"Can you do it?"
Liu Yang looked distrustful.
"Of course! As a woman, you can't say no!"
Xihe's answer was firm and decisive, and he added quietly at the end: "Besides, if I can't do it, I still have three brothers."
Liu Yang's eyes lit up instantly, and he clapped his hands: "Good buddy, I'm with you!" He leaned over to glance at the boy again, winked at Xihe, and said, "Don't worry, I'll protect you."
Xihe nodded calmly, opened the book and began to read.
Liu Yang suddenly felt a toothache and quickly lay down on the table and buried his head in sleep.
During the class, the teacher was basically lecturing in the front while the students were having fun. When the get out of class was over, everyone went to the next classroom, laughing and joking. Yan Zhuang wanted to leave, but Xihe grabbed him by the back of his collar and asked, "Where are you going?"
The boy glared at her: "Go back to school, where else to go?"
Xihe would never believe him, and pulled the boy to follow the group: "It doesn't matter whether you pass or not with your grades, just go tomorrow." She didn't have much strength, but she pulled the boy so hard that he staggered and had to follow her.
Yan Zhuang is aware of his status as a gigolo, and no matter how angry he is in public, he will not directly refuse the request of his sponsor.
Just like last night, when he knelt on the ground amidst the laughter of the crowd, and said something asking her to be the host, he was not blushing or nervous at all, his face was as thick as a city wall, and his bones were as soft as if he had no spine.
Even other people would say "good dog" when they see it.
"What? What new tricks have you come up with?"
"I told you, you can play, but I'm going to charge you."
He gestured to Xihe, his eyebrows raised: "I won't do it without seven figures."
The crowd was crowded, and the faces of the people around were either smiling or expressionless. The boy's handsome face was so blurry that people could not see his true thoughts. Xihe's heart suddenly felt sour, and a little funny. Since he could follow her for generations, he must be a powerful person. I don't know why he always makes himself so miserable?
She raised her hand and touched the boy's head: "If you like it, I'll give it to you."
The boy's eyes widened instantly: "Really?"
But then she thought about it and felt it was impossible. Before his family went bankrupt, he couldn't even squeeze into her house. Later, when he was down and out, he saw her by chance and squeezed in front of her by being shameless. Now... these words sounded like those scumbags deceiving decent women.
No matter how you look at it, he doesn't seem sincere. He might change his mind tomorrow.
Well, actually, until yesterday, their only intimate contact was arm in arm. It was impossible for her to send him home, and even more impossible for him to come to the school to find her... Yan Zhuang was instantly alert. Could it be that this woman had already found her next gigolo and was ready to kick him out?
No, he hasn't earned enough money yet! He absolutely can't leave now!
The pretty boy Yan Zhuang immediately reached out: "I want it, give it to me now!"
Collect as much as you can, and we’ll deal with the rest later.
Xihe: ...Is this because you are obsessed with money?
He slapped his arm in annoyance and dragged him away. Yan Zhuang curled his lips when he saw this. It turned out that the richer you are, the more stingy you are. Humph!
After class, Xihe declined Liu Yang's suggestion to go drinking again in the afternoon and took Yan Zhuang to have a meal. The shopping mall was very big, and this guy had no idea what shame and politeness were. He always ordered the most expensive dishes, and after the meal, he dragged Xihe to buy clothes.
Suits, brand-name sportswear, shoes worth tens of thousands... he took them without hesitation.
"I've already bought the suit, so how can I not have leather shoes? Watch, tie... Hey, they're not made in Italy? Forget it, I'll change another one." He was picky, like a nouveau riche.
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