Chapter Seven: Tell Me Where to Find Handsome Men! Lots of Handsome Men!

“No way!!”

Before Wen Yan could speak, the nurse beside her couldn’t hold back any longer and directly refused.

Li Jingyan stared quietly at the nurse. “Do you have anything else to say?”

“No... no,” the nurse stammered, then awkwardly hurried out. It wasn’t really her business, but she couldn’t help but think that Wen Yan was truly patient.

“So you agree?” Li Jingyan asked playfully, but Wen Yan’s expression remained unchanged.

“Yes, if there’s nothing else, you can get on with your work. Just let me know when you need me to come over and take care of things.” Wen Yan said, then buried herself in the covers, not giving Li Jingyan a chance to respond.

Seeing Wen Yan’s lack of interest in speaking, Li Jingyan took out his phone, transferred 10,000 yuan, and left.

“Leaving now!” the system’s voice announced.

Wen Yan glanced secretly and, seeing he had left, sat up and collected the payment.

“Host, you already have a million, why are you still fussing over a few measly sums?” the system questioned in confusion.

“Shut up! This isn’t a measly sum! For me, this is two months’ salary!!! Besides, even if I don’t spend on that wretched Liu Yanyan, someone else will, so every little bit counts. Don’t you know that many small gains add up?” Wen Yan rambled on passionately.

System: “...Then you should ask for more, young master Lion.”

“Where would he get that kind of money now? If I push him too hard and he divorces me, I won’t complete my mission.”

“Are you okay?” Before Wen Yan and the system could continue, a gentle voice interrupted—it was the nurse from before.

“I was worried he might get violent, so I called him over,” the nurse said, followed by a meek-looking Doctor Duan.

“I... I... I really have no face to show anyone! Boohoo!” Wen Yan began to sob dramatically, lamenting her fate and her husband.

The system was stunned behind the scenes, unable to believe Wen Yan could act so well. “What are you doing, host?”

“Mind your own business and watch my performance!” Wen Yan said calmly.

After about ten minutes, Wen Yan finished her story, and the nurse and Doctor Duan looked at her with sympathy.

“Sis, don’t be sad. I’m Feng Luo. If you need help, just find me. If it’s really serious, find him. He’s the director’s son and has authority.” Feng Luo said, pulling Duan Mengsheng’s ear and bringing him over to Wen Yan.

“Hey! Ouch! Little ancestor, have some mercy! I want to help! Isn’t that enough?” Under Feng Luo’s intimidating gaze, Duan Mengsheng handed over a business card.

“If you need legal aid, you can contact me. I’ll do my best to help,” the young nurse said, visibly more satisfied.

Wen Yan thought hard but couldn’t recall whether these two existed in the original story. To avoid disrupting her plan, she thanked them but declined for now.

“Thank you. When I need help, I’ll definitely reach out.” Hearing this, Duan Mengsheng looked at Feng Luo expectantly, hoping to leave.

Wen Yan quickly added, “Don’t worry, you both focus on your work.”

Feng Luo was reluctantly pulled away by Duan Mengsheng.

Within a day, thanks to Feng Luo’s efforts, the scandal of Liu Yanyan and Li Jingyan spread throughout the hospital. Wen Yan, seeing the balance on her phone, lost interest in bothering Liu Yanyan and was discharged before afternoon.

The hospital buzzed with rumors: the mistress showed up to cause trouble, making the wife unable to find peace even in the hospital.

Little did they know Wen Yan was already happily imagining enjoying life with the compensation money.

By noon, Wen Yan couldn’t hold back any longer.

Wearing the hospital gown was uncomfortable, and the crisp new bank card in her pocket—even though the money hadn’t arrived yet—the number “one million” made her light-headed.

Strolling to the hospital entrance, pondering how to splurge her first sum, a sleek black Bentley silently pulled up before her.

The window rolled down, revealing Assistant Liu’s refined face. “Miss Wen, where are you headed? I’ll give you a ride.”

Assistant Liu smiled, his eyes holding a subtle concern. He had been watching Wen Yan’s movements on the CEO’s orders. Knowing all her troubles, he sympathized with her optimistic spirit and wanted to offer her a lift.

Wen Yan stared at the gleaming logo, her throat dry. She had rarely called a private car in her life, let alone ridden in such a luxury car.

“That might not be appropriate,” she declined verbally, but her feet betrayed her, moving toward the passenger seat.

“Get in, it’s on the way,” Assistant Liu opened the door, a faint scent of leather wafting out. Wen Yan had just settled in and hadn’t yet touched the soft seat when the system’s alert sounded in her mind: “Ding! One million compensation has been successfully transferred to the designated account!”

“Really?!” Wen Yan was so excited she nearly jumped, her voice rising sharply, startling Assistant Liu as the seatbelt clicked open.

“Sorry, sorry!” Wen Yan waved her hands hurriedly, eyes sparkling like stars. “I just... got a little excited.”

Assistant Liu smiled helplessly. “Understandable. It’s quite a sum. Shall I take you home now?”

“Home is no fun!” Wen Yan suddenly grabbed his arm, eyes darting playfully. “Do you know where there are lots of handsome guys?”

Assistant Liu nearly lost control of the wheel. He turned to look at her, his gaze like that of a startled little rabbit. “Miss Wen, you…”

“I just want to have some fun!” Wen Yan patted his shoulder confidently. “Bars, clubs—you know the spots! Take me somewhere good!”

Assistant Liu swallowed hard. The CEO told him to “keep an eye on her,” but hadn’t said anything about escorting her to nightlife. Yet, seeing her sparkling eyes, he found it hard to refuse.

Maybe she had suffered too much and needed a place to vent? “There... should be some,” he answered vaguely, turning the wheel.

Half an hour later, the car stopped before a grand building. The gilded sign “Platinum Joy Club” flashed dazzlingly in the sun, the doormen impeccably dressed, politely opening doors for every guest. Wen Yan’s eyes widened as she stepped out, muttering, “This is way too luxurious…”

She turned to Assistant Liu and bowed deeply. “Thank you so much, Assistant Liu! I’m forever grateful!”

Assistant Liu rolled down the window, frowning with concern. “It’s a complicated place inside. Please be careful.”

“Got it! Don’t worry!” Wen Yan waved and stepped briskly into the club.

No sooner had she entered than the system’s sharp scream echoed in her mind:

“Wen Yan! What are you doing? Is this the place for you? My goodness!”

Wen Yan narrowed her eyes and smiled, watching the handsome men and beautiful women bustling in the lobby without hesitation.

“I just got the money; how can I not splurge? This is called revenge spending, you know? I was dirt poor before, now that I finally have money, I deserve to live it up. I’ve never even held a man’s hand. I’m half-dead—what’s wrong with having some fun with a guy?”

“Why not just save it? Isn’t that better?” the system wailed in frustration.

“How do I know if I’ll even get to go home again?” Wen Yan raised an eyebrow, her tone tinged with self-mockery.

“Better to enjoy today while you can. If I die, at least I spent a little. No regrets!”

No sooner had she finished than a group of tall, handsome men in white shirts surrounded her, politely asking how they could assist.

Wen Yan’s resentment instantly vanished. She pointed to the manager nearby: “Book me the best private room! And bring all the most handsome men here to keep me company!”

The system nagged relentlessly in her mind, but Wen Yan ignored it, following the manager toward the private rooms.

Her nerves had been on edge these days—angered by Li Jingyan, attacked by Liu Yanyan—she just wanted a place to truly relax.

No matter the plot or mission, today she only wanted to be carefree, enjoying this sudden “financial freedom.” After all, looking at handsome men is the key to a longer life.

“Hmph, you won’t listen, huh?” The system huffed angrily. “I’m logging off to earn energy! If you need me… call me!” Then it fell silent.

Wen Yan smiled and shook her head. The moment she pushed open the private room door, she cast all her worries behind her.

“Honestly, admiring handsome men should be included in women’s healthcare…” she muttered, plunging into the crowd of men to drink and sing.