How A Ride-Hailing Driver Comes To Dominate The World? [EN]: Chapter 56

Li Ya’s fall sent a ripple of shock through the store.

Everyone knew she was pregnant, and a fall like that could be devastating.

Zhou Jun rushed to her side, lifting her gently. “Xiao Ya, are you alright? Tell me what hurts.”

Li Ya could only clutch her stomach, the pain stealing her voice.

Wang Jiayi, her face etched with concern, urged, “Don’t just stand there! Someone get her to a hospital, quickly!”

Zhou Jun shot Wang Jiayi a fleeting glance before scooping Li Ya into his arms and sprinting out of the store.

Ordinarily, Li Ya’s fall would have elicited sympathy.

But among her former colleagues, a different sentiment prevailed. Whispers, laced with bitterness, began to circulate.

“Karma’s a bitch, isn’t it? Finally caught up with her.”

“Using her body to climb the ladder, then shamelessly harassing Jiayi? She had it coming!”

“Exactly! Evil deeds always get punished eventually. It’s just a matter of time. And when that time comes, nothing can stop it.”

“Do you think Zhou Jun will stick around if she loses the baby?”

“No way! Didn’t you see how fed up he already is? Without the kid, he’ll dump her faster than you can blink.”

…

Such gossiping was hardly appropriate, especially with customers browsing nearby.

The store manager, ever mindful of appearances, quickly intervened. “Are you all bored? If you’ve got time to gossip, go sort the merchandise or try to snag some customers outside. Enough chatter!”

The employees exchanged sheepish glances and scurried back to their duties.

The store manager then turned to Yang Chen, a professional smile plastered on her face. “Sir, are you still looking to make a purchase?”

Yang Chen nodded. “Yes, I am. I’d like Miss Wang to assist me again. I need a more formal suit. Can’t go everywhere dressed so casually, you know?”

The store manager’s smile widened. She nodded encouragingly at Wang Jiayi. “Jiayi, take good care of this gentleman. Make sure he finds something he loves. Understood?”

While others might have missed the subtext, Wang Jiayi understood perfectly. With Zhou Jun and Li Ya gone, Yang Chen was their only hope for a sale. The manager was counting on her to close the deal.

Wang Jiayi nodded and led Yang Chen back up to the second floor.

Xu Xiaowan made to follow, but Fang Huihui stopped her.

“Come on, keep me company while I look for something. Let him browse in peace,” Fang Huihui said, subtly steering her cousin away.

Xu Xiaowan glanced back at the second floor, then reluctantly followed her cousin.

That left Yang Chen and Wang Jiayi alone once more.

Wang Jiayi, ever compassionate, couldn’t help but voice her concern. “Do you think Li Ya will be alright? What if she loses the baby? That’s all she has going for her. She’ll be devastated.”

“She gives you grief every chance she gets, and you’re still worried about her?” Yang Chen asked, a hint of surprise in his voice.

“I know, I know… But we used to be friends. She only acts out because she’s jealous. There’s no real hatred between us. If she could be happy, I’d genuinely wish her well. But now…” Wang Jiayi trailed off, her voice heavy with sadness.

“What will be will be. Everyone has their own path. Maybe this is hers, and there’s nothing anyone can do to change it. Now, enough moping. Let’s find you a suit,” Yang Chen said, gently steering the conversation back to the task at hand.

Wang Jiayi nodded, forcing a smile. “What’s your budget?”

“Oh, just enough to get you a 3,000 yuan [approximately $420 USD] commission,” Yang Chen replied with a playful grin.

Wang Jiayi blushed slightly, feigning ignorance. “Why exactly 3,000 yuan?”

“Didn’t you lend me 3,000 yuan last time, promising to ‘patronize’ my business when you got paid? Well, now I’m returning the favor. So, when you get your salary, you better come and ‘patronize’ me,” Yang Chen teased.

Wang Jiayi’s cheeks flushed crimson. She playfully punched Yang Chen’s arm, then turned and hurried to select a suit, which she presented to him with a flourish.

Yang Chen glanced at the price tag: 39,800 yuan [approximately $5,600 USD].

“Wow,” he exclaimed. “This is the most expensive suit I’ve ever worn in my life.”

“But if it gets you a 3,000 yuan commission, it’s worth it, right?”

Yang Chen disappeared into the fitting room. When he emerged, he struck a pose for Wang Jiayi’s assessment.

Wang Jiayi frowned, circling him thoughtfully. “It’s a little too slim.”

“Can you get it tailored here?” Yang Chen asked.

Wang Jiayi nodded. “Yes, we can! But tailoring is extra, and it takes time – maybe two weeks, even a month. We work with international designers who handcraft the alterations and ship them back. Then we’ll let you know when it’s ready for pickup.”

Yang Chen nodded. “No problem! A custom fit is worth the wait. I want it perfect – not too baggy, not too tight. In that case, let’s do the whole ensemble, from the inside out, top to bottom.”

“Ah? You want tailored underwear too?” Wang Jiayi asked, her eyes widening in surprise.

Yang Chen nodded, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Absolutely! Why not? It’ll boost your commission even more, right? Let’s do it all.”

Wang Jiayi beamed. “Okay! Then I’ll need to take your measurements.”

She scurried off to find paper, pen, and a measuring tape.

Yang Chen spread his arms, ready for the process.

As Wang Jiayi reached around him to measure his waist, her fingers brushed against firm, sculpted muscles.

Hmm?

Something felt different.

He wasn’t this strong that night, was he?

Ah?

Could it be that she had slept with the wrong person that night?

The more Wang Jiayi pondered, the more flustered she became. Her hands began to tremble.

If she had made such a mistake, how could she ever face herself?

That night, before the system’s intervention, Yang Chen had been an ordinary man. His body hadn’t possessed this newfound strength.

Now, transformed by the system, his physique had reached peak human condition. His muscles were undeniably firm, leading to Wang Jiayi’s confusion.

Yang Chen noticed her distress and asked quickly, “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell again?”

Wang Jiayi swallowed hard and shook her head. “No, no… Have you been working out lately?”

Yang Chen suddenly understood the source of her unease and quickly played along. “Yes! I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to satisfy you, and you wouldn’t ‘patronize’ me again. So, I hit the gym. What do you think? Am I strong enough now? I’m not bragging, but I guarantee you’ll get 30,000 yuan worth of service for your 3,000 yuan investment.”

Wang Jiayi rolled her eyes. “You pervert! Who cares how strong you are?”

As she spoke, she playfully rubbed his chest a few times, even making a small sound of approval.

She might deny it, but her body told a different story.

Hehe…

Women.

Soon, Wang Jiayi finished taking Yang Chen’s measurements.

Afterward, the two descended the stairs, their laughter echoing through the store.

Fang Huihui, her eyes sharp and observant, watched them closely. “I knew it! There’s definitely something going on between them. You scumbag! I wanted to set you up with my cousin, but it seems impossible now. My cousin is too pure and kind. If she gets involved with you, she’ll only get hurt. No, I have to sabotage this relationship and make her stop liking you.”