Chapter 235 - 234: Does He Look Poor?

As night deepened, the villa grew quiet. The only sounds were the rustling of wind through the leaves and the occasional soft moan drifting from the second-floor bedroom.

When everything finally settled, the two lay side-by-side on the bed, savoring the afterglow.

Drenched in a light sweat, Sun Rao buried her face in the crook of his shoulder, her breathing gradually evening out.

Outside the villa, the driver Zhou Yuan had arranged was waiting in the car. After more than two hours, there was still no sign of Yang Xun.

He hesitated for a moment before pulling out his phone to call Zhou Yuan.

"Young Master Zhou, Mr. Yang is still inside the villa. It’s been a while, should I...?"

The line was silent for two seconds, then Zhou Yuan’s amused voice came through. "Don’t wait up. You can head back for now."

"Huh?"

"Do you even have to ask?"

Zhou Yuan’s voice held the knowing tone of a man of experience. "He’s definitely not coming out tonight. Just go pick him up tomorrow morning."

The driver paused for a second, then it clicked. An "I get it" expression spread across his face. "Right, Young Master Zhou. I’ll head out, then."

After hanging up, the driver started the car and drove away from the villa without a sound.

The next morning, Yang Xun was woken by the sound of a car engine downstairs.

He opened his eyes and glanced out the window. The familiar black sedan was already parked at the villa’s entrance.

He looked down at Sun Rao, still fast asleep in his arms. He carefully extracted his arm, went to the bathroom to quickly rinse off, then got dressed and headed downstairs.

Seeing him come out, the driver leaned out of the car and greeted him with a smile. "Good morning, Mr. Yang."

Yang Xun scratched his head, a little embarrassed. "Sorry, did you wait long last night?"

"Not at all. Young Master Zhou told me to head home. I just got here this morning."

The driver’s tone was casual. "From now on, if you’re over here, I’ll just come get you the next morning."

Yang Xun caught his meaning. The corner of his mouth twitched, but he didn’t bother to explain.

He got into the back seat, and the car slowly pulled out of the villa complex.

By the time he got back to the bath center, it was nearly nine in the morning.

He pushed open the door to the break room and saw Xu Qian sitting inside, scrolling on her phone. When he walked in, she looked up and gave him a once-over. "Well, well. Didn’t go home last night?"

"Yeah, I stayed over at a friend’s place."

Yang Xun replied, his expression unchanged.

Xu Qian clearly didn’t buy it, but she didn’t press the issue. She just snorted. "Hurry up and get ready. We’ve got a major client today, and she’s asking for you by name."

"What kind of major client?"

"A lady from the Zhou Family. Apparently, she’s on good terms with Sister Liu Mei and came specifically for your famous ’breast enhancement and repair’ treatment."

"The Zhou Family?"

Yang Xun froze. ’How many Zhou Families could there be in Zhonghai City?’

’It couldn’t be Zhou Yuan’s mother, could it?’

"What’s the matter? You don’t look happy about it. You don’t need to worry about the client’s identity, just focus on doing your job."

Xu Qian stood up and patted his shoulder. "Do a good job. If you can win her over... a lady from the Zhou Family has a big social circle. Satisfy her, and you’ll have a steady stream of new clients."

Yang Xun nodded and went to the private room to prepare.

A short while later, the door to the room opened, and a woman in her thirties walked in. Judging by her age, there was no way she could be Zhou Yuan’s mother.

Yang Xun breathed a sigh of relief and began the consultation and treatment as usual.

The young woman was very cooperative, and the treatment was highly effective.

It was clear the woman was very satisfied with his massage technique, but she didn’t request any "special services" in the end.

’Looking at her delicate, pretty face and slender figure, Yang Xun felt it was a real shame. But a professional masseur has to have integrity; he would never force a sale.’

Thanks, it seemed, to that Madam Zhou, Yang Xun’s life fell into a very regular pattern over the next few days.

He would go to the bath center every day to see clients with appointments. In the evenings, he would either do a livestream arranged by Xu Qian or simply go home to rest.

In just one week, his bank account balance had grown by nearly two million.

With his wallet getting fatter, Yang Xun felt much more secure. He hurried home to see his younger sister, Yang Cai.

Just as he reached the front door, he stopped. Staring at the old house they had lived in for so many years, he made a decision.

’Now that I have money, I don’t have to make my sister, Mi Ting, and the others put up with being crammed into this shabby old place anymore.’

’Besides, the neighborhood in Xiaoxie Village isn’t very safe. It’s not right for three women to be living here alone.’

’If I move them to a safer apartment complex, I’ll be able to focus on making money without worrying.’

"Brother, you said we’re moving? Where are we going?"

Yang Cai, sitting on a small stool and holding a cup of bubble tea, brightened up the moment she heard Yang Xun’s words.

"We’ll rent a new place. It’ll be bigger and safer than here. Sister Mi Ting and Aunt Chen will move in too, so you’ll all be together."

Yang Xun said, patting her on the head.

"Really? That’s amazing!"

Yang Cai was so happy she nearly spilled her bubble tea. "So when are we moving?" she asked excitedly.

"I’m going to find an agent and look at places today. You guys start packing. We can move this afternoon."

After giving a few more instructions, Yang Xun hopped on his electric scooter and headed out.

He found a real estate agency that looked decent and walked inside.

A middle-aged woman sitting at the front desk was scrolling on her phone. Seeing Yang Xun enter, she barely lifted her eyes. "You looking to rent?"

"Yes, I’m looking for..."

He hadn’t even finished his sentence before the woman cut him off with a wave of her hand.

Her cat-like eyes scanned him from head to toe, a flicker of contempt in her gaze. "I don’t handle small-time clients. Find someone else."

Yang Xun was speechless.

’Do I really look that poor?’

’Sure, my clothes are a bit shabby, but I’m a handsome guy. And this woman is looking down on me?’

He was at a loss for words. ’Whatever,’ he thought, ’it’s not like this is the only agency in town. I’ll just go somewhere else.’

Just as he was about to leave, a young, timid voice spoke up beside him. "Excuse me, sir... if you don’t mind, I can show you some properties."

Yang Xun turned to see a young woman in her early twenties. She wore an ill-fitting business suit, her hair in a low ponytail. She had a delicate face and a pair of clear, bright eyes that held a look of cautious inquiry.

"A newbie?" the older woman sneered. "You’re actually helping this pauper? You must be really desperate for cash!"

The middle-aged woman’s face fell, and she shot the girl a nasty glare.

"I told you before you were seducing clients! Now you see a young man and you just pounce on him. If you’re that desperate for a man, go be a prostitute! Why are you even trying to sell houses!"

The words were so vile that even Yang Xun, a total stranger, couldn’t stand it. He frowned. "Hey, ma’am, you could be a little more polite. How can you just open your mouth and insult a young woman like that?"

"Hah! What did I tell you? You’ve only just met and you’ve already seduced him into sticking up for you!"

Sister Wang sneered, her eyes filled with utter contempt for the two of them.

She deliberately raised her voice, and her coworkers all started to gather around to watch the show.