Wei Duan Gong was at his poorest and most difficult time when he met Fang Jie, who came from a high-ranking family. Under the bridge of this virtuous wife, Wei rose to fame and finally made a name for himself in Nanjing, becoming a famous figure in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai provinces. However, after achieving success and fame, Wei Duan Gong gave Fang Jie a divorce certificate when she lacked nothing. Outsiders do not know whether Fang Jie hated Wei Gong or not, and some even speculated that Fang Jie was involved in Wei's downfall. As for the truth, only Fang Jie herself knows, sitting elegantly opposite Chen Er Gou.

  She had just brewed a pot of top-grade Pu'er tea that her friend had specially brought from Lin Cang, poured four cups, and handed them to Chen Er Gou with a slight bow. The young man's face was calm as he took the cup, his hands steady, slightly beyond her expectations. After surprising Zhou Jing and Ji Qing with her straightforwardness, she didn't rush to take advantage of the situation, but instead introduced the Pu'er tea in the cup to Chen Er Gou in a casual tone, "This tea is black as lacquer, 'Ben Cao Gang Mu Shi Yi' says it's the best for clearing one's intestines and sobering up. In the past, when my husband drank too much and came home, I would always help him brew a pot. Since you arrived in a hurry, there was no chance to let you taste Song Pinjing's Pu'er tea. Nowadays, the market is chaotic, with people speculating on Pu'er tea like they do with real estate or art pieces. Either it's 50-year-old tribute tea or 30-year-old precious tea, but where are all these ancient Pu'er teas that have aged over the years? My Song Pinjing's Qi Zi Bing were hard to come by, and I had to beg people for them."

  Chen Ergou didn't understand Pu'er tea, so he could only respectfully smile and carefully respond. Ji Jing furrowed her brow, while Zhou Jingru hesitated for a moment before chuckling softly with a hint of reminder: "Florence, Fang's Pu'er is not something just anyone can drink, especially the Song Pinjing brand cake tea, which is almost as old as your grandfather."

  "How can this tea be stored for so long?" Chen Ergou asked in surprise.

  "A block of one or two liang, storing a Song Pinjing brand biscuit tea for a hundred years, is almost enough to match a mid-range sedan. Otherwise, how can Fang's Pu'er be said to be not easy to drink?" Zhou Jingfeng smiled lightly and shallowly, her bones were charming and the tea fragrance was quietly floating around, lingering and swirling, no wonder Wei Duan Gong, who believed in "a good horse does not eat grass that has been turned back", regretted divorcing her from time to time.

  "It's not that exaggerated."

  Fang Jie smiled and said, "When you're drinking tea, you can't think about that. Drinking tea is about calming your mind, getting rid of distractions and troubles. If you haven't even taken a sip but are already thinking about how much money you've spent, then it's just vulgar."

  Ji Jing glanced at Zhou Jingru with a hint of schadenfreude, but the latter smiled calmly, still exuding an enchanting and captivating aura that turned people's heads.

  Chen Ergou's tongue was numb, and his movements became slower as he drank tea. Perhaps he didn't have the foundation to appreciate tea, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't taste the nuances. After all, he was just a farmer who might spend his whole life remembering the flavor of the homemade hot sauce made by the crazy old man. Deep down, he liked the spicy and numbing aroma that entered his chest cavity. When he drank a big mouthful on a snowy day while entering the mountain, his whole body felt burning, and he shouted loudly in the Beijing accent that Lao Jiu Gui had taught him since childhood. That was called intoxication, unlike this astonishingly expensive tea, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get into it.

  "Floating life, can you drive?" Fang Jie waited for Chen Erdou to finish a cup of tea and then poured him another one.

  Chen Erdou shook his head.

  Zhou Jingwen couldn't help but laugh at this, seemingly thinking that a man who can't drive is really quite rare.

  Ji Jing looked at Fang Jie with a mixture of surprise and curiosity, as if watching a good show. At first, she thought that Wei Duan Gong's first wife was just using Chen Fu Sheng as a pawn to confront them, but it seemed that she actually intended to support this young man. Otherwise, she wouldn't have offered him the old Pu'er tea. In Ji Jing's eyes, Fang Jie was stubborn and unyielding in many ways, but at least she was straightforward and didn't have too many ulterior motives. So when Fang Jie spoke up for Chen Fu Sheng, it was as if she was indirectly telling Ji Jing and Zhou Jing that she had accepted him. Ji Jing found this puzzling, but could accept it. What made her secretly laugh was Zhou Jing's behavior today - this woman who usually treated men like fools and played them around was actually helping Fang Jie speak up, which meant there must be some hidden scheme behind it.

  "Then start learning tomorrow and get your driver's license as soon as possible, I'll help you arrange it."

  Fang Jie seemed to have a bit of a headache, rubbed her temples and explained: "Qie Ru is not here, there's no reliable driver, I'm not very reassured."

  She saw the slightly disapproving expressions on Zhou Jingyun and Ji Jing's faces, sighed inwardly, and looked at them. Zhou Jingyun was a woman who had grown up in a honey jar, never worrying about not having men's pursuit and admiration, all the way to being admired and coveted. After meeting Duan Gong, she was labeled as the second wife of the Wei family, and was even worshiped as a female Bodhisattva by people. She was indeed clever, otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to entice Duan Gong, making a large group of diamond-rich old men go crazy. However, she had not experienced the bloody killings in the political arena, nor had she seen the fierce battles where white knives went in and red knives came out. She didn't know that this time, every step was treacherous, and Ji Jing, on the other hand, had a good eye for people and a clever mind, but she also didn't understand that at this moment, they were all on the same boat, and if the boat capsized, it wouldn't just be one person who suffered. In fact, Fang Jie could rely on her family background to escape luckily, but if Wei Duan Gong fell, they would lose their backing and 90% of them would drown. Thinking about this made Fang Jie even more worried. These things couldn't be said in front of Chen Fusheng's face, so she had to reason with them privately. Zhou Jingyun, who was smiling but hiding a knife, still didn't take it seriously, thinking that Fang Jie was just being alarmist and trying to muddy the waters. People's hearts were separated by their stomachs, and Fang Jie wasn't surprised at this. She had seen many couples sleeping in the same bed but still being vigilant towards each other, let alone them, who had been in a competitive relationship from the start, yesterday, today, and tomorrow.

  "Xia Cao, accompany Floating to go to the Shan Shui Hua Gate to help him bring over the things he needs to take, then go to Deji Square to buy a few sets of clothes. The subsequent arrangements will be decided by you all." Fang Jie picked up her tea cup and said calmly, as if she had already guessed that her daughter Wei Xia Cao would eavesdrop on their conversation at the stairs. Wei Xia Cao walked down the stairs with an unhappy face and asked: "Mom, what do you mean?"

  "My intention is that in the future, I will come to Zhongshan Golf."

  Fang Jie didn't care about her daughter's shocked and angry expression, she had been a mother for over 20 years, helping Wei Duan Gong to establish a great dynasty. Fang Jie never lost face in front of her daughter or husband, perhaps it was because of this unchangeable strong personality that she eventually parted ways with Wei Duan Gong, who shared similar values with her. She took a sip of tea and said: "Fang Sheng, you can move out if you're not used to living here, but I'll only give you 5,000 yuan per month instead of 20,000. Don't rush to say that you're poor, 5,000 is already a white-collar salary, and you're about to start your internship anyway, it's a good opportunity for you to go out and gain some experience, the choice is yours."

  Although Wei Xiacao's face was ugly, she still took the car key from Fang Jie's hand and left the villa with Chen Fusheng. Zhou Jingyun couldn't help but sigh softly. When it came to driving others, she was inferior to Fang Jie. Her beloved daughter, Wei Dongchong, had left home after leaving a letter, and every few days, she would use a public phone to report her safety, making Zhou Jingyun helpless. She had originally wanted to freeze the cards in her daughter's hand, but thinking about it again, she couldn't bear to do so, and could only anxiously wait for the child to return home safely as soon as possible.

  Wei Xiacao got into a Mercedes-Benz S500, Chen Ergou didn't say much, saving himself from embarrassment. When they arrived at Shanshui Huamen, Chen Ergou stuffed a large bag of clothes into the trunk, Wei Xiacao's face was already looking unpleasant. Then Chen Ergou ran back to the room and brought down another big bag. Wei Xiacao, who was listening to music in the car, couldn't help but get out of the car, frowning and saying: "What is this stuff?"

  Chen Ergou didn't feel embarrassed at all, saying: "One bag of messy clothes, one bag of books."

  Wei Xia Cao sneered: "Do you have a book too?"

  "Accounting certificate, computer level certificate, English four-level, and a few more, I'll take them all," Chen Erdou said with a sly smile.

  Wei Xiacao had heard those men who deliberately showed off in front of her bragging, but she really hadn't seen anyone as shameless as this one. Her heart was full of disdain, but her face smiled brightly, with a hint of eeriness. With a very cold smile, she asked: "So how long do you plan to take to come up with so many certificates?"

  "A year and a half, maybe." Chen Ergou said without sounding like he was joking at all.

  "I think you can just buy some fake certificates." Wei Xiacao threw out a sentence and got on the bus.

  Chen Ergou didn't hear her sarcasm, but he had just stepped into the Wei family and couldn't afford to be presumptuous. He didn't think that a few words from Guo would establish his position in the hearts of the women in the Wei family. His self-definition was that of a newcomer with no qualifications or experience who had just entered a large company, still in the trial period, and he couldn't make any mistakes, otherwise he might be kicked out at any moment. So he didn't want to put on an air of superiority to provoke Wei Xiacao either. In fact, Chen Ergou always thought that Wei Xiacao, as a top student from a famous university, was just a bit arrogant, but had no other unforgivable flaws. As they sat in the car and arrived at Deji Plaza in the northeast corner of Xinjie Street, Chen Ergou got out of the car and marveled at it for half a day, just like when he first saw the Hilton International Hotel. Wei Xiacao felt embarrassed and deliberately kept a distance from him, saying indifferently, "Wait until we get to Shanghai Hong Kong Shopping Mall and you can be amazed again."

  Because Chen Erdou was taken to Zhongshan Golf by Ji Jing early in the morning, wearing casual clothes, his outfit was barely considered clothing, with no brand or taste. As soon as they entered Deji Plaza, he stood out awkwardly. Fortunately, it was still early and there were not many customers shopping, otherwise Wei Xiacao would have wanted to cover Chen Erdou's head with a sack and beat him to death. Chen Erdou himself looked around, but the only thing that made Wei Xiacao feel relieved was that although this guy was extremely rustic, his expression and demeanor were still passable. After entering Deji Plaza, he didn't look like a country bumpkin, and his expression seemed as if he dared to ask the salesperson to take out the latest model for him to try on. However, what he whispered to Wei Xiacao almost made her want to beat him to death with her fists: "Wearing these clothes, what's the difference between them and being covered in hundred-yuan bills?"

  Because this is equivalent to saying that Wei Xia Cao was covered in banknotes from head to toe.

  Wei Xiacao didn't feel like saying another word to this country bumpkin, she just wanted to casually pick out a few outfits and get out of there. In fact, that's exactly what she did. She first randomly picked out four or five t-shirts from the Burberry counter for him, not caring about the style, as long as they were roughly the right size, and had the sales associate put them away. Chen Erdou, who didn't have any say in the matter, just stood there looking at the prices, stroking his chin expressionlessly. After all, it was Wei Xiacao's mom who was paying, so Chen Erdou didn't care one bit - even if they added another zero to the price, he wouldn't bat an eye. Although if he had to pay out of his own pocket, he would have walked away without a second glance at these clothes that were worth less than a single digit. Wei Xiacao hastily handed over the items to the two pretty sales associates who kept glancing at Chen Erdou, and then she thought it was enough to buy him two suits so she could quickly escape this miserable situation. Familiar with Deji Plaza, she rushed straight to Boss. Although personally she thought Armani's menswear would be a bit better, she didn't feel like walking the extra distance to another mall, nor did she want to lose any more face. She entered Boss without acknowledging the sales associate's enthusiastic greeting, took a quick look around, and then glanced at Chen Erdou's build before casually picking out two suits. She refused the sales associate's suggestion to try them on, and finally chose two ties that were somewhat pleasing to her eye. After paying with her card, which took about six or seven minutes, the sales associate was left staring in amazement.

  Is this what they mean by spending money like water?

  Chen Ergou curled his lip.

  Following Wei Xiacao out of the mall, Chen Ergou said in a low voice: "We can drive slower on the way back."

  "I'm willing to." Wei Xiacao said with a straight face, but the truth was that she had never even bought clothes for her boyfriend before, let alone some unknown guy's taste. Today, she had to accompany this guy to the mall and buy him things like a wife would, which really wasn't something that made Wei Xiacao feel comfortable. So when they went to the Mountain Water Huamen and Lai De Ji Square, she drove very quickly. Now that Chen Er Gou had made this suggestion, she felt that this guy who had been initially accepted by her mother was not only cunning and good at taking advantage of situations, but also cowardly.

  Chen Erdog said as Wei Xiacao opened the car door, "You're going back so soon, your mom will have an opinion about that."

  Wei Xiacao was initially skeptical, but when he started the car, he was shocked.

  Through the rearview mirror, looking at that young but slightly pale face that had been scorned by her all along, she suddenly felt a bit strange and forgot to drive for a while. Wei Xia Cao was not stupid, of course, and quickly understood Chen Er Gou's meaning. If she returned to Zhongshan Golf so early, her mother would definitely know that she hadn't taken the task seriously, and had randomly picked out clothes in a hurry. Wei Xia Cao knew her mother well - she was a traditional woman who attached great importance to etiquette, and would certainly be angry about this. When the time came, she would have to endure a severe scolding. Thinking of this, Wei Xia Cao, with thin skin, didn't know what to do, but then discovered that the man had already helped her find an excuse, "Miss Wei, I haven't eaten breakfast yet, why don't we eat something before heading back? If you want to shop alone, I can wait for you in the car."

  Wei Xia Cao was stunned for half a minute, then slowly started the car, with a complex expression. (To find out what happens next, please log in, more chapters available, support the author, support the official version!)