C72 Ms Mei's True Little White

Wen Shixing gazed at her with an expression that, looking back, she found truly captivating. She was thrilled and excited, just a young girl in her early teens experiencing the first stirrings of romance, and her heart blossomed with joy.

She thought, "Look, coming to school today was really a stroke of luck. I met such a charming young man. I must be really fortunate." Her little bit of luck made her see the man in an even more favorable light.

As she led Wen Shixing through the school, she tried to act like a proper young lady, the kind that would make her father drop his jaw in surprise. Meanwhile, she was curious about what brought this young man to the school. Was he going to leave soon? If he left, would there be another chance to meet him?

The thought made her a bit unhappy. She hoped in her heart for another chance to see this handsome young man. For the first time, she mischievously hid outside the school office, eavesdropping on the conversation between the school administrator and the young man. She nearly got caught by the assistant principal.

Of course, she wasn’t too worried about getting caught, given her father's and uncles' influential status in the town. She overheard some exciting news that filled her with joy. The handsome man was joining their school as a teacher.

"Wow, today really is my lucky day. What a delightful day it is," thought thirteen-year-old Yuvyuv Ye, standing in the small garden outside the school office, her smile as bright as the sun. She was already quite pretty, and when she smiled, she was even more enchanting, like a vibrant wild rose, beautiful and a bit willful.

At just thirteen, she was already known as the little beauty of the town. Her mother was a renowned beauty, and being called a little beauty herself was no exaggeration.

Wen Shixing had already completed his onboarding at the administration office and stepped out, catching sight of a vibrant splash of color among the garden's flowers. He couldn't help but remark, "The flowers bloom with such brilliance, yet a single butterfly steals the show."

Hearing this, Ye Yuvyuv turned around, her eyes meeting his warm gaze. Her heart fluttered, and she felt more radiant than ever in that moment.

"Ha! Ye Yuvyuv, you're such a fool, getting swept away by a handsome face. You turned against your own sister and father for that scoundrel, even threatening to run away to scare them. And what happened? What happened..."

"Your sister chased after you and fell into a trap set by a villain, meeting a tragic end. All this chaos started because you foolishly fell for a worthless jerk."

The memories of her past life flashed before Ye Yuvyuv like a somber movie reel. The tragedy that befell her family began with her infatuation with a scoundrel.

Even though it was all part of a villain's scheme, if she had listened to her father and thought things through, she would have realized that the guy was nothing like the noble gentleman he pretended to be. It was all a lie, a complete fabrication.

That guy wasn't from a prestigious family at all. Even his overseas credentials were fake, something he had someone forge for him.

To his credit, he had some skills. His true identity was the son of a small-town merchant from the South, and not even the legitimate heir. With no prospects at home, he set out to make a name for himself.

In these chaotic times, it's not easy for someone without status, skills, or connections to make a name for themselves, especially if they're relying solely on their looks. Yes, his appearance was that of a classic pretty boy, but he managed to mask the superficiality with a bit of clever disguise.

However, if this guy were brought before her father and uncles—who were once rough-and-tumble types—he'd be exposed in no time and likely kicked to the curb.

Wen Shixing left home with dreams of making it big. But things didn't go as planned, and when he was down to his last dime, he tried his hand at manual labor. Unfortunately, he was exhausted within half an hour, collapsing on the ground, barely conscious.

Some workers suggested he use his looks to his advantage and work at a male entertainment venue. Initially, Wen Shixing had too much pride to consider it and angrily dismissed the idea. But eventually, with no money and nowhere to turn, he ended up working at such a place on the southern border.

His good looks quickly made him popular with wealthy women. There were quite a few who wanted to keep him as their own, and his presence even boosted the venue's business.

Wen Shixing had a knack for charming women and soon realized that these wealthy ladies were particularly enamored with the idea of well-traveled, sophisticated men. Unfortunately for them, the real deal was often out of reach.

So, Wen Shixing proposed to the venue's owner, Ms. Mei, that he should go abroad for some "study" and return to swindle these women out of their money. Ms. Mei, a woman in her thirties, had lost her husband under mysterious circumstances.

Some of the local old-timers knew a thing or two, but Ms. Mei had a reputation in the area, and no one dared to speak up.

Wen Shixing had caught Ms. Mei's eye, and when he made his proposal, she only took three days to agree. However, Ms. Mei was no stranger to life's ups and downs. She had Wen Shixing sign a contract, promising that after she funded his studies abroad, he would return to work for her for life. Essentially, Wen Shixing had sold himself to Ms. Mei, becoming her kept man.

Wen Shixing didn't hesitate for a moment. He knelt before Ms. Mei and swore he would never betray her. Both of them had their own agendas, and neither was foolish.

Ms. Mei was a savvy woman, navigating the chaotic times of warlords and living on the edge. She had a knack for reading people and wasn't easily fooled by Wen Shixing's charming words. Yet, she had enjoyed the benefits of having him around and figured that investing in him might bring her significant returns in the future.

There's no denying that Ms. Mei was a shrewd and ruthless businesswoman.