Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce-Chapter 664 - 240: The Handsome Uncle Is Actually a Billionaire—Do I Still Have a Chance?

Chapter 664: Chapter 240: The Handsome Uncle Is Actually a Billionaire—Do I Still Have a Chance?

Camping’s over.

This journey is also wrapping up.

Calls from Shanghai City have been frequent lately.

The little secretaries don’t dare to ask directly.

They only hint at some difficulties the company is facing.

The message is clear: the company is in trouble, return quickly.

Can’t he tell what these little secretaries are thinking?

"My journey’s time has come to an end, what about you? Will you continue, or go home?" Sun Dasheng asked the two young girls at the farewell party.

Han Meimei looked reluctant; she’s just starting to get along well with Handsome Uncle, how could he be leaving?

How can this be?

But she has no reason to make him stay.

She could only sulk silently.

"What do you say, Linglong?" she asked her friend beside her.

Cui Linglong’s expression showed some inner struggle before she said, "We should be going back too; the notifications arrived a while ago, and the family is probably preparing a graduation party for us."

"Huh? We need to prepare a graduation party?" Han Meimei looked a little confused.

Before Cui Linglong could speak, Sun Dasheng took over the topic, "I know about this; it existed when I was in school."

"It’s mainly about inviting classmates and teachers home to have a lively gathering."

"We can’t miss out on this."

"Really..." Han Meimei found it a bit troublesome, as she prefers quiet over hustle and bustle.

Cui Linglong, however, was full of anticipation, "In the blink of an eye, it’s been two months since the college entrance exams, and I haven’t seen my classmates for a while; I really miss them."

In the midst of chatting,

Cui Linglong’s phone rang.

"Hello, Mom? What? Tomorrow is the graduation party? So rushed? But I’m still here in Dali."

"Alright, I’ll do my best."

Cui Linglong hung up the phone looking helpless.

She complained to the others: "My mom called saying the graduation party is set for tomorrow. Isn’t that crazy? Knowing I’m out playing, she gave notice just one day in advance, it’s ridiculous."

"Can’t blame Auntie; with transportation so convenient now, you can practically get anywhere in the country in a day; she probably wanted you to enjoy a few more days out," Han Meimei offered a different perspective.

"Oh, makes sense," Cui Linglong, born in the Year of the Horse, immediately cheered up.

"Then let’s set off," she said, turning her gaze to Sun Dasheng.

"I can leave anytime," Sun Dasheng shrugged, stood up, and went to settle the bill.

It turned out this little girl had quietly paid the bill midway.

Seeing Sun Dasheng giving her a peculiar look, she puffed up her chest, saying: "It’s the 21st century now; machoism isn’t in vogue, anyone can treat."

She thought Sun Dasheng, this big man, would mind her paying for the meal and feel somewhat embarrassed.

Who knew, he lightly chuckled, said "Thanks for the treat," and simply walked towards their car.

His face showed not a hint of embarrassment.

This piqued Cui Linglong’s curiosity about him.

Han Meimei saw her best friend staring at the man she liked, and her heart skipped a beat; she couldn’t help but imagine the dramatic storyline from TV where best friends fight over the same man.

No way, no way.

Could my hunch this morning be right?

Has Cui Linglong really taken a liking to Handsome Uncle?

Han Meimei instantly felt gloomy.

She knew her place.

In terms of looks, they were evenly matched.

But her family background was vastly inferior.

And Linglong’s graceful personality was more popular among boys at school.

A sense of crisis surged in her heart.

On the way to Dali.

Cui Linglong looked puzzled at the frequent glances from Han Meimei and moved closer to whisper, "Meimei, what’s up, is something wrong?"

Han Meimei, suddenly probed, stammered: "N-nothing’s wrong."

"Oh." Cui Linglong withdrew, sitting up straight.

She wondered: could I be overthinking it?

Dali Airport.

Seeing the unfamiliar place,

Cui Linglong rolled down the window, looked outside, and asked loudly, "Where’s this? It’s not like the train station we usually get off at."

With Sun Dasheng silent at the wheel,

She suddenly panicked; oh no, could it really be trouble?

Has he been pretending all along just to get close to her, gain her trust, and then abduct her to sell into the mountains?

Mountain women?

Cui Linglong had seen the show.

She knew the grim fate of those women sold off to mountain villages.

This scared her enough to make her lips turn pale.

Her hand discreetly clutched the car door handle, ready for a thrilling escape scene.

Her other hand subtly tugged at Han Meimei’s skirt beneath to alert her.

Han Meimei, confused, asked, "Linglong, why are you tugging my skirt?"

This terrified Cui Linglong, leaving her heart racing, eyes frantically signaling to her clueless friend: don’t speak!

Who knew Han Meimei had zero awareness and continued asking, "Linglong, is there something wrong with your eyes? Why are you blinking so much?"

At that moment, a laughing sound came from the front seat: ’Pfft.’

That’s it!

We’ve been found out.

This foolish friend got her killed.

She decided to just let it all out and scolded loudly: "Han Meimei, you’re such a pig! My hints were so obvious, and you didn’t catch on?"

Han Meimei’s surprise caused her mouth to open slightly, "What was I supposed to know? What are you hinting at?"

"You’re dumb, this obviously isn’t the way to the train station! He’s going to sell us!" Cui Linglong didn’t hold back, speaking directly.