Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Chu Mo, who had stopped walking, glanced at the books in his hand, then at the two dreamy beauties beside him. Eventually, with a deep breath, he said with an indifferent voice:

"That's enough book browsing for today, I'll take you two to a place."

As his words fell, with the two women behind him showing complex expressions, Chu Mo strolled towards the cashier.

At the cash register, the cashier, probably a summer temp around eighteen or nineteen, with a youthful air about her, widened her eyes staring straight at the two dreamy women beside Chu Mo, her eyes filled with shock.

Gently tapping the cash register in front of him and seeing that the cashier had yet to snap out of it, Chu Mo had to speak out and remind her:

"Miss, could you please ring up my purchases."

"Ah... oh, of course, sir, just a moment."

The wide-eyed girl hastily processed the two books, and as the trio was about to leave, the courageous cashier suddenly said:

"Are you... are you celebrities? Could you give me an autograph?"

Chu Mo, without stopping, only briefly glanced at the girl at the cash register, suddenly feeling like he might understand the meaning behind the words of the girl in the pleated skirt.

Exiting the bookstore and casually scanning the surroundings, it only took a moment for two tall bodyguards in black suits to quickly approach him.

"Mr. Chu, do you need anything?"

Fang Lihu, resembling a humanoid tank as he bowed, immediately attracted many gazes from nearby pedestrians.

And when many saw the two peerless women behind Chu Mo, envy and jealousy filled their eyes.

"Bring the car around, let's go take a look at the Ferrari dealership."

"Right away, Mr. Chu, please wait a moment."

At the word, the tall man immediately turned around to arrange the vehicle, while Chu Mo beckoned the two girls by his side, took their handbags, and casually handed them to one of the tall bodyguards.

After the bodyguard took them, Chu Mo casually said:

"When we get back, deliver these books to my bedroom."

"Understood, Mr. Chu."

The burly young man, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, nodded immediately.

They didn't have to wait long before a Rolls-Royce Phantom and a Bentley slowly drove toward the front of the bookstore.

When the bodyguard opened the door for him, Chu Mo directly climbed into the back seat of the Rolls-Royce.

Just as Chu Mo settled into the car, a whiff of fragrance wafted through. Following that, the peerless woman in the black pleated skirt had already climbed into the vehicle. As soon as Liang Bing was seated, the other car door was also opened, and Yuanyuan likewise took her seat beside him.

The sound of the car doors closing reached them, and the many pairs of eyes that had lingered at the bookstore entrance were now barred from the interior by the closure of the vehicle. Once Chu Mo gave the order, the Rolls-Royce slowly started moving, and the two luxury cars worth millions of dollars smoothly merged into traffic.

Only then, at the bookstore entrance, did the dozens of pedestrians, previously stopped in their tracks by the extraordinary beauty of the two women, slowly start to disperse.

Despite the spaciousness of the Rolls-Royce's rear seats, seating three people inevitably felt a bit cramped.

In the confined space, two different gentle fragrances continuously wafted to his nostrils. Liang Bing, in the pleated skirt, emitted a faint scent of jasmine flowers.

Yuanyuan discharged a subtle and lightly mint-scented fragrance.

The perfumes from the two women were not overpowering, simply teasing the senses, almost elusive.

Chu Mo once again looked at his wristwatch. It was five-thirty.

The roads were beginning to congest, and he feared by the time he reached the Ferrari dealership, it might be closed, so he instructed Fang Lihu in the front seat:

"Call Zhan Bingxue, tell her to get in touch with the Ferrari dealership, and say I'll be swinging by for an inspection, ask them to close up shop later."

Fang Lihu in the front passenger seat immediately responded.

At that moment, Chu Mo distinctly felt Liang Bing next to him shifting in her seat.

Her pleated skirt was very short to begin with, barely reaching her knees, and when she sat down, the hem naturally rode up, revealing more than a third of her exquisitely long, snowy thighs.

She did not act coyly by covering up with her hands. Instead, she naturally asked in a low voice:

"Mr. Chu, are you going to inspect the Ferrari dealership? Yuanyuan and I wouldn't disturb your important business, would we?"

Chu Mo, with a slight smile tugging at his lips, waved his hand nonchalantly and said: Explore more at empire

"It's not a problem. I am just having a casual look. I just got a new Ferrari Sergio not long ago, tried it out last night for the first time. It felt more comfortable performance-wise compared to the Aston Martin and the Bugatti Veyron I had before. It's pretty stylish for girls to drive too. By the way, do you two have driver's licenses?"

As Chu Mo finished speaking, Yuanyuan immediately replied:

"I got my license during my sophomore summer vacation. I've been using my dad's Audi to practice, and now driving on the road is no problem for me."

Liang Bing was somewhat silent this time, merely saying softly:

"I got my license three years ago."

Sitting between the two women, Chu Mo nodded thoughtfully:

"That's good."

Seeing that Chu Mo wasn't speaking further, both women chose to remain silent.

The peak of rush hour was gradually arriving, and the roads became increasingly congested. Fortunately, traffic kept moving, albeit with frequent stops. The normally forty-minute journey took nearly one and a half hours to complete.