Trillionaire's Slice of Life

"...

Anyway, the feelings now are quite ambiguous,

so you really don't need to struggle to find comfort,

...!"

The gentle music kept ringing in my ears.

The afternoon sun had gradually become a bit sultry, no longer like the gentle comfort of the past few days.

The endless high-rise buildings gave a sense of overshadowing the sky, and the pedestrians on the streets rarely wore autumn clothing anymore, the decreasing amount of fabric on their bodies confirming the arrival of summer!

At a spot near the window of the coffee shop, a youth wearing rimless golden spectacles typed rapidly on his laptop.

Different from his dowdy loneliness of a few days ago, the forever unchanging carpet-like clothing on the young man was now replaced with brandless yet expensive apparel, the sheer smoothness and fineness of the fabric setting it miles apart from ordinary materials; the entire piece of clothing didn't show any seams, every detail perfected to the utmost.

Under the enhancement of the fitting clothing, the tall stature of the young man appeared even more upright, the whole person spontaneously exuded a dignified aura.

It wasn't just the clothing but also the youth's forever unchanging hairstyle that underwent a change.

No longer the simple and straightforward, angular crew cut of the past, but a style designed individually, considering factors like head shape, hair quality, volume, and facial structure.

Enhancing the youth's strong facial features, the entire hairstyle looked more flowing; though it seemed casual, in reality, almost every strand of hair was specially styled.

This seemingly simple change in hairstyle was, in fact, the unique design of a hairstylist that took a renowned barber five hours to arrange.

And it cost upwards of ten thousand RMB!

Naturally, as the money was spent, the effect was immediate, the young man who previously had a facial attractiveness score of around seventy-three, with all-around improvements from personalized tailored clothing to hairstyle and mental attitude, his appearance score shot straight up to eighty.

This score, in an average school, would already be completely up to the standard of a male campus idol.

What had also changed was the old laptop on the table that had been in use for four or five years; it had now been replaced by the latest Alienware model, whose beautiful lines and smooth experience made the youth's typing appear even more composed and confident.

If there was one thing that hadn't changed, it might be the sugarless Blue Mountain coffee on the dining table!

Sipping the coffee gently, the bitter taste swept over the taste buds, the previously somewhat scattered spirit once again became focused, and when the youth stretched out his slender fingers, engrossed in tapping the keyboard, beneath the long eyelashes, those deep eyes grew even more steady.

The previously sporadic stubble had completely disappeared, leaving his strong face much cleaner and more refined; the youth's most distinctive feature was his shapely nose, with a slightly protruding tip, giving a great sense of dimension.

And perhaps because of his full concentration, the youth's demeanor carried a composed dignity, not the simple air of a scholar, but more like a reassuring elegance that seemed to hit you in the face.

If the scholarly air that Chu Mo previously carried attracted the attention of young girls, now, with the overall enhancement of his looks and aura, coupled with the confidence displayed in his demeanor, the current Chu Mo captivated female gazes even more.

In the center of the coffee shop, two urban beauties in their mid-twenties huddled together, whispering to each other; the two women, both sexy and mature, occasionally laughed towards the spot by the window, their beckoning eyes sparkling with an indescribable luster.

Similarly near the window, a man and a woman were speaking softly; the approximately twenty-four or twenty-five-year-old youth appeared somewhat uneasy, his not particularly handsome face even more flushed with eagerness.

Compared to the youth, the girl with waist-length hair sitting opposite him seemed somewhat distracted, conversing intermittently with the youth in front of her, while her gaze, through the man before her, inadvertently lingered on the figure sitting opposite wearing the golden glasses.

The confident and elegant demeanor that Chu Mo exuded indeed had a fatal attraction for women.

After typing the last character and clicking save, Chu Mo who retracted his long hands couldn't help but breathe a small sigh of relief.

Having not written for several days, Chu Mo felt oddly uncomfortable when he suddenly picked up the pen again, but after all, it was a hobby he had persisted with for years. After overcoming initial restlessness and distraction, Chu Mo quickly found his rhythm again, and just like before, immersed himself in the sea of words.

"Indeed, after all I can't give it up!"

Looking at the article which took him half a day to write, Chu Mo nodded slightly.

The earth-shaking changes that happened around him in recent days left Chu Mo's mentality unable to keep up with the changes. After gaining wealth and material possessions he would have never even dreamed of before, Chu Mo sharply realized his state of mind was becoming more and more impatient.

The most direct manifestation of this was, when he lay on the three-meter-long bed in Emperor's Mansion Villa Number One, he suffered from insomnia for two consecutive nights.

It wasn't until last night that I returned to Sunshine Residence, back to that modest three-bedroom apartment, and earnestly prepared a lavish dinner, which I thoroughly enjoyed with Yang Xuan at the dining table.

After returning to the room where I had lived for two years, I collapsed into bed and slept straight through to noon!

At noon, I casually ate some of last night's leftovers, and then, clutching my newly purchased notebook, I made my way to this familiar coffee shop.

The experiences of the past few days had given Chu Mo a deeper insight, so the article he wrote today bore a slightly different perspective from before. After proofreading it three times and ensuring it was error-free, he sent the freshly minted piece off to a familiar editor.

Chu Mo was very confident in this article, feeling there was a very good chance it would get published!

After completing all this, I lounged back into the seat behind me, closed my eyes, and my lips curled with an undeniable sense of satisfaction!

Even when I had spent a whopping 800 million RMB just a few days ago to purchase Emperor's Mansion Villa Number One, it didn't bring me this kind of clearheaded exhilaration!

Indeed, one really shouldn't carelessly abandon a passion for writing!

"May I sit here?"

A slightly coquettish voice sounded in my ears, and before I could even respond, accompanied by a waft of fragrant breeze, a seductive woman in her early thirties had already gracefully taken a seat opposite me.

This was a mature woman with delicate makeup.

She was wearing a black and white striped knitted sweater, and the loose fit made her figure appear even more slender. Her bottom half was clad in dark, loose-fitting jeans, making for a casual look.

The woman had a sweet smile, and her long straight hair, parted in the middle, added to her feminine allure.

"I've been watching you from across the room for two hours; you've been engrossed in writing. Can I see what you're writing? Oh, if it's some kind of confidential document, then never mind."

The woman's gaze carried a hint of playfulness, her luscious red lips reflecting a bright crimson sheen!

I was stunned for a full two seconds, pulling my gaze away from her exquisite figure.

If this had been a week ago and a mature, seductive woman had approached me like this, I would definitely have become excited beyond coherence and full of hopeful anticipation for what might happen between us!

But now, I could easily control my desire, and with an indifferent expression I casually said,

"It's nothing special, just dealing with some documents!"

My nonchalance did not discourage the woman across from me; instead, her allure seemed to grow threefold as she sweetly said with her entrancing lips,

"My name is Wei Lun, and I don't yet know how the young gentleman addresses himself!"

Had my charm reached such a level that it could make women come to me on their own volition?

Or was it simply because of the attire I was wearing, a custom-tailored set valued in the hundreds of thousands?

Before Chu Mo could delve into searching for answers, the sound of rhythmically clicking high heels echoed at the entrance of the coffee shop. Then, amidst an intoxicating fragrance, the devilishly figured Zhan Bingxue silently approached.

"Mr. Chu, it's time!"

Her subdued voice fell, and in an instant, every patron in the coffee shop cast envious looks at the woman who bowed slightly, her demeanor respectful and humble.

As I slowly got to my feet, I nodded gently to the seductive woman across from me, saying calmly,

"It was nice to meet you, Miss Wei Lun. Feel free to stay; I'll take care of the bill. I hope we have another chance to meet!"

After nodding towards the slightly dazed seductive woman across the table, I gathered my notebook and strode away.

And at that moment, it wasn't just the sultry woman; at least a dozen pairs of eyes in the coffee shop—some astonished, some excited—were fixed on my upright and resolute departure.

Only when they saw me getting into an elongated luxury car attended by the tall woman did the coffee shop burst into an excited buzz of whispers.

This was practically a scene straight out of a domineering CEO romance!