on getting his driver's license.

This guy is pretty well-informed.

  

Chen Huan smiled and said, "Old Jin, thank you very much."

"Hey, come back in a bit, let's keep drinking."

Kim Dae-sung stammered on the other end, "Let's put drinking aside for now, I'll treat you later."

"Hey, are you free right now? Could you come to the county town? I need your help with something."

"What's up?" Chen Huan asked casually.

Kim Dae-sung coughed twice. "Let's talk about it when we meet, please."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Huan frowned. "Why is that old guy acting so strangely today?"

"Why did you go to the county town?"

Since there was nothing else to do, they simply called Fatty along, and headed straight for the county town without even having a meal.

The address Kim Dae-sung gave wasn't a residential area, but rather a fairly large flower shop.

Even from a distance, you can tell that this flower shop is decorated in a very stylish way, with tall floor-to-ceiling windows that extend from the second floor all the way to the first floor.

There are very few shops this upscale in the entire county.

The fat man clicked his tongue in disapproval. "In this run-down little town, how can they possibly make money opening such a high-end flower shop?"

There are only two possibilities for people who do this kind of business.

Chen Huan asked curiously, "Which two?"

The fat man shook his head and said, "Either a donkey kicked his brain, or a door squeezed his brain."

Chen Huan couldn't help but laugh.

The fat man then added, "Seriously speaking, someone who can open such a high-class flower shop must be rich."

"Either it's for sentimental reasons, or it's a kept woman showing off."

"You freaking know a lot," Chen Huan teased as he opened the car door.

As soon as I came out, I saw Kim Dae-sung, sporting a slicked-back hairstyle, running out from behind the tall glass door.

"Brother, you must have had a long journey."

Chen Huan frowned as he looked at his pretentious appearance.

It's quite obvious that Kim Dae-sung wants him to help with something extraordinary.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so overly attentive; there's a limit to how much he could have done.

"It's not that hard, what's the matter?" Chen Huan asked directly.

Old Jin still refused to speak, and instead led him inside, saying, "Sit down, have a cup of tea, and we'll talk slowly."

The shop was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and two pretty young shop assistants greeted us politely.

However, it was clear that he was just going through the motions; after saying hello, he went about his own business.

"This flower shop isn't yours, is it?" the fat man asked with a grin.

Old Jin clicked his tongue. "I don't know anything about this. I'm only good at dealing with antiques and jewelry."

"This belongs to a friend of mine."

The fat man raised an eyebrow. "Are they the kind of friends you'd have a serious relationship with?"

Although Fatty is a bit sleazy and carefree, he can be quite shrewd at times.

One sentence was enough to make Lao Jin blush.

"No way, they really have an affair?" Chen Huan couldn't help but ask.

Before Lao Jin could answer.

At that moment, someone at the top of the stairs leading to the second floor slowly replied, "Not yet. I'd love to have an affair with him, but he ignores me."

Just by listening to that voice, you can tell the person speaking must be very good-looking.

At the very least, she'll be more sexy and attractive.

Sure enough, when Chen Huan turned his head to look up the stairs, a woman in her late thirties, with a slightly plump figure, was slowly walking down.

While her face may not be considered exceptionally beautiful, her figure and alluring charm make her a definite heartbreaker for middle-aged men.

Even a young man like Chen Huan couldn't help but feel his heart flutter at this moment.

"Ahem, why did you come down here?"

"You're not feeling well, you should rest," Old Jin said awkwardly as he approached.

"It's alright, the guests are here, I can't be completely rude, can I?"

"It's still possible to walk a few steps." The woman looked at Lao Jin with a hint of tenderness and appreciation in her eyes.

The fat man whispered in Chen Huan's ear, "Admire me, aren't you? I guessed right."

"I never expected that Old Jin would have such good fortune with a woman; she's a rich one."

"The clothes she's wearing are haute couture, and the necklace she's wearing is genuine jade."

Chen Huan still trusted the fat man's judgment.

At that moment, I immediately remembered that when I helped Lao Jin out of that predicament yesterday, those thugs mentioned that a pretty, well-built rich woman had hired them and they wanted to force Lao Jin to meet her.

"Could it be..." Chen Huan's eyes widened.

It was a natural guess that the stunningly beautiful older woman in front of him must be the one that Old Jin had been desperately trying to avoid.

But for some reason, after just one night, Old Jin changed his mind and started throwing himself at her.

When he went upstairs to help the woman, his actions, while not exactly attentive, showed a clear concern.

"No, this rich woman is crazy." Chen Huan suddenly frowned.

The fat man next to him chuckled softly, "Nonsense, would anyone with a sound mind open a flower shop here and be interested in Old Jin?"

"Even outstanding young men like me haven't had such an opportunity yet. What kind of world is this?"

"You don't know anything," Chen Huan cursed.

He then ignored the fat man and strode forward, blocking the two people who were about to walk down the steps.

"Old Jin, tell your girlfriend to go back upstairs right away. She can't stay here."

"Otherwise, the condition will worsen, and it might even become dangerous..."