Chen Feng eventually decided to stay at this hotel, too lazy to move any further.

This hotel isn't particularly high-end, but it's much cleaner and tidier than a budget hotel. The room he chose is quite far from Chen Guoxiang and his wife, so they're unlikely to run into each other.

He took a bath first, then notified Sun and Wu that he wouldn't be going back tonight, and went to sleep without checking his unread messages on WeChat.

The next morning, around seven o'clock, Chen Feng woke up.

After a quick freshen up, he picked up his phone to look at the unread messages from yesterday on WeChat.

Messages from several women, including Guo Mengyao, Fang Xiaoyue, Jin Xinyan, Yang Wenqi, Tang Xinyi, and Zhang Jingwen.

Chen Feng skimmed through them, and unless there was something important, he usually didn't reply.

Only Guo Mengyao mentioned she was invited to Qin Zhen's engagement party and asked when he plans to return to his hometown.

Besides, she said there's a potentially profitable project and asked if he's interested.

After thinking it over, Chen Feng replied, first saying he'd return to his hometown tomorrow, then expressed disinterest in the profitable project she mentioned.

He thought that Guo Mengyao hadn't woken up yet, so she wouldn't respond right away.

But as he was about to put down his phone, he saw her reply.

"This project is really quite profitable. I've already decided to invest five hundred into it, with a profit rate of at least 30%."

Chen Feng had nothing to do, so he asked, "What specific project is it?"

"A private fund; the fund manager is one of the best in the industry, skilled in securities investment with high profitability. Several friends I know invested in this fund last year and got quite considerable returns."

"Is this fund for stock investment?"

"Yes, the profit rate is very high; this fund is very good at investing in stocks."

Chen Feng found it a bit speechless; stock investments can yield high profits but also high losses.

Chen Feng advised, "Stock investments come with both returns and risks. I think you shouldn't buy such a risky fund; there's no need to take risks."

"There is some risk, but I don't think it's a big deal. Besides, it's just 500. Even if it's a loss, it won't be too much. If it makes money, it's much better than putting it in the bank."

Chen Feng was unimpressed with her idea and suggested, "If you have more money, you'd better buy a house or a store. I think the future real estate price trend is steadily rising."

"Thank you for the suggestion, but I still think this fund has a bigger and faster profit. I have the chance to invest through some inside connections from friends. Generally, people with money don't even have this chance. If you're interested, you can invest through me; we can share the profit when it comes."

Guo Mengyao clearly wanted to involve Chen Feng both financially and personally.

This way, it naturally connects her to Chen Feng further, which is what she desires.

Chen Feng didn't know her plan, but he wasn't interested in investing in this fund.

He himself used to trade stocks and always made a profit, so why let others manage his money? Do they have his exceptional financial luck?

Moreover, he's not short of money now and doesn't want more. He's not interested in investing to make money.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm not interested."

Guo Mengyao was somewhat unhappy when Chen Feng refused her. She asked directly through a voice message, "Do you not trust me now? Do you think I'm trying to deceive you, to cheat you out of your money?"

Chen Feng also replied via voice message, "It's not that I don't trust you; it's the fund you want to buy. Rather than trust the investment manager, I'd trust myself. I used to trade stocks and made quite a bit."

Chen Feng had previously told Guo Mengyao he made some money through trading stocks, but in her view, it definitely wasn't much; it was more like a hobby. She thought Chen Feng's wealth largely came from winning the lottery.

So, Guo Mengyao bluntly sent a voice message, "Can you compare with professional fund managers?"

Chen Feng said seriously, "Of course, I only know how to make more money trading stocks than they do."

Guo Mengyao didn't believe him and said in annoyance, "Fine, if you're not interested, let's leave it. When I make money, don't regret it."

Chen Feng simply replied with two words: "I won't."

Guo Mengyao saw the message and felt speechless, choosing not to respond further.

By this point, Chen Feng didn't want to talk to her anymore either. He packed up briefly, came out of his hotel room, and headed downstairs.

It was just before seven-thirty, and Chen Feng thought it would be unlikely that Chen Guoxiang and his wife had woken up. Besides, his room was on the fifth floor, and theirs was on the ninth floor, so the possibility of meeting them was quite small. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Indeed, Chen Feng took the elevator from the fifth floor down to the lobby and didn't run into them till he checked out at the front desk.

Walking out of the hotel, heading towards where his car was parked, he saw his Cayenne, took out the car key, pressed the unlock button, and noticed Ni Yuhua walking over from the flowerbed side.

Chen Feng was somewhat taken aback, looked around, but didn't see Chen Guoxiang.

"Chen Feng, we meet again. How about having breakfast together?"

Ni Yuhua said quite straightforwardly to Chen Feng.

"Where's your husband?" Chen Feng frowned at her, looking displeased.

Last night's behavior from Ni Yuhua had left a bad impression on him.

Feeling Chen Feng's attitude, Ni Yuhua appeared slightly uncomfortable but braced herself, saying, "He's still sleeping soundly at the hotel. I got up early this morning to buy breakfast and happened to see your car still here, so I waited a bit, and you came out soon after. I haven't had breakfast yet and am quite hungry; I guess you must be hungry too?"

In fact, she had woken up due to Chen Guoxiang's snoring, stood by the window out of boredom, and happened to see the Cayenne parked on the roadside last night, guessing Chen Feng must have stayed at the hotel and hadn't left.

Thus, she had woken her husband Chen Guoxiang so they could quickly plan, and he suggested she dress up and go downstairs to wait for Chen Feng for one last effort.

As for how to go about it, it would rely on her improvisation.

Earlier, Ni Yuhua coped quite well, but unfortunately, Chen Feng already had an opinion about her and wasn't very friendly.

"I'll go home and eat." Chen Feng immediately refused her breakfast invitation.

After saying this, Chen Feng continued walking towards his car.

Seeing his attitude, Ni Yuhua briefly flashed an awkward expression but quickly suppressed the discomfort, catching up to Chen Feng, "Chen Feng, I need to talk to you."

Chen Feng had to stop and said somewhat bluntly, "Restrain yourself, your husband is waiting for you to go back."

Ni Yuhua's face flushed slightly, but she braced herself and endured the waves of embarrassment, defending herself, "I'm not the kind of loose woman you think I am."