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Chapter 129 - Chapter 129: Is Love Just a Human Illusion?

She just became rational.

Zhang Wenliang was also curious. Could Wen Ying really introduce a boyfriend to someone else?

Aunt Zhang said that ever since Wen Ying inherited Grandma Wen's clinic, she practically never stepped out of the house and had no other social interactions.

Where did she get such a high-quality man?

Is there really no suitable person on that street?

The closer I got to Sister Wen Ying, the more mysterious she seemed.

Zhang Wenliang had already been gradually overtaken by the curiosity in his heart

Wen Ying smiled and took out a yellow piece of paper from her small wallet. Both Zhang Wenliang and the female sales assistant looked over curiously.

The yellow paper wasn't large, and on it was drawn... a peach blossom?

One flower, two flowers, three flowers?

Three peach blossoms stacked together.

This was the Peach Blossom Skill that Wen Ying won in a lottery, transformed by the system using reputation points into a talisman that could be used.

"The peach blossom charm, wear it close to you, and in a month you will meet your destined true love."

Zhang Wenliang looked at Wen Ying in confusion, "Sister Wen Ying, is this a talisman paper? Does the peach blossom talisman really work? Shouldn't the peach blossom talisman bring a lot of romantic encounters after wearing it, including countless bad ones and possibly some good ones?"

Wen Ying looked at Zhang Wenliang curiously, "Did you see that in the book 'The President's Substitute'?"

Zhang Wenliang blushed and nodded, indeed.

"After the CEO's first love returned, she left on her own, without asking for any compensation from the domineering president, leaving with nothing. However, she had a childhood friend who liked her very much and somehow got hold of this peach blossom charm for her to wear, which resulted in her encountering a lot of bad romances."

"You finished reading it in such a short time?"

"Sister Wen Ying, I can actually read ten lines at a glance."

Using his speed-reading skills on this, Zhang Wenliang felt a bit embarrassed. He, a distinguished genius from Tsinghua and Peking University, was actually using his talent to read a CEO's substitute lover novel.

If this gets out, it would be a total social death!

The saleswoman didn't understand what Dr. Wen and this handsome guy were talking about—something about a domineering CEO, a stand-in for a first love, childhood sweethearts. She only understood the part about the peach blossom charm.

"Dr. Wen, this peach blossom charm must be expensive, right? I'll transfer the money to you."

"You've already paid," Wen Ying replied with a smile.

"Isn't that thousand for the medical expenses? I know your rules, Dr. Wen."

"So Wen Ying broke the rules for you?"

A genius from Qingbei should also be able to make a competent assist, right?

"Dr. Wen, let me cover this cost. I know your profession involves certain risks, and there's no need for you to take them on for my sake..."

"Then consider this peach blossom charm as a gift because I like you very much. This charm will automatically identify bad relationships and help you avoid entanglements. In a month, you will meet the person most suitable for you. If you want to pay, I won't sell it~"

The saleswoman looked at Wen Ying gratefully, carefully took the talisman paper, gently folded it, and then placed it in a small pocket close to her body.

"Dr. Wen, wait for me!"

The saleswoman suddenly ran to the back of the store. A few minutes later, she came out holding a small box and handed it directly to Wen Ying. "I don't know how to thank you, Dr. Wen. Please accept this as a token of my gratitude."

Wen Ying opened the small box in front of her, and inside was a copper coin.

Looking somewhat aged, but the words on it were not the ones that should be engraved on an ancient coin.

It actually resembled the one from Uncle Zhang's house.

"This copper coin doesn't look like an antique, does it?" Zhang Wenliang asked curiously.

"This copper coin has been passed down from my ancestors. I don't know what it's for, but it seems my ex-husband's family married me because they wanted this copper coin. I never let them know I had it. When I left, I was very glad I didn't give it to them. For some reason, I always felt this copper coin would be useful to Dr. Wen."

"Indeed, it is useful," Wen Ying said, staring at the copper coin, nodding thoughtfully.

"I'll take the coin, and consider it a favor I owe you. Here's my contact information. If you need my help with anything in the future, you can ask me once for free."

After exchanging contact information, Wen Ying learned the name of the female sales assistant, Zhang Haimei.

When Wen Ying and Zhang Wenliang left the shop, another sales assistant who had been standing a bit further away came over. "Sister Haimei, do you know them?"

Zhang Haimei had a smile on her face, "You could say we know each other, my benefactor."

The other sales assistant looked at Zhang Haimei and asked in confusion, "A distinguished guest? But I saw she only bought a qipao worth just over four hundred, she doesn't even qualify as a VIP in our store, right?"

Zhang Haimei shook her head, "Xiaoxia, you're still young and don't understand that a benefactor isn't necessarily someone who brings you money directly. In any case, she is my benefactor."

Zhang Haimei felt a deep sense of reassurance in her heart.

At her age, longing for love is perfectly normal, and hoping to meet someone to spend her life with is also perfectly normal. She is a woman with normal desires.

"Hai Mei, isn't that talisman stuff too superstitious and old-fashioned? Why did you actually pay a thousand bucks?"

"A thousand gold pieces couldn't buy my willingness. You'll understand in the future. In short, she is a master and also my benefactor. Let's take stock."

Wen Ying and Zhang Wenliang left the shop and went for coffee together.

It must be said that the development of coffee in the country has been quite impressive in recent years. The emergence of many affordable coffee options has changed people's perception of coffee, making it more than just a standard for white-collar workers.

Domestic coffee is affordable and tastes good.

Suitable for mass consumption.

Wen Ying and Zhang Wenliang chose just such a coffee shop, and two cups of coffee cost thirty yuan.

After finishing his coffee and eating a portion of fried rice cakes, Zhang Wenliang contentedly carried the only bag containing the cheongsam.

"Sister Wen Ying, do you think that woman just now can really meet her true love who is suitable and equal to her?"

"Why wouldn't it be? Do you also think that a divorced woman finds it hard to find true love?"

Zhang Wenliang immediately shook his head; he couldn't choose to make such a dangerous statement.

"It's not that, I just feel that love and such things aren't very real. Where in life is there so much fantasy? She is very outstanding, and it's true that a man's first impression of a woman is her appearance. She is also beautiful, but after all, she has been married and had children. Although I can understand, many people, when faced with such a choice, would automatically lower their estimation of her, right?"

In our school, there was actually a senior like that. She was very outstanding, even more so than me. But in the year she graduated, it was rumored that she was involved with an... older man, who had a wife and children, and she was pregnant with his child.

None of us understood. She clearly had the talent and drive to secure a job with a million-dollar annual salary, so why did she choose this path? In the end, she didn't marry that old man, and the child she bore was taken away. Not only did she lose her job, but her reputation was also ruined.

Later on, I heard people say that when others introduced her to potential partners, they were all divorced men in their thirties or forties, yet she was clearly only in her twenties!

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