Having money is truly wonderful.
Jiang Liuyue slept soundly until daybreak in the presidential suite of the W Hotel.
Knock, knock—
There was a knock at the door.
"Who is it?" she asked lazily, getting up.
"It's me."
The presidential suite was spacious.
So, she had her room, and Huo Yaochuan had another.
Originally, she had secretly wondered if he might deliberately claim he couldn't sleep and come to chat with her in the middle of the night.
It turned out Huo Yaochuan's methods were still superior.
Nothing happened last night.
Jiang Liuyue opened the door.
Huo Yaochuan stood outside, posture ramrod straight.
An undeniable, powerful aura emanated from him.
A light gray shirt clung to his athletic build, the collar slightly open, hinting at a touch of deliberate style.
A well-tailored brown suit jacket draped over it, its lines clean and fluid.
"Good morning, Xiao Yue."
Jiang Liuyue rubbed her sleepy eyes.
"What's up?"
"Taking you to transfer the property, and then we'll go shopping," Huo Yaochuan said, the corners of his lips lifting.
His smile was brimming with the allure of money.
Indeed, a wealthy man looks doubly handsome.
"Okay, right away."
Jiang Liuyue turned back, closed the door, and quickly changed her clothes.
When she opened the door again, she caught a flicker of admiration in Huo Yaochuan's eyes.
She wore a light brown beret, its brim tilted down slightly, adding a playful touch.
A knee-length beige dress cinched perfectly at her slender waist.
A long, slender black-and-white polka-dot scarf added a lively accent around her neck, paired with brown lambskin ankle boots.
Chic and full of character.
"Let's go." Jiang Liuyue waved her hand in front of his face.
The corners of Huo Yaochuan's mouth lifted slightly.
"First, breakfast. I had room service bring it in."
The dining table was set with Western croissant sandwiches and Chinese options like millet congee, steamed buns, and pan-fried buns.
Huo Yaochuan explained, "I didn't know which kind you prefer, so I ordered both."
Jiang Liuyue smiled and sat down.
She had just picked up her chopsticks when she remembered something and looked up.
Teasingly, she said,
"I remember you once ordered breakfast for Feng Xiaoman."
Huo Yaochuan froze awkwardly. "How do you know that?"
Jiang Liuyue continued to rib him,
"Brother Huo was so generous, the dim sum order was huge. Xiaoman couldn't finish it all, so she called me to join her."
Sometimes, you really shouldn't mention others while eating.
No sooner had the words left her mouth than Jiang Liuyue's phone rang.
Caller: Feng Xiaoman.
She wasn't flustered at all. In fact, in quite a good mood, she picked up her phone and turned it towards Huo Yaochuan to show him.
"Look, your romantic debt."
Huo Yaochuan: "I've already made things clear with her. We've broken up completely."
Jiang Liuyue gave a noncommittal hum.
She popped a soup dumpling into her mouth with her chopsticks and tapped the speakerphone button.
Feng Xiaoman's cautious voice came through:
"Liuyue, are you back home?"
"I noticed the shoe cabinet at the apartment has been moved."
Jiang Liuyue: "Mm-hmm, yes, I've already moved out."
Feng Xiaoman's voice suddenly rose a bit, tinged with agitation:
"Ah?! So soon? But you didn't take any of your clothes or things from your room."
Jiang Liuyue said offhandedly, "Yeah, those are old. I don't want them anymore."
Feng Xiaoman fell silent for a moment.
Then, with a hint of pleading, she whispered,
"Liuyue, has Yaochuan come to S City to see you?"
"Can you... can you let me see him one more time?"
The speakerphone made the voice clear.
Seeing this, Jiang Liuyue glanced up at Huo Yaochuan.
He appeared utterly unfazed, even proactively dipping a soup dumpling in vinegar with the serving chopsticks and placing it in her bowl.
A considerate, gentle smile played on his lips.
"Feng Xiaoman, that's your own business. Don't bother me with it anymore."
The voice on the other end grew flustered.
"Wait—"
"Please don't hang up."
"Liuyue, I know it was my fault. I shouldn't have measured a noble heart with my own petty standards."
"And I shouldn't have sent him your photo, but I really like him. For Yaochuan, I'd even give up my life."
"Please, help me one more time, okay?"
"For the sake of our many years of friendship."
Jiang Liuyue frowned. She never accepted emotional blackmail.
Her tone cooled slightly.
"Feng Xiaoman, we were never good friends."
"And besides, I'm going to steal your boyfriend!"
With a decisive click, she hung up.
As soon as she looked up, she met a pair of dark, smiling eyes.
Huo Yaochuan's narrow eyes curved upwards; he seemed to be in a very good mood.
He repeated slowly, "You want to steal me? No need to steal. I can deliver myself to your door."
Jiang Liuyue pouted.
"You're really full of yourself, Brother Huo."
"I only said that to deliberately annoy Feng Xiaoman, to make her stop calling me."
"As for you... I haven't discovered where you're better than Zhou Che yet."
Huo Yaochuan smiled without a word.
After a long moment, he finally tossed out a line.
"Better everywhere."
It wasn't that an innocent girl wouldn't understand this line.
Of course, Jiang Liuyue understood instantly, but she pretended not to.
"Let's go, to the transfer."
...
Looking at the freshly issued red property ownership certificate, Jiang Liuyue's smile became a few degrees more genuine.
Huo Yaochuan watched her with a smile.
"So happy?"
"Of course!" Jiang Liuyue nodded emphatically. "This is an entire floor in a commercial building in the bustling heart of S City!"
"There's something even more exciting to tell you."
"What?" Jiang Liuyue turned her head to look at him.
"Taking you to buy a house," Huo Yaochuan said lightly.
As if he were suggesting a trip to the supermarket for a carton of milk.
Jiang Liuyue stared straight at him, her gaze intense.
Huo Yaochuan, under that stare, actually felt a bit embarrassed. He touched his own cheek; it felt warm.
He averted his eyes and said,
"What? Discovered I'm more charming than Zhou Che?"
Jiang Liuyue: "Is this how you pursue someone? By throwing money around?"
Huo Yaochuan shook his head.
"I wouldn't throw money around like this to pursue someone."
"But if I want my girlfriend to agree to her having another boyfriend, it does require a bit of thoughtful effort, don't you think?"
Jiang Liuyue propped her chin, pondering, then said,
"If Zhou Che finds out and beats you to death, don't blame me."
Huo Yaochuan met her gaze again, a trace of excitement in his tone that he himself hadn't noticed.
"Does that mean you agree?"
Jiang Liuyue crooked a finger.
He took a step forward.
Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes lifted, their gaze shimmering, like a soul-snatching fox spirit.
She leaned in actively, her warm breath brushing against his ear.
"Remember, Zhou Che is the primary, you are the secondary."
"As the secondary, you must have the awareness of being the secondary, understand?"
Huo Yaochuan asked with a smile, "What awareness?"
Jiang Liuyue: "Don't let Zhou Che find out. Otherwise, our relationship ends automatically."
Huo Yaochuan: "Okay."
His dark eyes held a smile.
He'd just have to endure this minor grievance for now. When the time was right, he'd let Zhou Che find out.
He'd take advantage of their argument to swoop in then.
Just as Jiang Liuyue said, he was the bad guy.
System: "Congratulations, Host. Huo Yaochuan's favorability is at 95%."
