This Bad Luck is Awesome!

He had to admit, before activating his constitution, if there had been a chance to take a shortcut, he might have been tempted.

But now, he didn’t have the slightest inclination to do so.

’I’m almost at the intermediate level of financial freedom, why would I even think about taking a shortcut?’

Unless he was really into that sort of thing.

On the contrary, he now hoped to meet beautiful young women who wanted to take a shortcut.

He was more than willing to provide them with one.

And help them grow.

"Hahaha, I’m not the one with that idea."

"But if you’re looking for a shortcut, I can help set you up."

At his words, the auntie froze for a second before bursting into laughter. She gave Chen Mo a teasing look.

She was very online, so she naturally understood what Chen Mo meant by "taking a shortcut."

She found Chen Mo interesting, so she decided to joke back.

It was all about matchmaking, anyway. If Chen Mo wanted a shortcut, she’d introduce him to someone who could provide one.

She had the right connections for that, too.

"Thanks, Auntie, but my ambitions aren’t that grand. I don’t want to conquer an empire."

Chen Mo waved his hand in refusal. He’d leave a prize like marrying a woman thirty years his senior—and the empire that came with her—to someone else.

He wasn’t fortunate enough to enjoy such a blessing.

"Your loss. There are plenty of rich ladies in this villa complex."

"Let’s add each other on WeChat. If I find a suitable girl around your age, I’ll introduce you."

The auntie looked at him as if to say, ’You’re closing doors for yourself, young man,’ as she asked for his WeChat.

"Okay."

They had just reached the entrance of Villa No. 6. He set down the package, and they scanned QR codes to add each other on WeChat.

"’Blossoming Riches’ has added you as a friend..."

’Wow, what a perfectly fitting username,’ Chen Mo thought.

"Aunt Li, I’ll be going then."

After adding her on WeChat, Chen Mo gave her a wave and headed for his car.

"Thanks, Xiaochen."

Aunt Li also thanked him.

After Chen Mo left, Aunt Li carried the package inside.

Then she sat on the sofa, picked up her phone, and began scrolling through her WeChat contacts.

’Old Zhang’s daughter is almost 30. Not a good fit.’

’Sister Liu’s daughter is the right age, but she’s a bit petty. Nope.’

’Sister Zhou’s daughter has the right age, looks, and figure. And she’s willing to provide a dowry ten times the bride price. But she requires a live-in son-in-law. I wonder if Xiaochen would be open to that. I’ll keep her as an option for now.’

’Old Li’s daughter...’

Aunt Li scrolled earnestly through her contacts, contemplating which young woman would be a good match for Chen Mo.

She had three great passions in life: playing mahjong, shopping, and playing matchmaker.

Chen Mo had happened to catch her eye. She found him quite interesting and was set on introducing him to a potential partner.

...

Chen Mo didn’t think much of it. She was probably just being polite.

Besides, he had no plans to get married and didn’t need anyone setting him up.

He drove out of the villa complex.

When it was time for dinner, he couldn’t be bothered to go home and cook.

He grabbed a quick bite out and headed straight home.

DING!

"Are you free tonight? I’d like to treat you to dinner."

He had just gotten home and taken a sip of water when he saw a WeChat message from Feng Yu.

"All done with work?"

Chen Mo smiled and typed back.

He remembered that Feng Yu had been following the lead from the hotel camera incident and had arrested quite a few people.

She had been swamped with work recently.

"All wrapped up, so I have to treat my key contributor to dinner."

"Alright, send me the location."

Seeing Feng Yu’s reply, Chen Mo smiled and accepted.

"OK."

After putting his phone down, he started searching for coffee tables on his computer.

The villa needed a new coffee table.

Evening came quickly. Chen Mo checked the time, grabbed his car keys, and headed out.

Feng Yu had sent him the location: a Huai Cuisine restaurant.

She had probably taken his tastes into account and chosen this place specifically for him.

’That was thoughtful of her.’

He had just parked his car when he spotted the familiar pale pink Nio ET5 in the next space.

"I’m in the parking lot."

Knowing Feng Yu was already there, he sent her a message.

"I’m at..."

After she sent back the table number, Chen Mo headed toward the restaurant.

"Sir, how many in your party?"

A host at the entrance asked politely.

"Table 28."

Chen Mo gave the table number Feng Yu had sent him.

"This way, please!"

The host immediately led the way.

Soon, Chen Mo spotted Feng Yu, dressed casually after her shift.

Her outfit was simple, but with her stunning looks and great figure, she still drew the attention of the surrounding diners.

’Though if they knew her profession, they probably wouldn’t dare to stare so openly,’ he thought.

"You’re here. Have a seat."

When Feng Yu saw him, she stood up with a radiant smile and motioned for him to sit down.

"I’m starting to feel bad, letting you treat me to two meals in a row."

After sitting down, Chen Mo joked as he looked at her striking, pretty face.

"I should be the one feeling bad. I’ve benefited so much from your help, and I’ve only treated you twice."

Feng Yu chuckled, covering her mouth with her hand, and fell into an easy conversation with him.

She was in a genuinely good mood lately. After all, she had a steady stream of cases and was constantly making progress.

Who wouldn’t be in a good mood?

Just then, a waiter brought them tea and prompted them to scan a QR code to place their order.

After they ordered, Chen Mo poured them both a cup of tea.

"Thanks to that hotel technician, we managed to take down the entire network—the people selling the equipment, the people selling the content, all of it."

"There were so many people involved across multiple industries. It was incredibly complex and took a ton of time and effort."

While they waited for their food, Feng Yu briefly updated him on the case.

Of course, she omitted any confidential details.