Conquering System: Harem With Infinite Rebirths - Chapter 65

Chapter 65: Pride Chapter 65: Pride Wanda supported Hana, touched Hana’s belly, and said with a smile, “Hana, did the baby kick your belly?

It seems that you’ve grown a lot after two months!

If I remember correctly, it’s the fourth month already?

I am so envious!

You will be a mother soon!” “You should ask your husband to replace your POLO.

Not only is it small in space, but it also lacks power and doesn’t look good at all!

It’s simply not worthy of a beauty like you.” Jiam glanced proudly at Harry, who was waiting beside him with the car door closed, and said with deliberate sarcasm.

He wasn’t referring to any car at all-Jiam was targeting Harry.

Harry naturally understood the implicit meaning of those words; it meant that he was not worthy of Wanda.

“A car is just a means of transportation.

It merely needs to drive and protect us from wind and rain.

Besides, I’m used to my little POLO and find it quite comfortable to drive,” Wanda replied casually, not taking Jiam’s words too seriously.

Harry looked at Hana with a proud expression and at Jiam with a smug glance, then he turned to his wife Wanda and felt even more moved.

Perhaps this was what attracted Harry most about Wanda.

He was neither vain nor ostentatious; he treated life lightly and had few desires, which lent him an air of elegant freedom and otherworldly lightness.

In this impetuous and vain world, Wanda was like a beautiful, ethereal fairy.

With a wife like her, what more could a husband ask for?

“Yes, a car is like shoes and clothes-the more expensive it is, the better it is.

I just feel comfortable driving it, and it suits me.

That’s enough.

After all, a car is merely a means of transportation.

Of course, if you have money to buy a luxury car, that’s also good.

Wanda, if you like it, I will buy one for you.” Harry walked around the car with a smile, then approached Hana and Jiam and said, “Harry, stop pretending to be a hero in front of us.

Don’t we know your situation?

Do you know how much this car costs?

The bare car price alone is more than 70,000 dollars!

Do you think this is your Toyota?

You can buy one whenever you want!

This car is not something that ordinary working-class people can afford!” Jiam seized the opportunity to teach Harry a lesson.

His words and actions conveyed his superiority and contempt for Harry, and he felt quite comfortable flaunting his status in front of his wife and her beautiful best friend.

“No, no, this car is too big-I’m not used to driving it.

If I were asked to park it in a tight space, I probably wouldn’t be able to fit!” Wanda remarked seriously as she looked at the car.

“I’d rather drive my POLO-it’s fine.” Hana thought that Wanda was merely trying to save face for Harry, as if to say that Harry could indeed afford a car but simply didn’t want to buy one.

Hana then began to pull Wanda aside, talking endlessly about women’s boxing.

“Wanda, you’re so silly.

Don’t always be so honest and kind, and don’t always think about others.

Men, sometimes, need a bit of pressure to stay motivated!

The reason why Harry has become like this is because you spoiled him!

The less you know how to ask for things from men, the less valuable you become in their eyes.

On the contrary, the more you let a man pay for you, the more he will cherish you!

You’re hurting him by being so accommodating-and you’re hurting yourself!” “Okay, stop standing here and talking.

Let’s go to the hot pot restaurant, order some food, and then talk while we eat.” Wanda interjected.

Harry paid no mind to Jiam’s blatant sarcasm and simply changed the subject.

Harry had seen many people like Jiam and Hana in his life.

In today’s world, if you have no money, no house, and no luxury car, people will look down on you no matter how much you talk.

But once you possess money, a house, and a luxury car, those same people will immediately change their attitude, turn around, and try to please you-as if you were a close brother or sister.

Harry, therefore, was too lazy to explain himself; he simply let them flaunt their superiority during the meeting.

‘Next time we meet, I’ll repay what I owe you this time!’ After the four of them sat down, before the waiter served the dishes, Jiam began to flaunt his superiority in front of Harry once more, “Harry, are you still writing some crappy online novel?

Wanda is such a good wife-I advise you to cherish her and stop wasting time on that fake network.

Find a good job as soon as possible.

If you work hard, maybe you can become a team leader or something.

An income of six or seven thousand dollars a month isn’t bad, and it’s better than giving up on yourself like you are now.” For regular employees in public institutions-aside from civil servants or those in established government roles-all other jobs were considered low-level with little status.

And those miscellaneous online endeavors were seen as the lowest of the low.

For such people, not doing your job properly was one thing-but it could also be regarded as a form of contempt and arrogance from government workers toward freelancers.

Consequently, Harry’s work writing online articles had always been the target of Jiam and Hana’s ridicule.

Almost every time they met, the couple would take a few jabs at him.

“Oh, I’m still writing.

It’s pretty good now.

The royalties I earn are a little more than my salary, so I can barely make ends meet,” Harry said casually as he called the waiter to take their order.

Since they were there for dinner, he added, “Let’s eat well.” Harry was too lazy to waste time chatting with people like Jiam.

Now, he just wanted to enjoy a good barbecue.

Harry had been almost completely drained by Sally this afternoon.

Now, he simply wanted a hearty dish to replenish his energy before returning home to have sex with Wanda in the evening-and perhaps even teach Wanda some new skills in bed.

Jiam sneered in disbelief, “Oh?

Haha…

you are indeed a novelist.

You really are good at bragging.

You can earn a salary just by writing online?

Do you think that nowadays people only earn two or three thousand dollars a month?

Look at me-without counting benefits, my monthly salary is fifteen thousand.

Do you have that kind of salary?” Harry scratched his head, embarrassed.

“Ah?

Your monthly salary is fifteen thousand, so I was wrong.” In truth, Harry really wanted to admit that he was mistaken-he had earned two million dollars this month, and saying his earnings were just a little more than others’ was indeed too modest.

However, that money had been earned through sleeping with women and training his wife, so Harry felt there was nothing worth bragging about.

It was truly boring to chat with a vain man like Jiam.

Harry thought it best to shift the topic to Hana as soon as possible-to sow discord between the couple and lay a solid foundation for his next step in conquering Hana.

“Eh?

Wanda, isn’t that your Cartier watch?

Wow!

This is my favorite model-the Blue Balloon!

Is it genuine or a fake?

When did you become so extravagant?

You actually bought such an expensive watch!” At that moment, Hana happened to notice the Cartier watch on Wanda’s hand.

With surprise, she grabbed Wanda’s wrist and looked at it enviously.

Wanda protested, “How could I possibly give it away!

It’s Harry’s-he actually bought it for me secretly.

I feel so sad!” Obediently, Wanda removed the Cartier watch from her wrist and handed it to Hana.

“Did little Harry buy it?

Then it must be an A-grade watch.

Hana, if you like it, I can buy one for you.

I saw a friend selling one on WhatsApp before-one with diamonds costs only five to six hundred dollars,” Jiam remarked with disdain, already determined in his heart that it was merely an A-grade watch.

“This is an authentic product!” Hana examined the watch carefully for a while before looking up at Wanda and Harry in surprise.

“Wanda, your husband is really willing to spend money on you!

He is willing to buy a watch worth more than 12,000 dollars!” Hana, an avid watch collector obsessed with luxury goods-especially Cartier-quickly recognized that the watch was definitely authentic.

Several of her colleagues at the hospital had also purchased both genuine and counterfeit models of the same watch, and Hana knew that the most obvious difference between a genuine Cartier and an A-grade imitation was that the needle axis on an imitation was relatively rough, while the genuine watch’s axis circumference was delicate, uniform, and polished smoothly.

The one on Wanda’s wrist was exquisitely made-even the font on the back of the dial was finely polished.

Imitation watches simply couldn’t reach that level.

“You’re crazy!

Spending more than 12,000 dollars on a watch?

With that money, wouldn’t it be better to save up and buy a nice car?” Jiam, standing by, saw the envy and jealousy on his wife’s face and immediately sneered in dissatisfaction.

The opportunity had come.

Noticing the displeasure in Hana’s eyes, Harry’s lips curled into a slight smile as he interjected, “Jiam, what you said is wrong.

Everyone pursues different things.

You like cars, but you can’t force others to like cars too, right?

The value of an item doesn’t lie in what you think-it lies in what your wife thinks.

My Wanda likes watches, so I buy her a watch.

If she likes cars, I’ll work hard to earn enough to buy her one.

As long as my Wanda likes it, it’s right and valuable.” CHECK NEW BOOK The Slave Of Lusty Succubus Academy