"Brother, was that your girlfriend just now!" the young man said awkwardly after a few seconds of existential doubt.
"Yes!" Yang Feilong chuckled.
"Indeed, only someone as outstanding as you, brother, could find such a beautiful and elegant girlfriend!" the young man praised with a smile.
"You flatter me," Yang Feilong replied humbly with a smile.
"Then, if I may be so bold to ask, does your girlfriend's friend have a boyfriend?" the young man asked with some anticipation.
"Yes," Yang Feilong nodded and chuckled lightly.
"She has a boyfriend?" The young man's face stiffened slightly, but he asked, undeterred, "Can you help me out then?"
"Help with what?" Yang Feilong asked with amusement. "I've said so much, and you're still not giving up!"
"Help me poach someone," the young man said in a low voice.
"Help you poach my own relationship? Are you crazy, or am I crazy?" Yang Feilong looked at the young man with a half-smile.
"Ahem, of course, I'm not asking you to poach your own relationship," the young man said quickly. "My target is your girlfriend's friend. Didn't you say she has a boyfriend? I want to win her over. Of course, I won't ask you to help for free. If you help me, regardless of whether it succeeds, I'll give you a million as a fee. If it succeeds, I'll give you at least a five million red envelope."
"Let me tell you!" Yang Feilong sighed, looking at the impetuous young man. "If I didn't have a good temper right now, you might have already been beaten."
"It's not worth it, man. Could it be that you know the girl's boyfriend? Of course, if your relationship is good, I'm willing to pay more, another five million? As long as it works out, I'll give you ten million." The young man was clearly not short of money.
Seeing Yang Feilong's silence, the young man, thinking Yang Feilong was deliberating whether to agree, had no idea that Yang Feilong was considering beating him up. To be asked to poach his own girlfriend right in front of him made him almost laugh in anger.
However, he wasn't too angry. After all, his own girlfriend was so outstanding, and for another outstanding man to fancy her was also an indirect reflection of his good taste. Moreover, he wasn't worried about being poached himself.
It was just... he was definitely annoyed!
At this moment, the young man's eyes lit up, and he clasped his hands together, saying repeatedly, "She's out! Brother, don't hesitate anymore. At worst, I'll add more money if it works out. Please, you must help me with this... help..."
But before he could finish, he was stunned.
Because when the other girl he had his eye on came out, she called out to Yang Feilong, "Honey, hurry in and help us choose! Otherwise, we'll all get angry!"
After speaking, she turned and entered the store.
"Women, so troublesome!" Yang Feilong got up, shaking his head. "Buying clothes, and they have to ask for my opinion."
"Oh, by the way, brother, what were you saying just now?" Yang Feilong looked at the young man with a smile and asked.
"......" The young man froze.
His eyes were wide open, still shocked. My God, these two goddesses, who were top-tier in both temperament and beauty, were actually both his girlfriends? And they were getting along so well?
No wonder this brother just said he would have beaten me if he had a bad temper.
Now, thinking back to what he said, he had actually already told him that both goddesses were his girlfriends. For example, when he asked for help poaching the other girl, Yang Feilong's answer was, "Are you crazy, helping me poach my own relationship?" He thought Yang Feilong hadn't understood his meaning, but now he suddenly realized that he hadn't understood Yang Feilong's meaning.
It was so awkward he wanted to dig his toes into the ground.
"Uh, brother, cough, cough, sorry, just pretend what I said earlier was nothing. Uh, if I may be so bold to ask, how did you manage to win over these two excellent girlfriends of yours? And how do you keep them in harmony? Can you give me some pointers?" the young man asked with a forced smile, humbly seeking advice.
"I give each of them billions," Yang Feilong said with a chuckle.
"Give each of them billions?" the young man was dumbfounded.
"Alright, see you around if fate allows." Yang Feilong walked towards the store, waving to the youth who was thoroughly dejected. He wouldn't beat him up just because he fancied his women? There was no need, as he had already received his due punishment.
After all, the goddess he fancied was someone else's girlfriend, and moreover, two goddesses belonging to the same man. This was a heavy blow, especially for someone so handsome and seemingly wealthy.
"Billions?" The young man shook his head. "My family's assets are probably only that much. If I dared to do that, my dad would beat me to death. I didn't expect this to be a super rich second-generation!"
The young man left with a bruised heart, dejected. The blow he received today would likely make him depressed for several days.
......
"Honey, what were you talking about with that guy just now? You don't know, that fellow was staring at us quite a bit earlier, isn't he some kind of pervert?" Han Yun asked softly, holding Yang Feilong's arm.
"Yeah! If I weren't afraid of causing you trouble, and if this weren't Qinglan City, I would have beaten him up for his blatant stare!" Mo Yihan also added.
Hearing the two women's words, Yang Feilong felt a mix of amusement and helplessness, and he felt sorry for the young man, who almost got beaten up by his women for being a pervert.
So, Yang Feilong quietly told them what had happened.
Both women couldn't help but want to laugh.
"By the way, you said you gave us billions, but I don't see the billions you gave," Han Yun raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, since you said it, Boss Yang, aren't you going to make good on your word? I know you're a man of your word," Mo Yihan also hugged Han Yun and looked at Yang Feilong.
"Haven't I given you billions several times before? It adds up to over ten billion!" Yang Feilong winked at Han Yun, then looked at Mo Yihan and added, "You too, this morning, your little mouth also had tens of billions."
"Pah! I'm going to beat you, you shameless wretch!" Han Yun's face turned red, and she spat. Clearly, she remembered what kind of billions Yang Feilong was referring to.
"Disgusting! You're too shameless!" Mo Yihan was both shy and angry, wishing she could cover Yang Feilong's mouth. She had heard plenty of dirty jokes and naturally understood what he meant, she just hadn't realized it at the time.
As a result, Yang Feilong endured a combined beating and repeatedly pleaded, "My two wives, I was wrong. I'll choose the lingerie I like for you right now."
"Pah, we're not picking out what you like."
"You wish! If we pick out what you like, you'll just take advantage of us, right?"
Both women criticized and refuted Yang Feilong's indecent intentions.
Fortunately, it was a Tuesday, and most people were at work, so there weren't many people in the store, and they were all women, no men. Otherwise, there would surely be hostile glances directed at Yang Feilong's treatment.