I am not just a tycoon-Chapter 606 - 380 Competing for Favor Comparison Old

Chapter 606: Chapter 380: Competing for Favor, Comparison, Old Acquaintance_2

Chapter 606 -380: Competing for Favor, Comparison, Old Acquaintance_2

Qiao Lei finished speaking, nervously took a sip of milk, and cautiously observed Shen Yuan’s expression.

Just having mentioned not to argue, now she couldn’t help but speak again. Would senior hit me again?

Liew Menglu smiled and said, “I’ll hold back, I’ll restrain myself this time just for you.”

Shen Yuan glanced at Qiao Lei: “It seems your butt is itching again, these kind of divisive remarks, you are not allowed to say them next time.”

“Oh, okay.”

Qiao Lei quietly complied.

After breakfast, Shen Yuan had his driver take Qiao Lei and Long Jinghan to work. One was in charge of Jingfu’s online operations, and the other was a mainstay in the foundation; both usually quite busy with work.

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As for Liew Menglu, she should be freer during this period.

However, from the videos and photos she sent him, even when she’s free, she is either working out doing yoga, taking care of her beauty regimen, or going shopping and hanging out with Qiao Lei and Long Jinghan.

She’s someone that can’t sit still.

Liew Menglu planned to go shopping in a while, and recalling Shen Yuan’s request from yesterday, she asked, “Honey, do you need anything specific for the screen?”

Shen Yuan thought for a moment, “I want one that’s 100 inches, high definition, vibrant colors, high resolution, overall better than the projector we currently watch.”

Last night while watching a movie, Shen Yuan noticed some flaws in the projector, its image would blur and turn white with stronger ambient light, and the color saturation also decreased.

There are now 8K monitors available on the market, and this projector is still not even 4K quality.

“Mm, got it. Do you need me to buy anything else?”

“I can’t think of anything else at the moment… Oh right, change the sound system too. The sound quality feels a bit off.”

When they initially set up the soft furnishings, though they used high-end equipment, it was not top-tier, and now he sees room for improvement.

Liew Menglu nodded, then quietly asked, “Honey, why don’t you come with me?”

Actually, she didn’t have an issue shopping alone, but she received a WeChat message from He Xia in the morning, saying Jiang Wanyi didn’t believe the house and car were hers and claimed they were borrowed.

Liew Menglu didn’t know if Jiang Wanyi was brainless or just shamelessly resilient—not even capable of discerning right from wrong.

The two chatted more, and He Xia casually mentioned that Jiang Wanyi and her husband would be shopping at IFC Mall at noon today.

She thought, since Jiang Wanyi won’t acknowledge reality unless it hits her like a ton of bricks, might as well nail her coffin shut.

Shen Yuan thought about it, he had nothing else aside from the lawyer coming later. He could visit the clubhouse in the afternoon.

Might as well go indulge in some shopping to satisfy his buying impulse.

“Alright, I’ll go with you.”

“Yay!”

“…”

At 10 in the morning, two suavely dressed lawyers from Chenlang Law Firm arrived, and after some pleasantries, Shen Yuan signed heaps of documents regarding the transfer of shares.

The lawyers mentioned that some preliminary work had been completed over the past two days, so Shen Yuan could go to the clubhouse in the afternoon as the new boss.

During the meeting, the general manager of the clubhouse Tang Zhixue called to schedule a time, and Shen Yuan set it for 2:30 p.m.

After finishing these tasks, it was only 11 o’clock, still plenty of time left, so Shen Yuan took Liew Menglu to IFC Mall in his G63.

Shopping is a woman’s nature, their dopamine surges during retail therapy, naturally elevating their mood.

Especially with luxury goods, these brands continually stimulate their consumerism through fashion trends and brand effect, coupled with the social status these brands confer, they unconsciously fall into the consumption trap.

Stepping into the second floor of IFC Mall, Liew Menglu transformed, confident and radiant, clinging to Shen Yuan’s arm like a proud swan.

It’s strange, she seems odd today.

Firstly, they went to Prada, where the shop assistant Alisa, an old acquaintance, saw Shen Yuan from afar and rushed over with a face full of smiles: “Mr. Shen, Miss Liew, long time no see~”

Shen Yuan nodded at her: “Just checking out some bags and accessories.”

“No problem, right this way.”

Alisa gestured with an open hand, thinking, not just bags, even I am available for perusal.

Julia, standing not too far away, saw it was Shen Yuan again, grinding her molars in annoyance.

In the past few months, Shen Yuan had spent at least a million in their store, accumulating over a million points.

At one time, he was her customer!

Ms. Zhou, what were you thinking?

Ditching Mr. Shen for Mr. Hou and dragging me down with you!

I may not know about others, but you are truly foolish!

“Help me get that white soft sound.”

Liew Menglu pointed to a new bag of the season.

“Sure thing.”

Alisa enthusiastically fetched the bag and handed it to Liew Menglu, adding, “Miss Liew has great taste. This is our new autumn model, very stylish and the color is versatile…”

Priced at 29,000, it’s not expensive; even without Shen Yuan’s help, she could afford it with her own allowance.

Liew Menglu put on the bag and struck a couple of poses for Shen Yuan, her eyes sparkling as she asked, “Hubby, how do I look?”

Shen Yuan nodded, “Not bad. If you think it’s good, go ahead and get it.”

Hearing the word “hubby,” Alisa’s eyelids twitched. Had Mr. Shen already settled down?

She scrutinized Liew Menglu carefully: fair skin, delicate features, and a quite nice figure—worthy of being a woman brought by Mr. Shen, never disappointing.

Of course, this might just be a term of affection. If I were Mr. Shen, I wouldn’t want to get married either.

Better to roam free a few more years.

However, Alisa knew she had no chance, feeling decently attractive herself but incomparable to the women by Mr. Shen’s side.

For the next while, Shen Yuan accompanied Liew Menglu shopping through LV, Balenciaga, Hermès, Bulgari…

Liew Menglu shopped extravagantly. She’d long passed the stage where buying two bags made her hands tremble. She knew Shen Yuan was very wealthy, exceptionally so!

Shen Yuan was also happy to see it, as each transaction caused a fluctuation in his bank account.

The shopping trip went smoothly. After browsing Chanel with her, Shen Yuan planned to go upstairs to check out monitors and peripherals.

However, unexpectedly, they bumped straight into a friend of Liew Menglu.

“Wan Yi, what a coincidence! Are you and your husband here too?”

Liew Menglu warmly waved at the couple in front.

“Friend?”

Shen Yuan asked.

Liew Menglu smiled and nodded, “Yeah, my college roommate and her husband.”

“Hello.”

Since they were friends, Shen Yuan didn’t put on airs and nodded to the two.

But he noticed, this woman named “Wan Yi” looked somewhat displeased.

“Hello, hello.”

Her greeting was a bit unnatural, and her body language was stiff.

In fact, Jiang Wanyi had noticed them even before they arrived. At first, she was surprised, then stunned, soon realizing she should hurry away! Avoid coming face-to-face!

Yet, here they were.

Liew Menglu alone wasn’t a concern; the man at her side was crucial.

In his twenties, rakishly handsome, tall, and well-proportioned, he stood out anywhere.

Crucially, he was dressed in at least a million worth of attire, clad in Zegna and Brioni, sporting an 800,000 Patek Philippe wristwatch.

A man who could afford such lavish wardrobe was worth conservatively a hundred million, perhaps even more.

So, buying Liew Menglu a house and a Porsche was no issue at all.

She had totally miscalculated this time; he had truly moved up!

Everyone fears comparison; she used to think her husband was decent, but now, not so much.

His height, his looks, his physique—all paled in comparison.

Her husband was 172 cm tall and weighed 180 pounds, looking stout and round, with poorly managed skin, dark and marred by many acne scars.

And financially?

While he could buy her a Porsche 911, all her husband could afford was a Mercedes C-class. Was there even a comparison?

Time to go, they had to leave quickly!

“We’ll head off first; planning to check out other stores.”

Jiang Wanyi pulled her husband and headed outside, abandoning the bag they had just been eyeing. Better come back another day!