A moment later, it was dry.
Li Wennin raised her slender arm, threading it through the straps of her underwear, and fastened the buttons on her chest. As a dance student, her arms often ached from dancing, and it was a hassle to fasten the back-closure underwear, so she preferred front-closure ones for convenience.
Because she was a student who hadn't been in a relationship, her choices in style and color leaned towards the cute side. Today, she was wearing a pink underwear with a strawberry pattern.
Did her slender, soft body look beautiful and sweet in the pink strawberry patterned underwear? Why the question mark after sweet? Because she didn't know if it was sweet, she hadn't tasted it.
She put on her brother-in-law's white shirt, which just covered the strawberry pattern, leaving her two fair and long legs exposed. Her brother-in-law had worn it once that afternoon, and the white shirt still carried his masculine scent.
Having dressed like this, she gently pushed open the door and stepped out of the bathroom, standing on the mat.
"Whoa..." The little one jumped off the bed and came to Li Wennin, touching her thigh. "Daddy, Daddy, look at Auntie's legs, they're so white, so white! The big, white legs you like the most. You watch big, white legs on Douyin every day. Auntie also has big, white legs. Daddy, come and touch them."
"…"
Liang Canwen was immediately embarrassed by this filial son.
However, Li Wennin's legs were genuinely white and long.
Li Wennin stood on the mat, mortified, her hands pulling down on her white shirt to cover more of her long, white legs. Her delicate, pink feet, with nowhere to go, were almost digging a villa into the floor.
"Why didn't you put on slippers before coming out?"
"You threw away sister's slippers."
"Wear mine for tonight. I'll buy some tomorrow. They're at the very bottom of the shoe rack next to the door."
"Okay."
Li Wennin was about to bend down to get her slippers, but then straightened up.
Because she was wearing her brother-in-law's white shirt, which was big and loose, bending over would reveal too much of her neckline, and the strawberry pattern underneath the shirt.
Liang Canwen saw her embarrassment and went to the kitchen on the pretext of getting a drink.
This time, Li Wennin quickly squatted down, took out her slippers, and put them on. She tapped Yanyan's hand, "Touch, touch, touch. You have to pay if you touch! Let's go to sleep," and then ran back to the bedroom with the little one, thudding with each step.
Liang Canwen "glug, glug~" drank most of a bottle of Yibao water. Listening to Li Wennin's voice as she coaxed her daughter to sleep in the bedroom, he realized that things were different from before. He used to think of Li Wennin as a child, but after seeing what he just saw, she was no longer a child, but a hot woman.
Once he realized this, coupled with the fact that he was in the same room with his sister-in-law for the first time without Li Wennin present, Liang Canwen became even more determined to buy a house. If he didn't buy a house, his sister-in-law would come over every now and then, and they would be alone in the same room. A man and a woman, like dry wood meeting a raging fire. What if things got out of hand?
Could he switch his mother-in-law?
From brother-in-law to brother-in-law?
Impossible.
A divorced man really didn't want to have too many entanglements with his ex-wife's family.
After trying to adjust his mindset, Liang Canwen finally returned to the room, lay down on the floor mat, turned off the lights, and went to sleep.
...
The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.
Waking up from a night's sleep, the daily cash reward was 10,000.
Name: Liang Canwen Wealth: 100,200 [Reward: A Man's Self-Cultivation Card]
[Reject being a greasy, shallow man. Maintain daily external image management, and consistently read books in your spare time to improve your inner cultivation. Accumulate these habits daily.]
[Invest in yourself with a one-time consumption, and receive a wealth multiplier (random multiple, and does not accumulate experience points).]
As expected of the Savior of Men System.
It improves both the external and internal aspects, helping one become a high-quality man, cultivated both inside and out.
Rather than being a shallow, unkempt nouveau riche.
After breakfast, Liang Canwen drove Yanyan to kindergarten and then dropped Li Wennin off at the entrance of Magic Dance.
"Bye, brother-in-law."
"Call me if you need anything."
"Okay."
Li Wennin watched the Bentley drive away and returned to her usual cold demeanor as the school's goddess.
Many students at the school gate saw this scene, it was so heartbreaking.
The goddess didn't come back all night. The next day, she was dropped off at school by a man in a Bentley. Anyone could guess what "don't want, don't want~" she'd been up to.
A boy who'd confessed his feelings to Li Wennin sneered. "What's this about not dating in college? It's all fake, all lies. It's not that she doesn't date, it's that she doesn't date ordinary people."
How happy and gentle she must have been in that Bentley, he thought. Then, turning around, she was back to being cold and distant at school.
She saved her tenderness for the rich, and gave her coldness to us ordinary people, right?
Ha, is this my goddess? My youth is over.
Some male fans immediately unfollowed her.
On the road, Liang Canwen received a WeChat message from Lu Yingfei:
[Are you busy, Brother Liang? Thanks for the bag you gave me yesterday. I'd like to treat you to a meal.]
"Forget about eating, I'm busy."
Forget about eating?
It seems like Brother Liang wasn't happy about me offering to treat him to a meal as thanks?
How should I thank him then?
Lu Yingfei watched Li Xingran, who was putting on makeup, and bit her lip again. She was struggling with her thoughts, indicating she was wavering, but Liang Canwen hadn't offered her enough to betray her best friend.
Lu Yingfei was overthinking things. She thought Liang Canwen wanted to sleep with her.
Liang Canwen was busy investing in improving himself, both inside and out.
Beep beep beep~
Ye Fanzhi sent a WeChat message: "[Are my qipao and underwear washed?]"
Liang Canwen: "[Yes, they are.]"
Ye Fanzhi: [Could you bring them to me when they're done? I'll send you the address. I have no clothes or underwear to wear.]
Liang Canwen: [Madam, you're joking, right? How could you not have underwear?]
Ye Fanzhi: [Don't believe me? I'll take a picture and show you if I'm wearing any.]
Liang Canwen: [I'll bring them over.]
Liang Canwen chuckled, finding this madam quite interesting. He drove to the dry cleaner's to pick up the clothes and deliver them to her.
A high-end community, balcony.
Ye Fanzhi wore a white, modest dress. The sun was shining brightly, and her skin was fair and beautiful. She scooped up a spoonful of water to water the flowers and plants.
"Fanzhi, I'm going to work," Wang Cheng said as he came out of the walk-in closet and changed his shoes by the door.
Ye Fanzhi turned around and saw him in casual clothes. "You're wearing casual clothes to work?"
"Um... not going to the office. I have a golf game with a client. I'm off."
Wang Cheng opened the door and left.
Ye Fanzhi sneered. She knew Wang Cheng wasn't going to meet a client; he was going to go shopping with Li Xingran.
Wang Cheng hadn't bought Li Xingran the 60,000-yuan bag yesterday, and Li Xingran was angry, so he was going to appease her.
Ye Fanzhi was becoming increasingly disgusted with this scumbag, Wang Cheng.
Wang Cheng was the man Ye Fanzhi had defied her family for, believing in love and bringing him from the countryside to the bustling city of Modu, transforming him from nothing into a socialite.
Ye Fanzhi was a woman of Modu, and at heart, she was quite proud.
What she could give to Wang Cheng, she could also take back.
She intended to take everything from Wang Cheng, leaving him with nothing, and sending him back to the countryside where he came from.
The underground parking garage.
The Mercedes-Benz S600 was the company car. Usually, Wang Cheng drove an older Cayenne, which he'd bought years ago. Now, with business not doing well, he presented a glamorous image to outsiders, but in reality, he was struggling.
"…I don't care, you have to buy me a bag today. My best friend's boyfriend bought her a sixty-thousand-yuan bag. I divorced for you, and now you're unwilling to buy me one, right Wang Cheng?"
Wang Cheng got into the Cayenne while on the phone.
"Oh, come on, don't be mad. I didn't say I wouldn't buy it for you. The company's been investing heavily in research and development lately. You know how tough business is these days. Even my big client, Golden Sands Beauty Salon, went under. They're selling it off, and I'm not doing great either."
"Golden Sands went under?"
"You know about that?"
"My husband, no, my ex-husband's friend owned it."
"Your husband Tony actually knows people like that, huh?"
"Even though I'm divorced, I remember everything he's done for me and our daughter over the years. I don't look down on him at all. Please don't call him Tony like that, okay?"
"Right, right. You don't look down on him at all. You just think he doesn't make enough money."
"..."
"Have you heard if Golden Sands has been transferred?"
"I'm not close to Chen Qian, and besides, I'm divorced from Liang Canwen. He definitely wouldn't help me. And… why should I help you ask? I'm not your wife!"
"Alright, alright, I'm driving now. Wait for me a moment."
Wang Cheng quickly hung up the phone. This topic couldn't continue. Because Li Xingran was divorced, she now wanted Wang Cheng to divorce as well, so she could become the new wife.
This woman had become increasingly demanding since her divorce. Sometimes she dared to raise her voice at Wang Cheng, pressuring him to buy whatever she wanted. He couldn't refuse. The things that used to appease her, like things worth a few thousand dollars, no longer worked. Wang Cheng felt quite passive now.
She's got nothing to lose. Li Xingran had nothing left, and Wang Cheng didn't dare to anger her, fearing she would expose their affair to his wife.
The Cayenne slowly drove out of its parking space and left. A brand new, sapphire blue Bentley Bentayga drove in.
Wang Cheng cast an envious glance. With the economy being so bad these past few years, to still be able to buy a luxury car... they were rich.
He wanted to see which homeowner it was, but it was too dark in the basement to make out anything clearly. He only saw the other person park the car in their own parking space.
Wang Cheng peeked out, intending to stop them, but then thought better of it and ducked back in. They were neighbors, and neighbors who drove a Bentley, at that. It couldn't hurt to let it slide.
So, he hit the gas and drove out of the garage.
"Hey, ma'am, I'm in the basement. Come down and get it."
"2201."
"No, do I have to bring it up to you?"
"My husband is dead, what are you afraid of? You think I'm going to eat you?"
"But I saw a Cayenne leaving your parking spot just now?"
"That was Old Wang from next door."
"..."
"Mr. Liang, hurry up and come up, you don't want your wife to go without underwear, do you?"