"No, no, how can I let you spend money, and these clothes aren't cheap, I~"
Before Meng Meihui could finish speaking, Ren Yuanhao's charming and warm smile bloomed again, "It's for you, of course it has to be good. Otherwise, how could it accentuate the graceful figure of my wife?"
The store clerks dared not say anything more. After the two left, the two women who had been buying clothes sighed, "Alas, when will we ever meet a boyfriend who is so generous and also so good-looking!"
"It's fine if he's rich, but he's also handsome. And if he's handsome, he's also so charming! Oh my god, that woman must have saved the entire universe in her past life!"
Amidst a chorus of envy, the backs of the two gradually disappeared into the night.
Ren Yuanhao kept looking around the entire way. If they were a normal couple, a boyfriend acting like this would surely earn him a good beating.
However, Meng Meihui knew that he was earnestly looking for a new job for her, which was why he seemed a little distracted.
"Thank you just now. I'll find a way to return this money to you, but it might be a little late~"
Meng Meihui looked at Ren Yuanhao's handsome profile with great embarrassment, her own face turning red first.
"No need. Our meeting is fate, don't put it to heart. Oh, I forgot to let you change your clothes earlier. We need to find another place for you to change into them first."
Ren Yuanhao glanced around and immediately spotted an autumn clothing store. He said with a doting smile, "Meihui, although these clothes look good, I feel a bit cold tonight. Let's go to that store and pick out a jacket."
"This~ I really don't need~"
"It's okay, you don't need to feel guilty. I'll say it again, we have fate, don't worry about this money. The company will transfer it to my account."
Ren Yuanhao thought to himself that this little girl was definitely the type of wife and mother who could manage finances well for whoever married her.
Meng Meihui naturally couldn't refuse Ren Yuanhao, so she stepped into the nearest autumn clothing store again.
The proprietress was a woman in her early thirties. She initially looked at Meng Meihui with some disdain when she entered. However, when she saw the two sets of clothes Meng Meihui was carrying, her face lit up with a smile. "Beautiful lady, are you looking at clothes?"
"May I borrow your fitting room first?"
Meng Meihui's big eyes held a hint of pleading, making her look charming and delicate, nothing like a woman who had given birth.
"Yes, it's to the left at the front."
The proprietress saw Ren Yuanhao browsing the clothes and immediately said with a smile, "Handsome guy, aren't you going to pick out some clothes for your girlfriend?"
"Of course. Could you take a look and tell me how to pair the clothes she's carrying?"
Before Ren Yuanhao could finish, the proprietress solicitously brought over two pieces of clothing, one black and one red. Ren Yuanhao bought them without a word.
—Damn, I'm not short of money anymore, it's okay to splurge a little. Besides, it's still uncertain whether this woman can escape the Mandara gene. Doesn't that woman deserve to live a more refined life?
Ren Yuanhao's generosity immediately won the proprietress's praise, "To find a boyfriend, you have to find someone like you, decisive and generous!"
The proprietress said a lot of good things. It was at this moment that Meng Meihui, who had changed her clothes, came out tidying herself up.
She looked like a graceful beauty. Her unadorned face had a faint blush, and when her clothes swayed, they were like cicada wings. Her entire demeanor had undergone a 180-degree transformation!
"Indeed, it's true that people depend on clothing and Buddha depends on gold. Look at this noble aura, she could almost participate in a beauty pageant!"
The proprietress, having made two sales without any bargaining, was in a good mood, and her compliments flowed ceaselessly. However, the clothes Meng Meihui had changed into, while not exactly a beauty that could make fish sink, birds fall, or the moon hide, were at least considered charmingly modest. Especially the unintentional shyness in her eyes, which was truly captivating.
Meng Meihui was about to thank the proprietress when she saw Ren Yuanhao pay for the two garments and felt a little displeased.
"I told you not to buy them, but you insisted. I~"
"These are for my wife, what's the problem?"
Ren Yuanhao personally draped the black trench coat over Meng Meihui, elevating her aura to another level.
"The proprietress's taste is indeed sharp, it fits my little wife perfectly." Ren Yuanhao maintained his smile and, embracing the pouting Meng Meihui, left the women's clothing store.
"Hey, look at me, how can I look like I'm looking for a job like this? I look like a rich lady."
Meng Meihui said reproachfully.
"Sweat. Who cares? Anyway, let's get the confidence first, lest you get stage fright."
Ren Yuanhao voluntarily acted as a porter. Under everyone's watchful eyes, the two truly looked like a young couple.
Just then, Ren Yuanhao suddenly spotted an advertising planning company with a recruitment flyer for a clerk posted outside. The salary was stable and paid monthly.
"Hey, Meihui, you should be able to handle this job, right?"
Ren Yuanhao pointed at the flyer.
Meng Meihui nodded. She suddenly looked at her attire and felt that she didn't look like a clerk, but rather like the proprietress.
"Don't worry. It's normal for an advertising company clerk to be dressed presentably. How else can you expand your image?"
Ren Yuanhao's eyes were full of encouragement. For some reason, looking at his gentle gaze, Meng Meihui's spirits lifted.
She pushed open the door. At this hour, usually, no one would be applying for jobs. When she walked in, some employees even thought the boss's wife had arrived and immediately quieted down.
However, after staring for a while, Meng Meihui showed no movement. Someone then asked, "Excuse me, Miss, do you have any business here?"
"I, I, I~" Meng Meihui stammered, but at this moment, she only saw Ren Yuanhao's encouraging eyes in her mind. She clutched the soft fabric on both sides of her clothes, and the smooth material instantly melted away her fear.
"I'm actually here to apply for the clerk position~"
"Clerk?"
"Oh my, you scared us to death! We thought you were the boss's wife we'd never met before. Come in quickly, I'll call the manager right away."
Meng Meihui sat quietly in a corner, waiting for the manager.
However, perhaps due to an illusion, she smelled a familiar scent of alcohol!
And this smell made Meng Meihui instinctively want to escape, to flee far away. But just then, in the dimly lit corridor, a damn figure appeared—the manager was her ex-husband!
That drunkard!
"Who wants to apply?"
The drunken man, under the contemptuous gaze of everyone, slowly approached Meng Meihui. It seemed the other party had also recognized the person.
"Mei, Meihui? Is that you?"
The man reached out to hug her, but Meng Meihui dodged. The man stumbled and fell to the ground, still calling out Meihui's name.