Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 654 - 77 My Requirements for Men Aren’t High

"Wrap that one up for me too."

Li Mumu casually pointed to a display case, then picked up her teacup to continue savoring the black tea the shop owner had prepared.

Drinking South Seas black tea in Tianmen’s territory sounds like nothing but showing off, with apparently no other brag-worthy aspect.

But to a businessman, this kind of pretense is the most important thing.

Whether one is drinking black tea or Hennessy, what matters is that others can’t have it.

The shopkeeper adjusted his monocle and gestured to a server to fetch something.

"Miss Li, this is a gentleman’s watch."

"I know."

"The one next to it is pricier; it’s the famous..."

"I like this one."

"Alright, I get it."

The shopkeeper revealed an understanding smile, took the gift box holding the watch from the server, and handed it to Li Mumu.

"How much?"

"You’re joking with me again. Anything on this counter that you like, you can just take."

"So, I shouldn’t be polite with you?"

"You being overly polite makes us seem like strangers."

Once the owner turned and left, Li Mumu took the watch out and tried it on her wrist for size.

Purely handcrafted... that goes without saying, since there are no digital watches these days. Mechanical watches like this, even without any gold or glittery ornamentation, aren’t something the ordinary folk can afford.

Li Mumu actually had a hard time distinguishing good from bad when it came to men’s watches.

Fashion is something no one can pinpoint.

If you’re on-trend, even wearing feces on your head will get people’s praise.

The rich in the country are generally more understated, following the principle of not flaunting one’s wealth.

The style of this watch is quite nice; without complicated decorations, it doesn’t look cheap, yet it won’t make one seem like a nouveau riche.

"You should know what it means to give a man a watch, right?"

Wendy, who was sitting opposite, sipping tea, said in a low voice.

"Normally, any gift to a man would suggest to others that I’m interested in him."

Li Mumu shook her head, unconvinced.

"One cannot live by others’ views. I thought you of all people would understand that."

Wendy herself is someone who never cares about others’ opinions. Not to mention living by them, she doesn’t even want to live within their line of sight.

Being back in the country for so long, Li Mumu has not seen her socialize at all.

But just because you don’t see it, doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.

With Nyarlathotep’s patronage and the handy ability to traverse Dreamland for Children, Wendy often vanishes without a trace, leaving even Li Mumu in the dark about what she’s up to behind the scenes.

That’s not to say she’s completely clueless.

It all boils down to two things.

Selling Nether Banknotes to customers who have lost a loved one, and peddling Western medicine to customers whose relatives are still living.

Li Mumu may not understand, but she chooses to respect it.

People have different hobbies and preferences; there are those in future generations who are into exhaust pipes, lizards, sending their grandmothers to care facilities, eating cream-filled doughnuts, researching how magnets could destroy the earth...

Compared to that, a young girl who simply loves the aesthetics of death seems so normal.

She doesn’t create tragedies; she’s just keen on appreciating them.

The owner of this place, on the surface, deals in luxury goods, specializing in selling high-end Western garments, leather bags, watches, and jewelry. But behind the scenes, he’s a fence, willing to take on any kind of goods, including the medicine that Li Mumu and Wendy have on hand.

It’s unclear how Wendy found this shopkeeper. She wants to unload the whole batch of goods, but the shopkeeper doesn’t have the appetite for it all—hence, she dragged Li Mumu here to negotiate.

Wendy is lazy, limiting bargaining to no more than three sentences; one word more, and she’d give up right away.

If it were a local auntie from Tianmen, she could go on for half an hour without taking a sip of water.

Li Mumu was more of a middle-of-the-road type.

"We don’t need that much money anymore."

Once wealth accumulates to a certain amount, it just becomes pure numbers.

Like those top tycoons who say they have no concept of money, they’re not really bragging.

Personal expenses have a limit.

Even if you eat gold for meals every day, you can’t eat that much.

Plus, our productive forces are not as exaggerated as they will be in the future.

The Shen Family owns so much real estate but can’t split themselves into eight to sleep in eight beds every night.

Too clever by half, in the end, they make the wedding dress for others.

"What do you think about me keeping a man?"

"Is it enough?"

Wendy raised her brow and asked back, "Why not consider following in the glorious footsteps of those Grand Sorceresses, hold an art salon, and keep a group of disposable pretty boys, using a different one on Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and another on Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday?"

"There’s no need for that; I am, after all, a proper woman."

Li Mumu declined the suggestion.

It’s fine to play in the game world, but one must maintain some decorum in reality.

"Wang Yunxiao is not a good choice."

Wendy advised kindly, "He’s ambitious and capable. You might not be able to handle him. If you really need a man to satisfy physical needs, you’d be better off finding someone like your dad. Rich, honest, loyal to family, and caring."

Li Mumu glanced sideways at Wendy, "That’s your taste. You just want a man to wash your socks and underwear."

Wendy shrugged her shoulders and didn’t deny it.

"I actually don’t care if it’s a man, a woman, or even a corpse."

As long as they can get the job done.

"I don’t particularly like Wang Yunxiao’s type either."

Li Mumu took a sip of tea.

"Have I ever told you, I have a thing for uncles?" 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"No, what do you mean?"

"I like the older type, those who like to take care of people... not the kind that wash clothes and cook for you, you know what I mean?"

Wendy nodded, "So, you are into Wang Yunxiao because he takes care of his younger brothers and sisters?"

"I haven’t set my sights on him."

"I think he hasn’t set his sights on you either."

"That’s kind of hurtful to say."

"The truth hurts."

Wendy chuckled, "Don’t you think you’re a bit too dominant? And it just so happens he is not lacking women around him."

Li Mumu was silent for two seconds, then couldn’t help but argue, "We’re having an equal exchange; there’s no issue with dominance. Besides, I didn’t make any improper requests to him, did I?"

"You did."

"When?"

"When you said, ’Wang Yunxiao, you don’t even have the courage to pay back US$500, yet you dare to ask a girl who easily lent you US$500 to attend a charity auction...’"

"..."

Li Mumu snorted coldly, "Does a grown man need to be that sensitive?"

"How can a man who’s not sensitive take care of his younger brothers and sisters?"

Wendy shrugged, "If I were him, having been humiliated like that by you, I would’ve turned to another girl for comfort long ago."

"That’s impossible!"

Li Mumu was full of confidence.