2: Chapter 2 Cohabitation Agreement! This deal was a huge profit!

Security in the wealthy neighborhood was strict; taxis were not allowed in.

Lin Chen had to get out at the main gate and walk in himself.

The sky was completely dark, and the night breeze felt very refreshing against him.

As expected of a prime location, there wasn't even a speck of dust in the air.

With his backpack on, Lin Chen walked along the road at a leisurely pace.

He was about to meet his five "freebie" superstar wives, but he felt surprisingly calm.

He had already experienced the absurdity of transmigration, so what else could possibly be a big deal?

This was a parallel world; the general history was similar, but the details had changed.

For instance, the law allowed men to marry multiple wives; for instance, the hit movies and songs from Earth didn't exist here; for another instance, China had long become the world's largest economy, stepping directly on the US.

These things didn't matter to Lin Chen.

After all, he was a man who had already died once, so his mindset was very stable.

In his past life, Lin Chen had lived a miserable life.

Although he was the first college student in his village to get into a prestigious university and had built a large fortune from scratch.

But while lying on his deathbed waiting to die, he felt he was a pure loser.

He had spent most of his life chasing money, not even returning to see his parents when they passed away.

He had long lost contact with relatives and friends, and flipping through his phone, there were only cold business partners.

Reflecting on it before dying, he really felt he had lived his life in vain.

He had thrown away too much just to make money and climb the ladder.

He had only focused on working hard along the way, without even a single scenery worth reminiscing about.

When he breathed his last, Lin Chen's stomach was full of regret.

On his deathbed, he had fantasized about how great it would be if God gave him another chance.

Unexpectedly, the moment he opened his eyes, he had truly transmigrated.

Lin Chen took this as a gift from Heaven.

In this life, he decided to live well and let go to enjoy the women and life around him.

Villa No. 6.

Lin Chen reached out and pressed the doorbell.

The door opened halfway, and Yang Mi stood behind it.

As their eyes met, she squeezed out a polite smile and turned sideways to let Lin Chen inside.

On the long sofa in the first-floor living room sat four other stunning beauties.

Lin Chen walked over and sat down brazenly on the single chair opposite them.

The five women lined up, and the atmosphere felt like a trial.

Lin Chen wasn't panicked at all; he found it quite amusing.

He raised his eyelids and scanned the five great beauties back and forth.

Whether it was the original host's memory acting up or something else, he felt these five women were even more alluring and vibrant than they were on TV in his previous life.

Every single one of them had skin so fair and tender it seemed like it could drip water, and their figures were more curvaceous and seductive than the last.

Tong Liya was wearing a deep V-neck nightgown that opened down to her navel, exposing her snowy-white cleavage to the air.

You could even clearly see the edges of her plump hemispheres.

Dilraba Dilmurat was wearing a pair of tight, ultra-short shorts, her plump, rounded thighs crossed, and the soft flesh of her peach-like buttocks squeezed out from the edges of the shorts.

Guli Nazha was even more exaggerated; she was only wearing a men's white shirt, with nothing on her lower body.

Her fair, tender feet rested on the edge of the coffee table, and as she twisted her waist, a hint of alluring black fabric could be vaguely seen under the hem of the shirt.

Liu Shishi was wearing a tight skirt, and due to her sitting posture, the hem had retracted to the base of her thighs, outlining her plump and alluring curves.

"Ahem!"

The room was quiet for a while, and the five women exchanged glances.

Yang Mi pinched her fair, pink fist against her mouth and broke the deadlock: "Lin Chen, we need to talk."

Lin Chen nodded: "Go ahead."

Yang Mi changed her posture, crossing her legs, and the scenery deep under her skirt was almost fully exposed: "Yesterday was purely a misunderstanding. We were drunk, and it was a heat-of-the-moment decision to take you to get the marriage certificate."

"There are no feelings between us, and we didn't know each other before. So... we must get a divorce after one year."

Lin Chen continued to nod: "Fine."

Yang Mi's rosy little mouth opened slightly, and she was stunned.

The other four women were also dumbfounded.

They had discussed it all afternoon, thinking that a poor kid like Lin Chen would pester them and take the opportunity to make a bunch of excessive demands.

Who would have expected him to agree without even stuttering.

This actually made the five superstars feel a bit suspicious, harboring a faint sense of loss, and they even started to wonder if their bodies weren't seductive enough or didn't have any attraction to him.

"Uh... since you agreed, that's settled. Also, we have another requirement. During this year, you must absolutely not go out and talk nonsense, much less cause trouble. It's best if you stay under our noses."

Yang Mi waved her fair, delicate little hand as she spoke: "It's not that we're guarding against you like a thief, it's mainly because we are too famous. The paparazzi and reporters are all watching from the shadows, and they will definitely try every way to get information out of you."

Lin Chen frowned.

Divorce was fine, but not allowed to leave their sight? Was this restricting his personal freedom?

"Don't worry, we will definitely give you enough compensation."

Liu Shishi leaned forward, her neckline instantly drooping, and a large expanse of snowy-white soft flesh swayed directly into Lin Chen's field of vision: "We'll pay you one hundred thousand in pocket money every month, and after the divorce, we'll give you five million in one lump sum."

Lin Chen smiled and nodded readily.

As long as there was money, things were easy to handle.

He decided not to be a slave to money anymore, but that didn't mean he couldn't take it.

Money was a good thing, and the more the better.

He would need money to marry a pretty wife and have chubby kids in the future.

As long as he didn't risk his life for money, it was fine.

He could just treat it as working for these five delicate and soft superstars.

Making 6.2 million easily in a year, this job was simply wonderful.

Seeing Lin Chen agree, the women pulled out a printed cohabitation agreement from under the coffee table.

The clauses were all supplements to what they had just said.

The core was providing living expenses and the requirement to divorce after one year.

Yang Mi bent down and pushed the two sheets of paper to Lin Chen's side.

Lin Chen took a quick look, picked up a pen, and signed his name decisively.

Six copies in total, one for each person.

Seeing him sign it with a flourish, a weight was finally lifted from the hearts of the five stunning beauties.

Earlier, they were afraid that Lin Chen would be shameless and uncooperative, taking the opportunity to make lewd demands like sleeping with them.

They hadn't expected him to be so easy to talk to.

While feeling relieved, their impression of this "cheap" husband also improved slightly.

"From now on, you will live on the first floor."

Yang Mi tossed her wavy hair, her fair and alluring collarbone fully exposed, "At least for this year, we are practically family. I hope we get along well."

Lin Chen nodded: "Sure, the basement I rented is just about to expire, and I was worrying about where to move."

Yang Mi twisted her slender, snake-like waist and led Lin Chen to a guest room in the corner of the first floor.

From behind, her round, perky buttocks swayed left and right under her silk nightgown, looking incredibly sexy.