Don't Come Entangling Me Anymore!
However, there are no buts.
"As long as you like it, that's enough. Seeing you happy makes me happy." Lin Zimo says this while using his divine right hand to gently tuck a stray strand of Shi Luoyin's hair that's sticking to her mask behind her ear.
Shi Luoyin, caught off guard by this seemingly casual touch, forgets whatever she was about to say...
Satisfied with her reaction, Lin Zimo smiles and leads her over to the bags, shoes, and stockings. He asks again,
"What about these? Do you like them?"
This time, Shi Luoyin tries to hold her ground, determined to say she doesn't like them no matter what Lin Zimo says.
But the next second...
"I want to see you carrying these bags and wearing these shoes. You'd look amazing." Lin Zimo gazes into Shi Luoyin's eyes, his words utterly sincere.
Faced with that look and those words, Shi Luoyin surrenders instantly.
She wants to refuse, but he says he wants to see it! How could she bear to say no?
...
And just like that, Lin Zimo drags Shi Luoyin around the mall, dropping over ten million on purchases.
It's only when Shi Luoyin clings to his arm with both hands, her eyes brimming with tears, begging him not to buy anything more, that Lin Zimo reluctantly stops.
Of course, they don't carry a single thing themselves—everything's delivered straight to Shi Luoyin's home by staff.
Lin Zimo's lavish spending spree leaves the shop owners and shoppers in the entire mall stunned.
Everyone crowds around curiously, eager to catch a glimpse of the young tycoon.
Shi Luoyin suddenly heads to the restroom, leaving Lin Zimo to wait alone.
That's when...
Lin Zimo hears a vaguely familiar voice.
He looks up—tch, it's Li Shanshan, the original owner's cheating ex from before the transmigration.
Who would've thought he'd run into her here at the mall after all this time.
Li Shanshan, decked out in heavy makeup, is arm-in-arm with her affair partner: a mediocre-looking, slightly chubby guy with dark circles under his eyes.
"Rich bro, you're the best~ Thanks for bringing me here to buy this LV bag. I've wanted it for so long, and now it's finally mine. Wuu, I love you so much."
"Baby, I'm your man, and you're my woman. A bag's nothing—as long as tonight you..."
The guy Li Shanshan calls "Rich Bro" is Wang Fu, who went to the same university as the original Lin Zimo. His family wasn't well-off back then.
But during elementary school, their old house got demolished, and his parents scored millions in compensation. Just like that, he became a second-gen rich kid.
In college, he started driving a 400,000-yuan Mercedes, hitting on girls left and right.
Li Shanshan met Wang Fu on graduation day. With her decent figure and looks, it only took a few chats for him to fall hard—flowers, necklaces, and transfers that same day.
Swept off her feet by Wang Fu's generosity, Li Shanshan cheated and said yes the very next day, without even properly breaking up with the original Lin Zimo.
The original Lin Zimo noticed his girlfriend Li Shanshan hadn't contacted him for two whole days and kept calling until he finally got through—only to hear her heavy breathing, all wrong.
That's when he realized he'd been cucked. After two years of doting on her like a fool, their intimacy had been limited to hand-holding and kisses.
But this guy chases her for two days, and she's already playing strip poker with him. The original owner nearly died of rage right then.
Hearing Wang Fu's words, Li Shanshan playfully punches his chest with her little fist, cooing coquettishly, "Oh come on~ Bro, you're so naughty~ I'm scared~"
Wang Fu grabs her tiny fist, gives it a squeeze, and grins.
"Don't be scared, baby. Besides that LV bag you want, how about I get you a few pairs of Balenciaga stockings too?"
Li Shanshan pulls her hand back, hugs his arm tight, and squeals, "Baby, I love you so much~ If only we'd gotten together sooner."
"I wish we'd gotten together sooner too, but it's not too late now. I'll make you feel bliss and joy. Let's go buy that bag first."
"You're so mean~ Bro, you're terrible~" Li Shanshan bats her lashes coyly, playing the delicate bird perching on a branch.
That's when she looks up and spots Lin Zimo's somewhat familiar figure.
Thanks to the system's influence, even though Lin Zimo's appearance has changed dramatically, those who knew him before have fuzzy memories, thinking he looks more or less the same as always.
After two years together, though, Li Shanshan recognizes him despite the mask. Her face twists like she's eaten shit.
"Lin Zimo, what are you doing here? Don't tell me you're still hung up on me, stalking me or something!"
She'd already told him they were breaking up that day, and here he is, tailing her secretly—a clingy simp who just won't quit!
The surrounding onlookers, who'd come to gawk at the young rich guy, suddenly aren't so sure after Li Shanshan's outburst. But gossip is free real estate.
Human nature loves drama, and a savvy cleaning lady's already cracking open some seeds to munch on.
Hearing Li Shanshan, Lin Zimo wants to ship her off to the hospital for a brain scan. "Entangling you? If you're sick, go to the hospital—don't embarrass yourself out here."
A gold-digging cheater like her? As if he'd give her the time of day.
Li Shanshan blows up. "You're the sick one! We're done! Stop harassing me—I get pissed just seeing you."
Wang Fu wraps an arm around Li Shanshan's slim waist and sneers arrogantly at Lin Zimo.
"Lin Zimo, Shanshan's my woman now. If you have any shame, stop bothering her."
Li Shanshan snuggles against Wang Fu, mocking,
"Give it up. I'm never coming back to you! You've got nothing—no money, no career, can't even handle your own life. You could never give me the happiness I want. We're over. Stop coming after me."
"Get this straight: I didn't come looking for you, and I'm not harassing you!" Lin Zimo rolls his eyes at the two idiots yapping away.
"This is a mall, not your house. I'm free to shop here."
Li Shanshan laughs mockingly. "This is a luxury mall. You weren't coming for me, so what, you here to shop?"
Lin Zimo: "What's wrong with me shopping here?"
Li Shanshan: "Take a good look—the cheapest bag or outfit here is tens of thousands. You, a fresh grad who's unemployed with zero savings? What could you possibly afford?"
Right then...
Several luxury store managers and mall admins rush over with security in tow.
Lin Zimo is their VVVIP customer—he just dropped ten million in one go.
Their KPIs are smashed; this is a god among men.
They can't let him get bullied in the mall.
Li Shanshan and Wang Fu stare blankly at the swarm of sharply dressed men and women.
What's with the huge entourage? Some VIP bigshot must be here.
If she could latch onto them, she'd hit the jackpot—luxury life, here she comes!
Li Shanshan lights up with excitement, eyes glued to the group.
Wang Fu dreams of leveling up his wealth too, mirroring her expression.
But the next second, they hear and see...
The usually arrogant crew flocks to Lin Zimo, bowing deeply in unison.
"Mr. Lin, here's your ten-million-points card from your recent purchases—I've processed it for you."
"Mr. Lin, these are samples of our upcoming new women's collection. If your girlfriend likes any, we'll deliver them."
"Mr. Lin, you forgot this Hermès bag you bought for your girlfriend—I'll bring it right over."
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