Chapter 98: You will never find another man like me.

At night, at the Platinum Hanju Hotel.

Inside room 1602, micro tremors occurred frequently; the chairs and bed visibly quivered, and the large bathtub nearly caused a flood. Cheng Yao even noticed the footboard had the words, "Save water, everyone has a responsibility." The last drop of water on Earth might well be humanity's tears.

Afterwards, Lin Ketong draped her legs over Cheng Yao's, her expression somewhat displeased. "You need to buy medicine for me tomorrow."

"There's no need."

"What?"

Lin Ketong pinched his soft side, scolding angrily, "If I get pregnant, are you going to take responsibility?"

"Really, there's no need. I've already taken it."

"Taken what?"

"Medicine," Cheng Yao replied with a smile. "Didn't I tell you? My family has a company overseas. Some develop medicine, some make games, some work on AI. The medicine I took is for men, from abroad."

"Is that true?" Lin Ketong looked skeptical, suspecting Cheng Yao was treating her like a fool.

"Why would I lie to you? If you ever really get pregnant, then I've definitely been cheated on." Cheng Yao looked serious. Within a month, if anyone got pregnant, he would have no doubt been betrayed.

"What nonsense!" Lin Ketong was thoroughly vexed—she had only ever been with Cheng Yao, and recently, rather frequently at that. This shameless man still dared to say such things. Yet, she believed him about seventy percent.

Cheng Yao chuckled and teased, "You don't follow the news, do you? Technology's so advanced now—those silicone girlfriend robots from Japan are already on the market. There's nothing you can't imagine..."

"I do know about those. The poor can't afford them, the rich don't need them."

"Exactly." Cheng Yao held her hand to his heart; silicone robots were utterly useless, nothing compared to the intoxicating allure of a real woman.

Lin Ketong raised an eyebrow. "That special medicine—no side effects?"

"It's made for the wealthy. Ordinary people can't buy it; it's not sold publicly. No real side effects, otherwise they wouldn't dare put it on the market."

"No wonder."

Lin Ketong's doubts dispelled, Cheng Yao laughed, "You won't find another man as conscientious about taking medicine as I am. Be content!"

With that, he rolled over and dove in again.

Lin Ketong's cheeks flushed, silver teeth clenched, her lotus-like arms wrapped around his neck.

Why is he... still not done?!

[Congratulations! Your intimacy with 'Cultivation Girlfriend Lin Ketong' has reached ninety. Daily task completed. Reward: 'Blocking Capsule*1']

Not a bad item.

After all, who wants to live every day under an umbrella?

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The next morning dawned bright and clear, sweeping away Jinling's chill.

After checking out at eight, Cheng Yao drove with Lin Ketong to Jinling Lizhixing Automobile Sales and Service Co.; the McLaren parked at the entrance, its humming engine drawing a crowd of admiring gazes.

Sometimes, brand dealerships are like this—not mocking you, but not overly enthusiastic either. Unless you call out, they won't approach. It's like walking into Louis Vuitton or Chanel; when there are lots of customers, staff rarely come over to serve you. But if you show you have capital, things change. That's how this restless society works—within the law, money makes you a master.

Without money, you can still live, but with money, ninety-nine percent of life's troubles disappear.

"Good morning, sir and madam. I'm sales manager Xiao Lü..."

Cheng Yao had his hands in his pockets, sunglasses on, looking sharp and clean, with no unnecessary adornments.

Lin Ketong smiled and asked, "We'd like to look at some cars."

"Of course. Which model are you interested in?"

"The Mercedes AMG GT. Do you have it?"

"We do!" Manager Lü's eyes lit up, becoming attentive. "Just last week, we received the latest models—one is a special edition, and another is the AMG GT Black Series, the crown jewel of Mercedes..."

Led by Manager Lü, the two took the elevator upstairs.

There, two AMG GTs in different colors stood on display. As Mercedes' flagship sports coupe, the design was bold and avant-garde—the large, vertical grille at the front paired perfectly with the sharp LED headlights.

The appearance was so striking, even Cheng Yao felt a stir in his heart.

"Let's try it."

"Mm."

"Please..." Manager Lü warmly opened the car door, smiling at Cheng Yao. "Are you local to Jinling, sir?"

"Yes. What's the current price for this car?"

"The one you're looking at starts at three and a half million..."

Cheng Yao took in the details. Beside him, a female sales attendant offered tea, snacks, and friendly conversation. The treatment on this floor was entirely different.

After a while, Lin Ketong stepped out, satisfied. This was her dream.

Lin Ketong smiled, "The interior is beautiful."

"An Audi door, Mercedes interior and color scheme—royal finishes at this price, it's quite stunning..."

"Indeed."

Lin Ketong mused, "But I don't like this color. I prefer white."

"Miss Lin, we can change the color for you."

"How long will that take?"

"If you buy today, you'll have the car within a week."

Lin Ketong looked to Cheng Yao, asking, "Should we get it in white?"

"As long as you like it."

"Then let's get white."

"Very well. Please take a seat; Xiao Li, bring a fruit platter..."

The sales manager began detailing the features and price. Cheng Yao didn't haggle—he barely asked about discounts.

After taking a sip of water, he said, "I won't bother negotiating for a lower price. Just give me ten maintenance services, and I'll take delivery right away. The car I bought at the entrance came with several years of maintenance."

"Boss Cheng, ten is a bit much..."

Manager Lü gritted his teeth. "I'll give you five services."

"Five is too few."

"How about this: you take a step back, I take a step back—eight services, and I'll still give you the discount."

"Ten maintenance services—your discounts aren't that generous."

"..."

In the end, Manager Lü nodded with tears in his eyes, signing the contract for Lin Ketong.

Her first car, worth nearly four million; Lin Ketong's heart fluttered like a startled deer, and her gaze toward Cheng Yao became much gentler.

Once the contract was signed, Cheng Yao had Manager Lü write an IOU.

Maintenance services are often just a gimmick at these dealerships—they promise them, but when you pick up the car, they don't deliver. Returning the car incurs a loss, leaving you stuck. Best to get everything in writing beforehand, so they can't play tricks.

Of course, Manager Lü probably wouldn't dare.

These dealerships are notorious for bullying the meek and fearing the strong.

With the IOU secured, Cheng Yao glanced at Lin Ketong, "Want to buy a bag?"

"Xin Jie Kou?"

"Mm."

"Maybe next time." Lin Ketong shook her head; she already had plenty of bags.

Besides, with several million just spent, he would probably be feeling the pinch for a while, Lin Ketong thought.

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Among friends, someone bought a car and the dealership didn’t honor the promised maintenance—hilarious.