Cheng Yuhuan shook her head honestly: "Yes, I don't believe it."

"If you don't believe it, fine," Chen Feng said indifferently, picking up the tea Guo Mengyao had just poured for him and drinking it all in one go.

This kind of traditional tea cup isn't big, so it's normal for a thirsty man to drink the whole cup in one gulp.

Seeing Chen Feng's attitude, Cheng Yuhuan felt somewhat annoyed and mocked contemptuously: "That's really gulping."

After glancing at her, Chen Feng asked, "Did you trick me into coming here just to ask about the lottery winnings?"

Cheng Yuhuan was initially stunned and then said angrily, "Who tricked you into coming? You came because you were worried about Mengyao, didn't you?"

Upon hearing her explain, Chen Feng realized he had correctly guessed Cheng Yuhuan's method.

Annoyed, Chen Feng said, "How do you know I'm worried about Mengyao?"

Cheng Yuhuan was at a loss for words.

Guo Mengyao quickly explained: "I told her. We were indeed talking about you earlier, curious about how you earned your first bucket of gold. Besides, Yuhuan has five to six million in idle funds and plans to invest in a good project. Do you have any suggestions?"

Guo Mengyao skillfully shifted the topic, and Chen Feng didn't bother arguing with Cheng Yuhuan. After thinking for a moment, he said, "What good suggestions could I have? You know I'm actually not skilled at business, whether investing in your company or later starting my own. I'm just a hands-off shopkeeper."

Guo Mengyao curiously asked, "After you sold your shares and got so much cash, didn't you invest in one or two new projects?"

When Chen Feng previously quit the shares, he claimed Fengmang Film and Television's funds were tight, which was nonsense, and Guo Mengyao didn't take it seriously.

Now she asked casually, curious about what Chen Feng did with all that cash afterward, surely he wouldn't leave it just in the bank.

Despite finding it odd that Guo Mengyao was asking such private questions in front of Cheng Yuhuan, Chen Feng answered: "Most of it is still in the bank for now, but soon, I plan to open a jewelry shop in Yuelou Town, probably investing a few million. Additionally, I might buy a suitable location for the shop there. Other than that, I might consider buying one or two apartments in Shanghai or Beijing."

Chen Feng's words made Fang Xiaoyue and Cheng Yuhuan's eyes widen, but Guo Mengyao remained calm, suggesting: "If you're investing, you could buy property in Shen City. The house prices there have the biggest increase nationwide and are very stable, hardly ever dropping."

Shen City's high property prices are famous nationwide, with average prices exceeding those in Shanghai and Beijing.

So, Chen Feng nodded: "Coincidentally, I'm planning to visit Shen City tomorrow, so I'll check out the properties there."

"You're going to Shen City tomorrow?" Guo Mengyao asked in surprise, "What for?"

"I'm opening a jewelry store, planning to join Zhao Shengsheng's brand, need to go to their headquarters in Shen City to sign a contract."

Finally getting it, Guo Mengyao nodded.

Cheng Yuhuan then showed great interest, asking: "Chen Feng, is opening a jewelry store reliable? How much can you earn in a year?"

Chen Feng candidly said, "It should be somewhat reliable. Jewelry has high profits and tends to retain value, so you won't lose much. As for yearly earnings, that's hard to say—depends on your abilities."

Cheng Yuhuan's eyes shifted, saying: "Then can you take me with you to Shen City tomorrow? I'd like to investigate along with you, and if it's suitable, maybe I'll open a shop in Le City too."

Chen Feng frowned slightly and directly refused: "You're a woman, and you have a husband. To travel with a single man isn't good or convenient. I think you should discuss with your husband first, better yet have him accompany you."

Cheng Yuhuan froze, truly not expecting such a direct refusal and with such a proper reason.

Guo Mengyao and Fang Xiaoyue felt slightly amused. Cheng Yuhuan, a beauty, still wasn't sparking Chen Feng's interest?

But they also felt Chen Feng was right; traveling alone with a married woman could easily cause misunderstandings, and her husband surely wouldn't be comfortable with it.

Cheng Yuhuan snapped back, glaring: "Worried I'll devour you whole?"

Chen Feng sincerely replied, "It's not about worry. It's about potential bad impressions. If you really want to come, have your husband join. Otherwise, I'm afraid your husband will misunderstand and come after me with a knife."

Cheng Yuhuan laughed, somewhat exasperated: "Fine, I don't need to go with you. I'll go by myself."

Seeing this, Guo Mengyao advised: "It's unsafe alone; listen to Chen Feng and discuss with your husband."

Cheng Yuhuan shook her head, face tensed: "My husband is too lazy; he won't want to travel all the way to Shen City."

"Can you find someone else to go with?" Guo Mengyao continued.

"Someone else? You?"

Guo Mengyao became speechless, turning to ask Chen Feng: "Chen Feng, are you going to Shen City alone?"

Chen Feng candidly answered without much hesitation, "Going with Little Rui."

Upon hearing Sun Xiaorui was going with him, Guo Mengyao felt inexplicably uncomfortable and irritably remarked, "Since Little Rui's going, you can take Yuhuan too—why worry about the impression?"

"People don't care if I have another female companion; they only focus on Yuhuan going alone with me to another city. Yuhuan, you should call your husband and discuss this; if he agrees, I don't mind taking you along."

Chen Feng had a valid point.

Cheng Yuhuan was expected to back down, but she started a video call with her husband, introducing the three present, including Chen Feng, to him.

The video showed her husband appearing somewhat older—people would believe he was her father.

That's not the issue; the key point was Cheng Yuhuan explained the situation, and after slight hesitation, her husband actually agreed.

Her husband was skilled at handling things, expressing gratitude to Chen Feng via video for taking care of his wife and inviting him to visit after.

Diplomatic words flowed effortlessly; Chen Feng could only agree.

After the call ended, Chen Feng, Guo Mengyao, and Fang Xiaoyue exchanged looks.

Guo Mengyao asked with some curiosity: "Yuhuan, is your husband always this understanding and trusting?"

Cheng Yuhuan gave a slightly bitter smile but nodded: "Of course."

Fang Xiaoyue, oblivious to the undertone, admired: "Your husband is truly a good husband."

Cheng Yuhuan laughed heartily, touching her belly after the laughter: "I'm hungry, let's go eat."