Trillionaire's Slice of Life

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The dishes on the dining table emitted a tempting aroma, and although he had eaten earlier, Chu Mo still served himself a small half-bowl of rice.

His days sitting here were likely numbered, and Chu Mo did not want to waste the few remaining opportunities to have dinner together.

Sitting across from him, a classical beauty with a 95% perfect appearance was called Yang Xuan, the goddess Chu Mo had been secretly in love with for two years.

Having changed out of her professional suit into loose and comfortable loungewear, her skin white and luminous like jade seemed to glow. Her long hair, usually draping over her shoulders, was casually tied up behind her head. The breathtaking woman, as she gently placed a piece of rib in her mouth, joked:

"The potato and pork rib stew is a bit salty. It seems like you were somewhat distracted, Chu Mo!"

Upon hearing this and having similarly picked up a rib to taste, Chu Mo responded with a wry smile,

"Indeed, I did use too much salt. You should eat more vegetables, and if there's a next time, I'll make sweet and sour fish for you!"

While he was cooking in the kitchen earlier, Chu Mo was so lost in thought that naturally, the quality of the food suffered.

"Next time, if there's one? So you really are planning to move out?"

Setting down her utensils, Yang Xuan, with eyes like gemstones, spoke in an even and ethereal voice that betrayed no emotion.

A woman's intuition is really terrifying!

Feeling solemn and having lost his appetite, Chu Mo put down his own utensils, scratched his head, and then smiled,

"It's not certain yet, but I'm planning to buy a house. I'm going to the real estate agency tomorrow to take a look. Once it's settled, I'll let you know!"

"You absolutely cannot leave without saying a word. You have to tell me when you do, and then I will see you off!"

Chu Mo nodded, and Yang Xuan, resuming her meal, said matter-of-factly,

"Has the house matter been finalized? If not, I can introduce my close friend to you. She's the manager at Tianxia Real Estate and has plenty of listings available. I'll speak to her for you; it could save you a lot of trouble!"

Yang Xuan's voice was very distinctive, soft and sweet, but it did not have the affectation of someone deliberately trying to be cutesy. It was as if it could caress one's soul. Chu Mo had occasionally heard her sing—it was absolutely the voice of an angel.

Many times Chu Mo thought, with Yang Xuan's 95% perfect looks coupled with her unique sweet voice, if she were to enter the entertainment industry, the Chinese music scene might gain another diva!

Of course, everyone has their aspirations, and Yang Xuan, who held a middle management position in a foreign company, probably enjoyed her current life more.

"Thank you, Sister Yang!"

Yang Xuan was one year older than Chu Mo, and often jokingly, she would tell Chu Mo to call her "sister," but he never had—until today.

Today was the first time.

Chu Mo knew Yang Xuan adhered to a principle of not talking while eating, so he did not disturb her afterward.

Ten minutes.

After finishing the meal, Chu Mo, out of habit, began clearing the dining table. Hesitating for a moment, Yang Xuan, who originally intended to help, withdrew her hand.

Watching the tall and thin Chu Mo busying himself in the kitchen, Yang Xuan turned and headed to the bathroom with a flash of something unusual in her gem-like eyes.

Shutting the door, she turned on the hot water in the bathtub. The sound of rushing water filled the room as she picked up her phone, hesitating for a moment, but ultimately, she still made a call.

After a few rings, a slightly lazy female voice came through from the other end of the line:

"It's rare for Xiao Xuan to call me so late! Are you feeling lonely? Do you want me to come over and keep you company?"

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"Screw your 'serious matters'!"

Mist shrouded the bathroom, and a slender jade hand, seemingly veined, tentatively tested the water temperature. With an otherworldly beauty on her cheeks, Yang Xuan said lightly:

"I've introduced a client to you, the roommate I share with, you know!"

"That guy named Chu Mo?"

The voice on the other end of the phone seemed intrigued, the initial laziness morphing into a teasing tone:

"I remember you mentioned that he's also a writer, and, moreover, tall and handsome, very similar to your ex-boyfriend. That's why you agreed to live with him, right? But your ex was pretty fickle, while he is more reserved. So tell me, just a man and a woman alone together, hasn't there been a little spark?"

Shaking her head slightly, with a hint of complexity in her brilliant eyes, Yang Xuan huffed:

"I'm talking about serious matters here. You don't want the client I introduced to you? Then forget it!"

"Want, want, my dear lady, how could I not want business that comes knocking at my door? Tell me, what kind of house is he looking for? Suburbs? And what's the budget, around two million...?!"

The voice on the phone went on and on, while Yang Xuan, stirring the water in the bathtub with her pale fingers, suddenly interjected:

"He wears a Patek Philippe 5002 on his wrist!"

"...!"

The previously unending voice on the phone suddenly grew silent, and after a moment, the woman, now seemingly short of breath, quickly said:

"Are you sure?"

"If I'm not blind, then yes, I'm sure... Oh right, there's also a Patek Philippe gift box on the sofa. It looks like he didn't just buy one watch; there are two gift boxes..."

"Xiao Xuan, are you actually blind? Such a prime, high-quality stock, living with you for two years, and you didn't realize he's a rich second generation? How did you use to describe him again?

Honest, decent, tall, poor!... Damn his 'poor', someone who wears a watch worth tens of millions, do you believe he doesn't have assets of at least a billion... Xiao Xuan, you're also twenty-six, haven't you thought about securing him for yourself?"

With a light sigh and a tinge of regret in her voice, Yang Xuan crisply said:

"We two don't quite match... Hear me out, I can feel that he looks at me with some admiration, but for some reason, his eyes also carry a bit of pity. To put it simply, he likes me, but due to some reasons, it's impossible for us to be together... Don't ask me why, I don't know either."

"So, it's impossible between you two? If I make a move, you won't blame me?"

The bath now full, she turned off the tap, gently wiped the mirror in front of her. Amidst the swirling mists, looking like a fairy descended to earth, Yang Xuan took a deep breath and said:

"If I minded, I wouldn't have introduced him to you."

"Oh~"

The drawn-out ending betrays a hint of excitement, and after a moment, the voice on the phone spoke again.

"What does he look like?"

Recalling the tall, thin figure in the kitchen, she pondered for a moment, then replied:

"In terms of height, probably around one-meter-eighty-two or eighty-three, very slim, not the muscular type at all. But, if you could fatten him up a bit, he should look pretty stylish.

Then, his looks should rate about seventy-three out of a hundred. However, he usually wears clothes that don't cost more than two hundred yuan, the bargain kind. If he wore luxury brands and coupled with his composed personality, he could probably gain another seven or eight points."

"In short, he's a classic template of a tall, rich, and handsome guy!"