The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man novel Chapter 515

Chapter 515: Chapter 511: System, Suck His Luck

Xu Wenwan found it strange, but she walked over anyway.

"Mr. Jiu, you were looking for me."

Mr. Jiu’s lecherous eyes were fixed on Xu Wenwan. While his gaze last time had been somewhat subtle, this time it was completely brazen.

Xu Wenwan frowned and shot to her feet. "Mr. Jiu, what is the meaning of this?"

Mr. Jiu just smiled without saying a word.

Liu Zi had come back and told him what the investigation had turned up.

Xu Wenwan was married to a sent-down youth. These youths were all alone here, with no power or influence. He didn’t need to pay her husband any mind at all.

Besides, he’d had his eye on Xu Wenwan for a while. It was her own fault for looking like such a seductive vixen.

However, Mr. Jiu didn’t make his move directly. He knew just how to break down a person’s defenses.

"Wen Wan, I called you here about the facial soap. The bars you made are selling very well."

A flash of delight appeared on Xu Wenwan’s face.

Then, Mr. Jiu’s tone shifted.

"But did you know that people have been having allergic reactions to your soap? Quite a few of them have come looking for trouble. Look at my face—it got beaten up and still hasn’t healed."

Mr. Jiu showed Xu Wenwan the scratches on his face.

They were all from Zhu Wanqi.

She had scratched him hard. It had been several days, but the marks still looked rather gruesome.

Xu Wenwan had noticed the scratches on Old Nine’s face the moment she walked in. She’d been curious about them, but now, hearing they were from the troublemakers, she was shocked and felt a pang of guilt.

’In her previous life, she’d seen plenty of people have allergic reactions from bad skincare products. But the soap she made used all-natural ingredients. How could it possibly cause an allergic reaction!’

Xu Wenwan was startled at first, then furious.

’In her past life, every boyfriend she’d ever had was handsome and rich. How could she possibly be interested in an old, ugly man like Mr. Jiu?’

Just as she was about to pull her hand away, a thought struck her. ’For this Mr. Jiu to become the boss of the black market, he must be blessed with a great deal of luck.’

She immediately called out to her system.

’System, absorb his luck.’

The system, of course, didn’t hold back. This was its favorite activity. It immediately began siphoning the luck from Mr. Jiu’s body.

Mr. Jiu was not a kind man. Nor did he have the look of someone destined for great wealth, and he certainly wasn’t fated for a long life. He was a vicious man, but his destiny included a talent for ill-gotten gains—the more he schemed against others, the richer he became.

He wouldn’t go on to build a massive business and take it public, no, but he could certainly open a small factory and make a few million, no problem.

It wasn’t a huge amount of luck, but it was better than nothing.