Keith was stunned for a moment when he heard Niles promise so quickly.
He was suspicious. Although the Li family always kicked him around, Niles was actually a very cunning guy. The boy's voice sounded a little sad, but Keith could see right through him. He didn't sound sad enough. Nonetheless, he replied, "Well, I'm glad you like your brother so much."
Niles had an idea. After a pause, he said, "I'm still sad, Grandpa. Could you try and be more upbeat? Okay, never mind. You're not good at that. So if I give up Blair, what's in it for me?"
It seemed that the young man had figured out exactly what he wanted. "What do you want?" Keith asked outright.
"How about a new apartment? I'll feel much better," Niles suggested. He could make a fortune by conning his grandpa.
"A new apartment? Why? Didn't your mom buy you one already?"
"Yeah, but Blair is living there now. Since I've decided to back off and let Wesley have Blair, I can't live with her. That's not appropriate. She has no parents. I'm not going to kick her out, either," Niles said, pretending to be virtuous and upstanding.
"Okay! Deal!" the old man announced. The poor grandfather was completely taken in by his grandson. Eventually, he would find out Blair had always loved Wesley, and that Niles had never dated her.
After hanging up the phone, Niles felt like he was on cloud nine. His gloomy mood, caused by Cecelia's tongue-lashing, vanished into thin air.
Meanwhile, in the Shining International Plaza, Cecelia, Wesley and Blair moved on to a new store. Now they were shopping for shoes. They had no idea that Niles lied to the old man. Sitting on the sofa, Blair tugged at the hem of Wesley's shirt and said, "Don't let your mom buy anything for me again. I'm not dating you or Niles. Tell her. Don't spend money on me."
Wesley replied indifferently, "She's rich."
Blair was speechless. That was not the point.
Cecelia asked a saleslady to show a pair of shoes to Blair. "Blair, try these on. They look good."
Blair didn't budge. "Aunt Cecelia, I've tried on three pairs. I think it's your turn."
"That's not for women my age. It's for young girls. Besides, the pink matches the last outfit you tried on."
Blair found it hard to resist Cecelia's enthusiasm.
She looked at Wesley, signaling to him for help. He sat next to her and echoed his mother's words. "Mom's right. They look nice. Try them on."
Blair sighed helplessly.
Finally, they picked out three pairs and Wesley paid for them again. Looking at the guy carrying the shopping bags, Blair quickly caught up to him. "Wesley, lend me a hand, okay?"
"Sorry, I never knew how to handle her," he refused bluntly.
Irked by him, she said between gritted teeth, "You jerk! You just stand by and watch me sink lower and lower."
"Quit exaggerating. But whatever, I don't care what you think."
Blair closed her eyes to hopefully calm down and hold back her anger. "Okay, okay. Then hand me a card. I want to buy your mom a gift. I'll pay you back when I get a new phone."
Wesley lifted his hands to show her the shopping bags. "My wallet is in my pocket. Grab it yourself. My hands are full."
Blair remembered the embarrassing scene at the supermarket last night. To avoid any more embarrassment, she took the bags from him. Anyway, they were just clothes and shoes, so the bags weren't heavy at all. "Now you can take out the bank card yourself."
Cecelia approached them. "What are you two whispering about? Wesley, why is Blair carrying the bags? She's a girl!"
Wesley explained, "I'm giving her a bank card."
"Why?" Cecelia asked naturally.
Blair was worried. She didn't think Wesley was a good liar and he might blurt out the truth. So she chipped in quickly, "Last night at the supermarket, I was about to swipe my card…but Wesley…already paid the bill… Then… I…put my bank card in his wallet, because it was raining outside… I forgot to get my card back."
Obviously, Blair was no better than Wesley at telling a lie. She stammered to make up a lame excuse.
But lucky for her, Cecelia bought her lie. She nodded to them and urged Wesley to be quick.
Wesley gave his bank card to her. Now, with card in her hand, Blair finally had the courage to lead Cecelia to the brand shops that were suitable for the middle-aged mother.
In the end, Blair bought Cecelia a silk scarf as a gift. But the price was rather cheap compared to the things Cecelia had bought her. Blair tried her hardest to lead Cecelia into those gift shops. But the nice mother couldn't pick out anything she liked.
Later, when they shopped in the cosmetics area, Cecelia was interested in a particular shade of lipstick. A saleslady brought a sample stick for her to try the color. Blair also tried on a warm-toned, Mocha lipstick shade. After applying it to her lips, she turned to the man who was waiting for them, and asked, "What do you think of this color?"
Wesley looked at the smiling woman in confusion and then focused on her moist, plump lips. "Color? Isn't every lipstick red?" he asked. He didn't know about the colors, but he did want to kiss her lips right now.
Blair shook her head helplessly. Cecelia laughed and told Blair, "You're wasting your time asking him. He's a typical guy."
Blair pulled a tissue and wiped her lips. In the end, Cecelia picked out two shades for herself and asked Blair if she needed any lipstick, before asking Wesley to pony up the money.
Blair shook her head. "No, I got three when Joslyn got married. I haven't used any of them yet." She reached out her hand and asked, "Aunt Cecelia, so you're picking these two shades? Let me pay this time."
Cecelia caught her hand. "Just let Wesley do it. He's saved up a lot of money since he doesn't have a girlfriend, Let's rip him off." Then she took Blair hand and led her to another counter, leaving Wesley to pay for them.
After the two women left, Wesley looked at the lipstick shade that Blair had tried on just now, and told the saleslady, "This shade, please bring me a fresh one and I'll pay for them together."
"Yes, sir. Please wait a minute."
After checking out, Wesley took out Mocha lipstick shade and put it in his pocket, then put Cecelia's lipsticks in the shopping bag. He then picked up his pace to catch up with the two women.
But when he walked past a counter, he happened to hear a conversation between a woman and her boyfriend. The woman requested, "Honey, buy me this bottle of perfume. Every women loved this brand."
Her boyfriend said impatiently, "Look at the price, It's a small bottle that cost a few thousand dollars. Find another brand."
Wesley caught a glimpse of the perfume bottle that the woman was holding. He stopped and turned around.
He rearrange the shopping bags so he held them all in one hand. A saleslady with a huge smile on her face came over and greeted him. "Please bring me a bottle of this perfume," he said while pointing to a perfume brand. It was the same one the man was unwilling to buy for his girlfriend.
The saleslady nodded happily, "Yes, sir. Which frangrance would you like?"
'Which frangrance?' Wesley felt baffled. Women's items were so complicated to him. He paused and then said, "I'd prefer a light frangrance." 'Strong perfume doesn't suit her,' he thought.
The woman, who was badgering her boyfriend to buy the perfume, watch Wesley pay the bill. Her eyes glimmered with admiration.
