“That’s not a good idea, right?” Xia Yu hesitated slightly, grabbing his own clothes.
“Hurry up, we’re almost late,” Xu Youxiang tossed a bag over to him.
Opening the bag, Xia Yu found a suit inside.
“Where are we going?” Xia Yu took out the suit and checked the size—it was a perfect fit.
Looking at the brand, it was even a well-known one.
“To a gathering,” Xu Youxiang replied.
“A work event?” Xia Yu asked while putting on the suit.
“A gathering with friends,” Xu Youxiang corrected.
“You have friends?” Xia Yu asked, even more surprised.
“Why wouldn’t I have friends? I’m great at making dresses, you know!” Xu Youxiang replied, her amber eyes wide.
Xia Yu understood immediately—these “friends” were probably just fellow sewing enthusiasts.
“You’re the one without friends!” Feeling underestimated, Xu Youxiang began mocking Xia Yu, “Especially those who already have girlfriends are too scared to even approach you.”
Xia Yu was puzzled, “What kind of person do you think I am?”
“Hmph!” Xu Youxiang continued, “Actually, I didn’t even want to go to this gathering, but there’s someone in the group who keeps bothering me. You can go and deal with him.”
Hearing this, Xia Yu’s expression turned serious. He asked, “What’s going on exactly?”
“It’s a fabric supplier. After we met in the group chat, he kept sending me awkward private messages. He even gave me an unusually large discount when I bought fabric from his company. I was so scared I haven’t dared to go to his store in ten days,” Xu Youxiang explained.
Xia Yu nodded thoughtfully. If it was just these two things, the guy was still a relatively normal admirer, and he could be dealt with gently.
But Xu Youxiang wasn’t done yet. She continued, “I told him I already had a boyfriend, but he still kept asking me roundabout questions about how much your salary is and whether you’re short on money.”
“Huh?” Xia Yu frowned, unable to understand this behavior.
Was he planning to bribe him to get out of the way?
But wouldn’t it make more sense to directly tempt the girl with money instead? Even if the guy left, the girl wouldn’t necessarily end up with him.
Could this be some kind of weird fetish?
Xia Yu felt a little uneasy.
He quickly finished dressing, determined to confront this pervert.
After he changed, Xu Youxiang stretched out her arms, signaling him to help her dress.
Once fully prepared, the two arrived at the venue of the gathering.
It was a large room in a hotel.
The event was in the form of a banquet, with food and drinks laid out on a long table.
“Is he here?” Xia Yu asked the Xu Youxiang in the wheelchair.
Xu Youxiang was scanning the room when suddenly five women in dresses surrounded her.
The woman leading the group asked excitedly, “You’re ‘Kill That Yu,’ right?”
“???”
Xia Yu quickly turned his head toward Xu Youxiang.
He saw Xu Youxiang nodding.
“You really are Yu Niang!” the women exclaimed excitedly.
Xia Yu’s mind was full of question marks again—what the heck was Yu Niang?
Xu Youxiang also felt a bit awkward and said, “Just call me Kankan, okay.”
That nickname is dangerous too!
Why would you use such a dangerous nickname!
With so many people around, Xia Yu couldn’t really confront Xu Youxiang about it.
He watched Xu Youxiang chat with the group of women, amazed at how popular she actually was.
Well, with her talents in fashion and makeup, it would be abnormal if she didn’t do well.
After answering their questions, Xu Youxiang introduced Xia Yu.
Xia Yu politely nodded at the women, and elaborated further on the makeup topic one of them had mentioned.
He had obtained Makeup Level 2 and Outfitting Level 1 from Xu Youxiang.
Level 2 was already an expert level, sufficient for giving explanations. Moreover, Xia Yu’s Level 2 was versatile across all styles.
He intentionally steered the discussion toward obscure and unconventional makeup styles unknown to most.
Two of the women turned on their phone recorders excitedly to capture the session, while the others begged Xia Yu to make a video explanation later.
After the session, Xia Yu gained the admiration of all five women and was even added to their QQ group.
After chatting for a while, the women politely excused themselves, giving Xia Yu and Xu Youxiang some space.
Approaching the dining table, Xia Yu casually picked up some food and fed Xu Youxiang.
The food was decent—not top-tier but still delicious.
This was mainly because the hotel had wisely chosen dishes that didn’t require advanced cooking techniques.
“The man coming over now is the one I told you about,” Xu Youxiang whispered beside him, nibbling on a pastry.
Xia Yu looked to his right and saw the man Xu Youxiang had mentioned.
He was a thin but fairly handsome man, dressed in a well-fitted suit, wearing an expensive-looking watch on his wrist, and sporting a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.
When the man reached Xu Youxiang and Xia Yu, he didn’t speak to Xu Youxiang first but looked at Xia Yu instead: “You’re Kankan’s boyfriend?”
Hearing that nickname, Xia Yu felt a chill down his neck. Rubbing his neck slightly, he replied, “I’m Xia Yu. Nice to meet you.”
They shook hands.
After releasing the handshake, the thin man asked, “Can we talk privately?”
Is he going to offer me money now? Xia Yu wondered.
Curious about what the man was up to, he nodded in agreement.
The two walked together to a secluded corner, where the thin man asked, “Mr. Xia Yu, are you short on money?”
That direct?
Xia Yu shook his head, “No.”
“What if I start with 100,000?” the thin man continued.
Is he really trying to buy me off with just 100,000?
Xia Yu felt disappointed but then quickly understood.
Reality isn’t fiction. Even wealthy people wouldn’t recklessly throw around money. Scenarios where someone offers you millions to stay away from her simply don’t happen in real life.
Facing the thin man’s eager gaze, Xia Yu shook his head again.
The thin man’s expression immediately turned anxious. He grabbed Xia Yu’s arm and raised his offer: “What about 200,000?”
Seeing the man suddenly become so agitated, Xia Yu was puzzled. He first rejected the offer: “I don’t need money. To me, 200,000 is about the same as 20 yuan.”
The thin man’s spirit instantly collapsed.
“Sigh, I guess it’s just my fate to be ruined,” the thin man murmured.
Xia Yu was astonished—was this the legendary lovesick fool? Someone who, for the person he fancied, didn’t care whether the person already had a boyfriend, a child, or even if they were human, and would feel like dying if he couldn’t have them?
He felt that the situation might be somewhat different from what Xu Youxiang had told him. There was something strange about both Xu Youxiang’s previous explanation and the thin man’s current words.
“Tell me exactly what you want to do,” Xia Yu said to the man.
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