Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
“Why are you giving me money?”
“We’re splitting the bill.”
“What do you mean by splitting the bill?” Su Yu furrowed his brows.
“You spend your money, and I’ll spend mine.”
“Do we have to draw such clear boundaries?” Su Yu became more furious.
Huo Mian nodded. “Absolutely! We’re not close enough for you to spend money on me.”
“Seriously… as a woman, you’re really not cute.”
“I never said I was cute.”
“How unreasonable can you be? Who would like someone like you if you are like this?” Su Yu was more than annoyed.
“I’ll just like myself! Is that alright with you, Young Master Su?” Huo Mian made a face towards Su Yu.
She then turned around and walked away…
“Hey! Where are you going?”
“I’m going home! It’s so late, it’s not safe to hang out here.”
“I’ll take you home.”
“No thanks.” Huo Mian rejected immediately.
“Why not?”
“Look at you! You’re drunk and want to drive me? I really don’t want to be punished by traffic cops. I’ll take a cab home.”
With that, Huo Mian flagged down a taxi and got in…
“Huo Mian, come back here!”
After Su Yu came outside; the wind hit his head hard and he felt a bit dizzy.
He wanted to grab Huo Mian but he was light on his feet and his body was swerving.
In the end, he had no choice but to angrily watch Huo Mian’s taxi leave… leaving behind Young Master Su with the 500 yuan in his hands, staggering…
“What happened? Where’s the girl?” At the sight of Su Yu standing there alone, Tang Chuan mocked.
“Obviously, the girl left and our Young Master Su’s still reeling.” Wei Liao smiled.
Tang Chuan walked over and looked at the five 100 yuan bills in Su Yu’s hand.
“Young Master Su doesn’t need this kind of change. Give it to me! I can use it to buy some drinks and get a girl.”
Before Tang Chuan’s hand could touch the money, Su Yu immediately waved his hand away, holding onto the 500 yuan tightly as if it were something important…
“Wei Liao, drive me home.”
“Why don’t you drive yourself?” Wei Liao rolled his eyes.
“I drank, aren’t police officers focused on catching drunk drivers recently?” With that, Su Yu got onto the Lamborghini’s passenger seat.
“You? You’re afraid of a DUI charge? Are you joking? Dude, all the traffic cops know you, and no one dares to stop you.” Wei Liao was about to cough up blood.
“But I want to follow the traffic rules today,” Su Yu said stubbornly.
Wei Liao, “…”
Tang Chuan, “…”
In the end, Wei Liao couldn’t go against Young Master Su’s commands. He hopped into the Lamborghini’s driver’s seat and drove Su Yu home.
On the way, Su Yu remained silent. He was, however, very into the 500 yuan in his hands.
He looked at it every once in a while, completely confusing Wei Liao.
“Is there anything special about the 500 yuan? You seem to care about it a lot.”
Su Yu didn’t reply…
When Su Yu wasn’t paying attention, Wei Liao grabbed it from him…
“Hey… give that back to me.”
With one hand on the wheel and one hand holding the money, Wei Liao examined the bills carefully, unable to find anything special.
The only thing that made one of the bills unique was a four-character writing on its back– Long Live Falun Gong.
“Uh… so, you’re a disciple of Falun Gong?” Wei Liao teased.
“F*ck off.” Su Yu immediately took back the bills.
Wei Liao chuckled and didn’t say anything else. He knew that the money was important to Su Yu because it was given to him by Huo Mian.
That’s why he treasured it so much…
Wei Liao purposely didn’t say anything because he wanted to tease Su Yu.
Young Master Su was acting like a kid enchanted by puppy-love. He was seriously nothing but a fool in love.
Huo Mian, on the other hand, was like a cold CEO of some important company, like those in Chinese romance web novels… completely ignoring Su Yu.
Why did it feel like they’ve switched positions?
“You know… Su Yu, if you really like that girl, you need to keep trying. Try harder! Haven’t you heard of that saying?”
“What saying?” Su Yu glanced at Wei Liao.
