Spend Money on Goddess, Use more! Gain more!-Chapter 386 - 225: Liu Feng’s Girlfriend Is a Goddess? Sorry, She’s Mine Now! (3)

A strong sense of discomfort and absurdity surged from Wu Wei's heart. Thinking about how Liu Feng's family had previously plotted against him, wanting him to be the one to pay for the bride price, Wu Wei was even more furious. Using my money to marry this level of goddess? You goddamn wish!

However, the item "Number of relationships: 0" in the scan results brought him some comfort; at least Liu Feng hadn't succeeded yet. Wu Wei stared at Lin Shuchun's back, his curiosity piqued to the highest point, eager to see if her front view truly matched the 92-point rating.

Unfortunately, the traffic jam was too severe, pedestrians and electric bikes continuously wedged into the gaps between cars, making vehicles only able to creep forward a little every few minutes. However, as the movement slowly progressed, the distance between him and the two of them gradually shortened, ultimately stopping just two or three meters apart.

Wu Wei lowered a gap in the car window, and the noisy hustle and bustle of the city flooded in instantly. But his health attribute at 80 points allowed him to hear and see clearly, easily capturing the target's voice from the chaotic sounds. Liu Feng's voice, raised due to excitement, came through clearly: 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Shuchun, can you give me a bit more time, okay? Just a bit! All my money is currently stuck; I can't take out that much for now. Give me a few days, I promise I'll sort it out for you!" Liu Feng pounded his chest, trying to make a guarantee.

Stuck? Wu Wei listened to this clumsy excuse and couldn't help but scoff. Liu Feng, a bottom-tier worker without stable employment, where does he have assets to be "stuck"? Stocks? Funds? Don't make me laugh. Could it be... he relied on this fabricated "elite" persona, along with his sister Liu Lili's "refined urban female" packaging, plus some small amounts of money conned from various "bootlickers" (including himself before), to create the illusion of a good family background and investment capability, fooling such an inexperienced (or perhaps hopeful) goddess?

The more Wu Wei thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Liu Lili's social media was always glamorous, occasionally "unintentionally" showing some brand logos; Liu Feng previously often posted about consuming activities that seemed anything but cheap, although the source of money might be improper. This kind of packaging might indeed have a market among girls with limited social experience or those eager to find a "quality partner."

At this moment, the girl in the white down jacket—Lin Shuchun—spoke. Her voice penetrated through the noise, carrying a hint of barely noticeable trembling, yet sounded exceptionally pleasant, like pearls and jade falling onto a plate. Even amidst a quarrel, its inherent allure was hard to conceal: "How many times have you promised me? Again and again, I... I can't wait any longer."

As she spoke, she seemed to have made up her mind and turned to bypass Liu Feng standing in front of her, intending to leave.

Liu Feng immediately stepped aside, once again blocking her path with an even more urgent tone, accompanied by a kind of desperate bragging: "Three days! Just give me three more days! Shuchun, let me tell you, my sister, my sister and her boyfriend are about to get married! Her boyfriend is incredibly rich, really! Drives a Lamborghini! A seven or eight million car! When they get married, there'll be no shortage of bride price! By then, not just the 280,000 bride price your mom wants, I'll give it all to you! Marry you into the family gloriously!"

Wu Wei listened, his face suddenly darkened.

Especially rich? Drives a Lamborghini? Isn't he talking about me here?

Wu Wei was exasperated to the point of laughing in disbelief. You brag to your girlfriend and make wild promises, could you not drag me into it as well? Soon to be married? Bride price 680,000? Got her pregnant and expect me to take over, hoping I'd pay a sky-high bride price to help you marry her? This calculation is about to smack me in the face!

Perhaps it was a coincidence, or perhaps Liu Feng was subconsciously searching for "evidence" to increase his persuasiveness; his gaze happened to sweep over the eye-catching bright yellow Lamborghini Aventador SVJ among the adjacent cars. His eyes lit up as if he'd discovered a lifeline, and he immediately pointed at Wu Wei's car, saying excitedly to Lin Shuchun: "Look! See over there! That yellow one, the Lamborghini! Like that kind of car! My sister's boyfriend has one like this! Costs seven or eight million! My sister said, when the time comes, the bride price is at least this amount!" He gestured a figure.

Wu Wei's face darkened further. Goddammit...

However, Lin Shuchun's reaction to Liu Feng's lofty promises and supposed "evidence" was unexpectedly indifferent, even carrying a sense of exhaustion and resolution. Her cool voice sounded again, this time with less trembling and more coldness and warning: "Enough! Liu Feng, you've said similar things many times before. 'Soon', 'immediately', 'wait a few days'... And the result? You still don't have any money now. How long do you want me to wait? Till I'm old and grey, till my family's patience runs out?"

She took a deep breath, seemingly using the last bit of patience: "I'm leaving. Stop following me. When you really and truly have the money ready, then come and talk to me."

After she finished speaking, she no longer looked at Liu Feng's performance, resolutely turned around, stepped forward, and quickly disappeared into the bustling crowd of the night market. The white down jacket's silhouette was swiftly swallowed by the colorful neon and surging crowd.

Liu Feng extended his hand as if trying to block her, but ultimately let it drop futilely. He watched the direction where Lin Shuchun disappeared, the excitement and urgency on his face faded away, replaced by a sense of desolation and bewilderment. He moved dejectedly to the plastic stool at the entrance of the hotpot restaurant, sat down heavily, irritably took out a cigarette box, lit one, and took a deep drag. Amidst the swirling smoke, his expression was gloomy.

Wu Wei, through the car window, watched Liu Feng's downcast appearance and a cold smile curled his lips. You deserved it.

He paid no attention to Liu Feng, instead, kept his gaze firmly fixed on the direction Lin Shuchun left. Judging from their conversation, this Lin Shuchun also seemed... to value money a lot? A gold digger?

A gold digger, but one with a beauty rating of 92, still pure for the moment...

Wu Wei's eyes narrowed slightly, the discomfort and absurdity earlier because of the "good cabbage in the hands of a pig" quickly replaced by a stronger interest and possessiveness. Things seemed to be getting interesting.

Sorry, Liu Feng.

Your "fiancée," your 92-point goddess...

Now, I've set my sights on her.