Chapter 16: All Trouble Stems from Being Too Handsome

Her height was at most one meter sixty—even that was with the aid of high heels. Her face was plump, her waist round and thick. Yet her attire was undeniably extravagant, adorned with gold, silver, and jade. She was the epitome of a nouveau riche, her appearance so typical it could not be more so.

This extraordinary woman now held a bank card in her hand, exuding an air of overwhelming wealth. Her eyes shone with a lascivious gleam, fixed intently on He Tian. She was nearly drooling.

Who could still believe that lust was a privilege reserved for men alone? Look closely—when women become lustful, they surpass men by far!

Wang Xinrou doubled over, laughing uncontrollably. He Tian could only force a bitter smile. At this moment, he loathed his own handsomeness.

"He Tian, your charm is truly irresistible!" Wang Xinrou finally managed to suppress her laughter, whispering softly to him.

"My woman is not something ordinary people can handle," He Tian thought, desperately wanting to avoid any entanglement with such a woman.

"Didn't you hear what I said? I'll pay for this handsome man's clothes!" The extraordinary woman spoke with her nose in the air, loudly declaring her intent, as if only this could truly showcase her 'nobility.'

"Hold on! Madam, what do you mean by this?" Wang Xinrou immediately interjected.

"What did you call me?" The woman’s anger flared as she stepped forward, staring Wang Xinrou down. With her imposing figure, she actually exuded some pressure.

"Madam... Let's be clear—are you trying to seduce this handsome man?" Wang Xinrou showed no fear, instead moving closer and speaking with a hint of flirtation.

"This handsome man, come with me. I'll make sure you eat well, drink well, live well, and play well! Spend as much money as you like!" The woman was arrogant, skipping the courtship altogether—she was making a direct offer to keep He Tian.

The crowd erupted in laughter.

Who among those present was not wealthy or of high status? Especially the women—they simply couldn’t believe that a man as handsome as He Tian would agree to go with such a woman.

The laughter was filled with ridicule for the woman’s overconfidence, and even more with disdain for her nouveau riche airs.

Of course, some society ladies seemed to be watching He Tian’s reaction. If he could accept such a woman, perhaps they could offer a higher price...

Ah well, women’s loneliness and lust are truly unimaginable to outsiders.

"Oh my, Madam!" Wang Xinrou feigned shock and delight, then, with mock anger, said, "He belongs to me! If you take him, what am I supposed to do? How will you compensate me?"

"That’s easy! This card holds a million! The password is six ones! Take it! The handsome man is mine!" The woman impatiently tossed her card over, her eyes nearly devouring He Tian.

"A million!" Wang Xinrou gladly accepted the silver card.

"Xinrou!" He Tian didn’t mind being the center of attention, but not like this!

"He Tian, it’s such a rare and amusing event, let’s just play along! Nothing serious! I even think this is a great way to make money," Wang Xinrou sized him up, her eyes blinking mischievously.

"To hell with that!" He Tian snatched the bank card from her hand and tossed it back to the woman without ceremony.

"Handsome... Is it not enough? How about this, one night! One night, one million! What do you say?" The woman tried a different approach. Oh, what a pleasure it would be to spend a night with such a handsome man!

He Tian was truly speechless.

Never before had he encountered such a situation.

Having survived in the crucible of fire and steel, where life and death were a constant, He Tian felt utterly out of place in normal society.

"I don’t need your money!" He Tian shouted angrily.

Being propositioned by such a woman! His face burned with shame.

Surrounded by so many spectators, He Tian wished he could sink into the earth.

"What are you being so fierce for... I’ll give you a mine! Worth eight hundred million!" The woman offered again. In her eyes, everything could be measured by money.

This statement revealed her nouveau riche identity in full! A mine owner!

The crowd finally understood...

It seemed that coal mine owners from Shanxi were everywhere these days.

But to see someone flaunt their wealth so blatantly—it was a first.

"Madam, perhaps you should shed some weight! I’m afraid you might crush me!" He Tian shot back, grabbed Wang Xinrou, and left.

"Handsome, we can still negotiate!" The woman wasn’t giving up.

He Tian stormed out.

The woman actually chased after him—relentless!

He Tian simply ran.

A while later, Wang Xinrou found He Tian in the parking lot, still unable to stop laughing.

"Is it really that funny?" He Tian muttered.

The shock he’d just experienced was overwhelming.

It made him realize that the formidable women he’d encountered on his journey—compared to this, they could hardly be called fierce.

It was only women like this, in the truest sense, who were truly formidable.

To publicly offer to keep a handsome man, so brazenly, using money as a weapon!

He Tian felt deeply disappointed in society.

He even wondered if this was the kind of society he was meant to protect. If so, what was the point?

Just look—a single encounter with such a woman shook He Tian's beliefs to their core. Who could have imagined?

Everything he was experiencing now was so different from what he’d previously been through.

"It was hilarious!" Wang Xinrou got into the car, still laughing. "I never thought I’d meet such a remarkable woman! Honestly, your charm is extraordinary!"

"Don’t disgust me," He Tian admitted, people are visual creatures, after all.

"Actually, I was disgusted too! In all my years, I’ve never met someone like that! Even if a wealthy woman wants to keep a young man, at least choose the right occasion! That woman was just too much!" After her laughter, Wang Xinrou’s face was full of disdain.

"An isolated incident?" He Tian asked.

"Not just isolated—this is unprecedented!" Wang Xinrou laughed again, recalling He Tian's escape, unable to suppress her amusement.

It was the first time she’d seen He Tian so fearful.

"That’s good," He Tian breathed a sigh of relief. So, not everyone was like that.

"What do you mean, good? It’s not! Look behind us!" Wang Xinrou pointed to the rearview mirror, still smiling.

"My goodness! Is this never going to end?" He Tian saw the woman in a BMW convertible—catching up...

He Tian immediately started the car and sped away, leaving the woman behind, still calling after him.

She was nothing if not persistent.

After leaving Paradise Street and blending into the rush of traffic, He Tian finally relaxed.

Women—more dangerous than tigers!

"He Tian, don’t be afraid! Don’t let this leave a psychological shadow! That woman doesn’t represent all women!" Wang Xinrou watched him with concern. If this experience made He Tian distrust women, then when she herself became interested in him, how could she pursue him?

So, for the sake of her future prospects, Wang Xinrou decided to play psychologist.

"Oh, spare me," He Tian rolled his eyes.

"Hehe... Alright! I won’t say a word, I swear!" Wang Xinrou promised.

"You were planning to tell others!" He Tian glared at her.

If Wang Xinmeng, Old Hu, Chen Long, or Hou Qiang found out about this, he’d be the laughingstock for sure.

"But I have good friends!" Wang Xinrou protested.

How unfortunate not to share such a story with friends!

"Keep your mouth shut!" He Tian warned her sternly.

"He Tian, I can keep my mouth shut, no problem! But you don’t know—technology is so advanced now, whose phone isn’t smart? Maybe someone already took photos or videos. The internet is everywhere—especially Weibo. You might already be famous online!" Wang Xinrou reminded him.

"As long as you keep quiet. At the time... no one took photos or videos. That shop was good—even the surveillance cameras were turned away!" Though He Tian wasn’t familiar with all the nuances of modern society, as a king of soldiers, a Dragon Soul king, his observation of the surroundings—especially in 'Tide Pavilion,' with its fastest updates—was meticulous.

"Really! You noticed all that?" Wang Xinrou’s eyes widened.

"Since we left Paradise Street, we’ve crossed fifteen streets. Thirty-six traffic cameras. The license plates of the last twenty cars were TH65390, TH86325..." He Tian glanced dismissively at Wang Xinrou, rattling off the details.

"Wow!" Wang Xinrou stared at him in astonishment.

"So, your worries about the internet, Weibo, are nothing! But the shop owner... is quite interesting," He Tian said with a smile.

"Hah... do you know whose shop it is?" Wang Xinrou laughed.

"Don’t tell me it’s your sister’s!" He Tian looked at her.

"Correct!" Wang Xinrou snapped her fingers.

"No wonder!" He Tian understood, though a new question arose: "Mengrou Fashion Group—isn’t it a manufacturer? Why run a shop selling clothes, and not even the group’s own brands?"

"That was my sister’s earliest venture!" Wang Xinrou explained.

"I see," He Tian nodded.

"He Tian... I think you’d make a great spokesperson for my sister!" Wang Xinrou propped her chin in her hand, examining He Tian, and suddenly suggested.

"Spokesperson?" He Tian was thrown by her sudden leap in logic.

"Exactly! My sister’s company now has a men’s clothing line. If you become the spokesperson, her brand will soar! You might even become a star! Wow, that would be so much fun!" Wang Xinrou clapped her hands in delight.

"Get lost! Not interested!" He Tian groaned.

"Just think about it..." Wang Xinrou’s eyes sparkled, unwilling to let the idea go.