After my divorce, I started to have good luck-Chapter 978 - 520: Still Have to Rely on Myself (Part 2)

Chapter 978: Chapter 520: Still Have to Rely on Myself (Part 2)

She somewhat reluctantly drove out of East Lake Garden and, according to the previous plan, headed to Hong Xiaodan’s studio.

Hong Xiaodan’s studio is located not far from Red Villa Bay. Including her as the temporary manager, there are a total of five employees.

As this temporary manager, her salary isn’t the highest, but undoubtedly the work is the easiest. The other four employees consist of two fashion designers, each with a design assistant, and their main task is to fulfill various fashion design orders, big or small.

There aren’t many orders, mostly small orders from private clothing factories in Tianzhou, sometimes even just favors for acquaintances.

As a result, Hong Xiaodan’s studio used to struggle just to break even, as it frequently failed to secure business.

She spent over an hour at the studio pretending to be busy, inquiring about the progress of orders held by the two designers, and then left work early.

At the studio, as the temporary manager, she was quite detached, able to arrive late and leave early. Her basic responsibilities included supervising the progress of the two designers and contacting Hong Xiaodan, the boss, when necessary. Other than that, there was really nothing else to do.

Considering her relationship with Hong Xiaodan, of course, she worked whenever she wanted, and stayed home when she didn’t.

In this way, she still managed to earn a monthly salary of six thousand yuan, which she didn’t find too little.

Especially compared to her previous job, it was really too easy.

She drove the car to the lakeside pedestrian street, parked, then took out her phone and sent a beautiful selfie to Fish No. 5, with the landmark of the lakeside pedestrian street in the background.

Fish No. 5 immediately sent back a drooling emoji.

Han Shipei skillfully sent a laughing-behind-her-hand emoji.

[Are you at the lakeside pedestrian street?]

[Yes, just taking a casual stroll alone.]

[Alone? That’s too sad, want me to come keep you company?]

[Can you?]

[Of course I can, I’ll be right over.]

A little more than ten minutes later, Fish No. 5 arrived in his Lexus. He was a young man in his thirties with a flat top haircut, a slightly rugged face, about 1.7 meters tall, with a somewhat pockmarked face and not very good skin.

This man was named Wang Yuefeng, the owner of a chain of appliance stores. They had met a little over two months ago when she went to his store to buy a fan.

They had been in touch intermittently since then; he had taken her out to dinner once, karaoke once, and ended up gifting her a gold necklace worth over a thousand yuan.

In return, she had allowed him some liberties, like hugging and touching, but they hadn’t checked into a room or had sex; she was still keeping him on the hook.

Wang Yuefeng claimed he wasn’t married and was single, which she didn’t believe. Fortunately, she wasn’t genuinely planning to date him, let alone marry him, because she really didn’t think much of him.

She just wanted to extract some more benefits from him, and if not necessary, she didn’t want to sleep with him.

The reason for inviting him to the pedestrian street today was obvious—to get him to foot the bill, as she had her eye on a brand-name dress in a store there, priced at over three thousand yuan, not too expensive, and she believed he’d pay for it.

Indeed, as expected, the two joked and laughed their way into that store; she pretended to fancy the dress and tried it on for him to assess. Wang Yuefeng, smiling, commented that it looked good and suited her well; Han Shipei, feigning reluctance, said it was too expensive and she shouldn’t buy it.

Wang Yuefeng predictably took the bait, generously declaring that over three thousand was not expensive, and he bought it to gift her.

Han Shipei effortlessly appeared deeply moved, thanked him, and deliberately linked her arm with his, pressing her chest against his arm.

Wang Yuefeng immediately looked like a lecherous uncle, squinting and grinning wickedly, which made Han Shipei internally scoff at him.

After obtaining the dress she liked for free, she didn’t pressure Wang Yuefeng to buy her anything else.

She was experienced in playing the long game for maximum gain, well-versed over the years, and wasn’t about to grab everything at once, or as they say, kill the goose that lays the golden eggs.

There was also the issue of risk. She couldn’t con too much out of him at once, or if he turned vindictive, she’d end up with nothing and get into trouble.

Since he had already spent over three thousand yuan on her, Han Shipei reciprocated just enough, staying closely linked to his arm, touching and nudging like a couple in love.

After strolling the pedestrian street for nearly an hour, as the lights came on, Wang Yuefeng once again offered to treat her to dinner.

Of course, Han Shipei didn’t refuse and got into his car directly.

Wang Yuefeng mentioned a private kitchen located in a residential area, so she followed him without suspecting anything. Together, they arrived at a residential area and then entered an older apartment building.

She realized something was amiss too late, as he suddenly grabbed her arm, and before she had time to shout, she was pulled into a room whose door had just opened.

Someone accompanied them, and as soon as they entered, the door slammed shut behind them.

...

Chen Feng was on the balcony at East Lake Garden, scrolling through his phone for a while, then meditated for over an hour before calling Hong Xiaodan directly. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Hong Xiaodan was currently tossing and turning in bed, thinking about how to tell her parents she was pregnant, when Chen Feng’s call suddenly came in.

At first, she almost thought she was seeing things, but after staring at it for a while, confirming it was indeed Chen Feng’s name, she nervously picked up the call.

"Is it convenient to talk now?" Chen Feng asked calmly.

"Yes, it’s convenient," Hong Xiaodan replied promptly.

"I know about your pregnancy. What are your plans now?" Chen Feng went straight to the point.

"I... I don’t know," Hong Xiaodan said, slightly out of breath, her palms sweat from the nervousness.

"Are you really planning to have the child?"

"...Yes." After giving this response, Hong Xiaodan felt even more anxious.

"Alright. You can have the child; I won’t oppose it. However, I won’t personally raise it with you. At most, I’ll provide some child support, and when the time is appropriate, I’ll see him or her, so they know I am their father. Other than that, I can’t give you any guarantees. Do you understand?"

"...Yes, I understand."

This issue was primarily Hong Xiaodan’s responsibility; Chen Feng’s willingness to do so was already beyond her expectations.

"Have you told your parents about your pregnancy?"

"Not yet. I... don’t know how to tell them."

"Just tell them the truth. If you put all the blame on me, I won’t acknowledge it. Let me make it clear upfront: both of us know your pregnancy is not my responsibility. If you plan to force a marriage by involving your parents against my family, I won’t agree to it. If you do, I won’t acknowledge the child you’re carrying."