Chapter 7

Chapter 7

But my husband was right about one thing.

I am a traditional woman.

A traditional woman is supposed to center her life around her man.

So, on the fourth day after divorcing my husband,

I started to miss him.

Mrs. Li, who often plays golf with me, said:

“Looking for a man? That’s nothing! Let your big sister take you out and broaden your horizons.”

My cheeks flushed red.

“Isn’t this a bit improper? After all, I’m the wifely type.”

Mrs. Li was surprised.

“What are you saying, silly socks? We’re all married women here.”

She took me to a luxury office building.

Inside stood a lineup of fresh-faced young men.

“All from good families,” she assured me.

“Tall, short, chubby, skinny, dark, light, tanned-you can pick whatever you like.”

She called this an investment.

A good deed. Positive energy.

We invest in these boys and help them chase their dreams. When they make it big, they’ll pay us back.

I consider myself a kind person.

So I chose ten of them.

“I’ll sponsor them until they’re twenty-five.”

“Because after twenty-five, a man is basically sixty-five.”

Mrs. Li gave a mysterious smile.

“Perfect, perfect. Here, men are like hand-pulled noodles-there’s always another batch.”

“One crop after another.”

Men stay boys forever.

So why can’t I always pick young men?

Mrs. Li was a little too passionate.

So I invested another fifty million to become a shareholder.

From now on, I’m someone with status.

My name is Xie Lan, Superstar Producer.