After changing his clothes, Wen Xiangyang looked at himself in the mirror, turning around to see. Well, he did have some sort of urban white-collar vibe going on.
He agreed to this for Xiao Xin's sake, to help her out.
And well, going to work might actually keep him busy enough to forget about everything else.
He could also work part-time at his job.
Half a month earlier, when he was still with Mu Lingqian, he transferred three hundred thousand to Shaojie, that was all his money, which should allow Shaojie to hold on for more than a month.
He thought, let's make some money this month!
But looking at himself in the mirror, it had only been just over half a month since Xiao Lan accused him of being a mistress in front of the media, he wondered if anyone would recognize him.
Wen Xiangyang sighed, even if people were to berate him, he deserved it.