10: But she's really too generous!

Seeing him speechless for a long time, his face alternating between red and pale, Zhou Lin raised an eyebrow.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't like the money? Or do you feel restricted?"

Her tone already held a clear hint of displeasure.

"Or... are you simply unwilling to serve me?"

That accusation was a bit too heavy!

Lin Chao absolutely could not afford to offend this 'Goddess of Wealth' in front of him!

He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and quickly forced a smile, explaining, "Sister Lin, you've misunderstood, there's absolutely no such thing!"

He composed himself, looked at Zhou Lin, and spoke with unprecedented seriousness.

"I genuinely feel that this current job suits me very well, and I enjoy doing it, so I temporarily have no plans to change."

"If Sister Lin doesn't mind, if you feel unwell anywhere in the future, you can book me by the session."

"I guarantee to be on call and charge by the session."

At this point, he paused, meeting Zhou Lin's scrutinizing gaze, and added, word by word, unequivocally.

"However, I do not provide any special services."

Lin Chao looked at Zhou Lin's face, which had subtly changed with surprise, and added another sentence.

"Sister Lin, to be honest with you, I have some principles in this regard."

"No matter who it is, I have never offered any 'special services'."

"To this day, the only woman I've ever touched in my life is my ex-girlfriend, whom I just broke up with."

Zhou Lin was completely stunned.

She looked at Lin Chao's young, flushed, yet stubborn face, and for a moment, she couldn't speak.

Especially his eyes.

As clear as a mountain stream, without a trace of impurity.

There was no desire, no greed, only an upright persistence.

She suddenly felt her cheeks burning.

It was shame.

Yes, how old was she? This young man in front of her was not much different in age from her own son.

What was she thinking just now? What was she saying?

It was simply... disrespectful of her age!

Looking at him again, clearly dirt poor, driving a broken jetta, yet he could refuse the temptation of two hundred thousand a month, plus endless "tips."

Not bowing for five pecks of rice.

In this era, are there still such people?

Something in the depths of Zhou Lin's heart quietly changed.

That purely hormone-driven, condescending desire from before instantly vanished.

It was replaced by a kind of heartfelt... admiration.

Even a hint of respect.

This young man is interesting.

Very interesting!

Thinking of this, the expression on Zhou Lin's face softened, and her tone became much gentler.

"Okay, okay, I was presumptuous, little brother."

She waved her hand at Lin Chao, signaling him to relax.

"Then... if we don't talk about all that messy stuff."

"Just pure massage and physiotherapy services, is that okay?"

"This old body of mine really needs someone to take care of it."

Seeing her change in attitude, Lin Chao also breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed this big client was secured.

His mind raced.

Xie Mengya had promised him one million to sabotage her husband's business, but that money hadn't arrived yet.

Lan Yanran's situation was urgent; her dysmenorrhea was agonizing, so any amount given for that life-saving money wasn't excessive.

But Zhou Lin's situation was different.

Hers was purely health maintenance, a nice-to-have, not urgent.

The price... had to be just right.

Too high, and he'd seem greedy, making his earlier words about being a gentleman a joke.

Too low, and it would be an injustice to his inherited skill.

Got it!

Lin Chao looked up, a perfectly balanced professional smile on his face.

"Of course, Sister Lin."

"Since you trust me, we'll charge by the session."

"Twenty thousand for one session of physiotherapy."

"As long as you need me, just give me a call, and I guarantee to arrive within an hour anywhere in Linhai City."

After speaking, he seemed to recall something and added, half-jokingly.

"Of course, comparatively speaking, our massage chairs are much more cost-effective."

Zhou Lin was amused by his little bit of self-promotion, and the last shred of awkwardness in her heart completely dissipated.

"You rascal, you can't go three sentences without talking about your business!"

She shook her head with a smile.

"I tried the massage chair when it was delivered yesterday, and it's indeed good, much better than the ones I bought before."

"But..."

Zhou Lin changed the subject, looking at him with approval in her eyes.

"Compared to your hands, the difference is just too great."

She took out her phone, decisively saying, "I'll do as you say!"

"Give me your WeChat ID, I'll transfer the money for ten sessions first, and I'll let you know each time I use one."

Two hundred thousand, just like that?!

Lin Chao's heart, uncooperatively, pounded twice.

He suppressed his excitement, took out his phone, and added Zhou Lin's WeChat.

Soon, the transfer notification sound rang.

Looking at the long string of zeros on his phone screen, Lin Chao bowed solemnly to Zhou Lin.

"Thank you, Sister Lin! Don't worry, it will definitely be worth every penny!"

Zhou Lin looked at his sincere yet slightly money-loving adorable expression, and she felt even more how vulgar and ridiculous her previous thoughts had been.

She looked at Lin Chao, and the more she looked, the more pleasing he became.

This child has principles, ability, and is neither humble nor arrogant.

She ought to help him.

Zhou Lin instantly made a decision in her heart.

"Little Lin."

"Yes? Sister Lin, please speak."

"I'll order thirty more massage chairs!"

Lin Chao: "???"

He suspected he had misheard.

Zhou Lin repeated it, her tone as calm as if she were saying, "Give me thirty tea eggs."

"I said, I'll buy thirty more units, the same model you sold us at Phantom Dream, at the internal price of fifty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight."

Lin Chao: "!!!"

Boom!

His mind went blank!

Thirty units?!

Lin Chao looked at the nonchalant woman in front of him, with only one thought in his mind.

Although Sister Lin initially wanted to treat him like a gigolo... she was truly... truly... too generous!

In an instant, Lin Chao's face immediately showed incredibly complex yet incredibly genuine emotions.

Shock, excitement, disbelief, all eventually transformed into overwhelming gratitude.

His eyes were red, his lips trembling, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"Sister... Sister Lin... you... you..."