"Selling it at such a low price, how long will it take to make a profit?"
"I'd be perfectly content with a monthly income of over ten thousand, young master," Gu Han explained.
"You didn't tip?"
Everything in the supermarket was on sale today, and with students on holiday, it was packed with people. The two of them were quickly pushed to the snack aisle while they were talking. Gu Han was worried that the young master would get hurt, so he pulled him to a corner and stood in front of him to prevent Nan Yu from being bumped.
"Don't give money indiscriminately in small towns. They're all ordinary people. Giving too much will attract attention. If you don't want to go home early, it's best not to give tips. Also, don't buy everything to give away."
Gu Han explained the seriousness of the situation to him.
When people are crowding you, you have to move your body forward to avoid bumping into them.
Originally, they were just standing protectively in front of the young master, but as they moved closer and closer, it became difficult to stand, so they quickly pulled the person away.
As Dengxin listened to the loudspeaker's repeated announcements, he pouted. He felt like a complete idiot. He had wanted to help the other person, but the aunt hadn't kept her word, which had left him feeling disheartened.
He followed Gu Han listlessly.
They went to a different supermarket and bought everything they needed. Seeing that the boy was in low spirits, Gu Han pulled him into a coffee shop and ordered him a milk. The two sat by the window. Gu Han wasn't good at comforting people, so he could only watch him quietly.
Nan Yu felt increasingly frustrated.
Holding the cup, his head was always down. Suddenly, he reached out and wiped his eyes. Gu Han's eyes behind his glasses were complicated. He wiped his eyes again with his small hand. The light shone through the glass onto the boy, and the wet marks on the back of his hand could be clearly seen.
Seeing the young master's sadness, my heart inexplicably clenched.
A soft sigh.
I ordered him two desserts.
The staff member brought it over on a tray, and out of the corner of their eye, they saw the boy sobbing with his head down. They then turned around and brought over a few tissues, having been admiring Gu Han's handsome appearance.
Just by looking at how the two interact, it's clear that everyone has a soft spot for the weak.
Subconsciously assuming that Gu Han was bullying the boy, her gaze towards him held a more ambiguous meaning. Gu Han: "..."
After the staff left, he pushed the small cake toward Nanyu.
Dengxin sobbed silently, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the Black Forest mini cake. She couldn't resist licking her lips; it looked so delicious. She wiped away her tears, then picked up a tissue to wipe her nose. Pretending nothing had happened, she looked up and gave a soft hum.
"Two more pieces, one isn't enough."
His voice was nasal, and he coughed twice, trying to cover it up with an explanation: "I have a cold, my voice is a little hoarse, I didn't cry." His red and moist eyes had already betrayed him.
The boy was handsome. A man's tears are an aphrodisiac for women, and for men as well. Gu Han took off his glasses and rubbed his temples.
He must really be crazy.
She didn't order any more for him, saying, "Eating too much is bad for your teeth."
Dengxin hummed again, picked up a small spoon and took a bite. It was sweeter and had a more delicate texture than the one on sale earlier, but it still wasn't as good as the one Auntie made. After a couple of bites, she squinted like a duck and pushed the cake towards Gu Han.
"It doesn't taste good, I want to eat steamed buns."
Gu Han picked up the packaging bag from the chair and nodded. "There are still a few left this morning. We can heat them up and eat them when we get back." He then walked over to the boy and extended his right hand. "Let's go."
Place the lamp wick on top of your hand.
Holding the unfinished milk in his other hand, he drank it as he walked. Gu Han took care of the boy like an older brother, opening the door himself while the young master didn't touch it.
After taking only a couple of steps, the boy suddenly stopped, as if remembering something, and raised his head to say, "I didn't buy any clothes, I need to wear pajamas tonight."
So the two went back to the mall.
Deng Xin only picks the fabric, not the price. With his face, he looks good in anything. He casually bought more than a dozen outfits and a bunch of shoes.
Gu Han's butler, bodyguard, and bag carrier.
He quickly filled his hands with large and small bags.
Dengxin was in a better mood now. After picking out clothes for herself, she also picked out some for Gu Han. However, he was too tall, so there weren't many suitable clothes for him. In the end, the boy carried a bunch of clothes with him and skipped home.
The sun was setting in the west, and dusk was approaching.
The house, bathed in orange light, attracted many people to take photos, mostly students. Gu Han paused, frowning. Nan Yu looked up, bewildered, at the group of strangers gathered at the entrance.
"Butler, there are so many people."
Gu Han felt it was necessary to make changes, so he took out a hat and mask from the shopping bag, put them on the boy first, then put them on himself, and protected him as he went inside. The students checking in were naturally attracted.
Following the line of sight, the door was opened, and a group of young people started jeering, "The homeowner is so good-looking!"
Someone wanted to go in and take pictures.
"Hey handsome, is this your home? Can we go in and take some pictures?"
Gu Han refused them all: "Sorry, I don't accept guests."
After closing the gate, the warning sign on the gate swayed with the force. The boy looked at the contents of the sign and looked slightly embarrassed. The warning sign had been hanging there for a long time, and no one had driven it away. People who checked in had subconsciously ignored it.
Some of the teenagers wisely left.
But there are still people.
The two climbed the wooden ladder, put their things on the second floor, and Dengxin was hungry. Her stomach was rumbling, and she called out to Gu Han while changing her shoes, "Butler, I'm hungry, I want to eat steamed buns."
Gu Han changed his shoes and went downstairs. He put the steamed buns he had packed in the morning into the microwave to heat them up. One plate wasn't enough to hold them all, so he put two in. Deng Xin sat in front of the stool waiting to eat.
I put my phone on a stand and scrolled through Douyin (TikTok).
She flipped her hand behind her back and saw a mukbang video. The young master had never eaten junk food before, especially those super spicy grilled skewers. He swallowed hard, showed the video to Gu Han, and chuckled, "I want to eat it."
Gu Han glanced at it, then focused on putting the bowl down in his hands, and said calmly:
"I'll make a meal plan later. We'll eat out in the morning, and order lunch and dinner from a restaurant. We can't eat anything that's too oily or spicy."
The wick wasn't happy; it was hungry, so it ate a steamed bun first.
Gu Han usually saw that he didn't have a big appetite, but he didn't expect that when he came out, he ate three times as much as he does at home. There were twelve buns in total, and he ate six of them in no time. Then he obediently sat on the stool and didn't touch them anymore.
Gu Han noticed the young master's eyes darting towards the steamed buns, so he kept two for himself and pushed the rest to him. Nan Yu pushed them back, saying:
"We'll each have half. I won't eat yours, you eat it."
Gu Han: "You're not full."
The young master chuckled again, first washing his hands after the meal, then picking up his phone, switching the fried skewers back to normal, and squeezing next to Gu Han, seeing that he remained unmoved.
He stuck his head under the table, twisted his body, and squeezed into the man's arms. Gu Han looked down, and the young master moved up and sat on his lap. The bun was oily, and his mouth inevitably got oily while eating. His lips brushed against the young master's cheek.
The soft texture made him pause in his chewing.
Being so close, my heart was pounding uncontrollably.
Deng Xin hugged Gu Han tightly, rubbing against him and snuggling close. Her coquettishness was the most effective tactic, always working. She deliberately used a sweet, coquettish voice to say:
"Butler~ I want some fried skewers~ Please~"
He not only rubbed against him from above, but also from below...
Gu Han felt a surge of blood rushing through him. He immediately put down his chopsticks, picked up the small lamp wick, pushed the chair next to him to sit down, and strode towards the bathroom. It was because he walked so fast that he looked disheveled.
Lamp wick: "..."
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