Chapter 16: Playboy — “Five minutes of this young master’s time is enough to buy you for a night…”
In a corner of the school, the shoot was progressing methodically.
He Qing bent slightly at the waist, focusing the lens on Jiang Yunian with intense concentration. In the frame, Jiang Yunian lifted a corner of his lace skirt, pointed his toe lightly, and slowly twirled in a circle, his smile tranquil.
Hao Meng sat aside, resting. The roar of an engine approached from the distance, and a familiar, ostentatious luxury car drove up arrogantly. The difference was that this time, it was a Ferrari.
The car’s paint was blindingly bright under the sunlight, making her jealous and envious. When school started, her dad tried to drop her off in his Volkswagen, but the security guard stopped them without a word, citing the rule that outside vehicles were prohibited from entering the campus. Yet when it came to a brand-name luxury car, they didn’t dare make a peep.
Capitalists are truly domineering.
Hao Meng sighed inwardly at the unfairness of the world, but squeezed out a smile on her face. “What wind blew Young Master Zhou here again? Is your health better?”
Zhou Shu twirled his keys leisurely, ignoring her.
If not for someone reckless filling out their college application for this place, he wouldn’t bother coming to this dump.
He narrowed his eyes. Jiang Yunian was twirling with his skirt lifted, and He Qing was half-kneeling to follow the shot. The two worked in tacit cooperation, completely failing to notice this uninvited guest.
Zhou Shu stared at He Qing’s back, holding back a belly full of fire. That night, this kid splashed a glass of wine in his face, turned around and ran, and even dared to take leave for several days to hide from him.
Hmph, spoiled by favor and becoming arrogant.
Does he really think I have no temper?
Finally caught him this time.
He sat down carelessly, realizing that He Qing only had eyes for the lens and didn’t even spare him a glance, and let out a cold snort. His gaze shifted to Jiang Yunian, who was dressed like a fairytale princess.
Tsk.
Not gonna lie, that kid Jiang Yan really has a good fate. Picked up such a beautiful “wife.”
This figure doesn’t lose out to those male stars his mom promoted.
Beautiful aside, his temperament is gentle and weak, looking docile. Wonder if it’s natural or trained by that kid. Zhou Shu rubbed his chin. I really should ask him for some tips another day.
Hao Meng sat quietly, observing secretly out of the corner of her eye. Zhou Shu first glared unhappily at He Qing, then after a while turned to Jiang Yunian, his gaze changing from angry to playful appreciation, staring straight at him, incredibly lewd.
Tsk tsk.
No way, shifted his affection so quickly?
Sure enough, a playboy. Doesn’t let go of what’s in the bowl or the pot, eats both men and women.
If this unlucky child Yunian gets tricked by him, he’ll definitely be eaten until no scraps are left.
No! Absolutely not!
Must think of a way to divert his attention quickly.
“Um…”
Zhou Shu’s eyes looked like he was staring at prey, but not at her. “Speak.”
“The membership card you mentioned before, seems not yet…”
Zhou Shu remembered. That day, after abducting He Qing with a phone call, he casually promised Hao Meng a card. As a result, He Qing took care of him for two hours, discovered he was faking illness, and ran away in anger, not letting him touch even a finger. He forgot about the card too.
Although depressed inside, being stingy wasn’t Young Master Zhou’s style. He casually fished out a dark blue card from his pocket and threw it over. “Look at your petty ambition, would this young master shortchange you?”
Hao Meng quickly caught it. “Yes yes yes, thank you Young Master Zhou!”
Zhou Shu sat bored and raised his chin toward Jiang Yunian. “Who’s that? What’s the background?”
Alarm bells rang in Hao Meng’s heart! Finished, he’s really eyeing her this time!
“Oh her… she has a boyfriend! Their relationship is super good!” Hao Meng exaggerated her tone.
Zhou Shu raised an eyebrow. “Has a boyfriend?”
How long has it been and he already got it done? That kid Jiang Yan is efficient enough.
Sure enough, pavilions near the water get the moon first. The rice is already cooked, while I’m here pressing my hot face against a cold butt.
Thinking of this made him even more unhappy.
Hao Meng added oil to the fire: “Yeah, in the honeymoon phase. Her boyfriend is super handsome, so sweet it makes me want to date too.”
As she spoke, she reached for the mineral water nearby, wanting to give Zhou Shu a bottle to keep him busy, but accidentally grabbed Jiang Yunian’s bottle. The cap wasn’t tightened, and when she squeezed…
“Splash!”
Most of it spilled onto He Qing’s camera bag, and some splashed onto Zhou Shu’s expensive pant leg.
“Ouch! Clumsy clumsy! Let me wipe it for you.” Hao Meng scrambled to find tissues, but her wrist was grabbed by Zhou Shu, his tone frivolous.
“Old-fashioned trick, trying to seduce me?” He threw off her hand and sneered. “Still far from enough skill.”
Hao Meng was somewhat speechless. “Saying this as if I could latch onto you.”
Zhou Shu raised his chin arrogantly, noncommittal.
“What are you doing?”
He Qing walked over with a cold face, followed by Jiang Yunian moving in small steps while pinching his skirt, looking a bit timidly delicate.
As soon as Zhou Shu arrived, He Qing noticed his wanton gaze. He was so annoyed during the shoot that he ruined several shots. Now seeing Zhou Shu grabbing Hao Meng’s wrist and that arrogant stinky face, his expression turned even colder.
“I didn’t do anything!” Hao Meng raised both hands and quickly hid behind Jiang Yunian, staying far away from them.
Zhou Shu stood up, glancing at the insignificant water stain on his thigh, but his gaze fell on Jiang Yunian’s not-so-obvious Adam’s apple, speaking playfully: “Is this your water?”
The cheap mineral water bottle on the table was next to a men’s black backpack. He Qing wouldn’t use such off-brand stuff; it could only be his.
Jiang Yunian didn’t understand why, but nodded gently.
“Then that’s trouble,” Zhou Shu’s tone was lazy, carrying deliberate difficulty. “My pants are ruined once stained with water.”
Hao Meng’s eyes widened, busy saying not to that extent, not to that extent. “It’s just a few drops of water, it’ll dry in a moment!”
Cursing to high heaven inside. Just gave a card generously, turned around and flipped his face. psychopath!
“Can you afford to pay?” Zhou Shu looked askance at her.
So begging for a beating.
Hao Meng gritted her teeth: I’ll endure!
Zhou Shu continued to issue orders, speaking to Jiang Yunian with a charitable tone. “This young master won’t make it hard for you. How about this, you come over and wipe it clean for me, and we’ll let this go.”
Jiang Yunian was stunned. Where did I provoke him? He had already carefully lowered his presence, yet was inevitably caught in the crossfire.
He asked uncertainly, “Me?”
Hao Meng was about to speak up when Zhou Shu waved his hand. “Just you.”
“Don’t say the young master bullied you.” He fished out his wallet, pulled out several bright red hundred-yuan bills, and slapped them on the stone table. “Tip.”
Seeing the money, Jiang Yunian clicked his tongue secretly. Three hundred! Three hundred just to wipe water? Working at a restaurant after the college entrance exam, doing dirty and tiring work all day only earned tens… just a fraction of what others gave as charity.
This world constantly reminds him of the huge disparity between people.
He Qing frowned slightly.
When Zhou Shu first entered, he glanced at him briefly, then his eyes never left Jiang Yunian. They had known each other for twenty years; it was no secret Zhou Shu liked men. Logically, he wouldn’t deliberately make things difficult for a defenseless girl. Staring at her like this, what play was he acting?
He looked suspiciously between the two and found that Zhou Shu’s gaze intentionally or unintentionally glanced at his neck.
Neck?
Jiang Yunian, who had kept his head down, lifted his chin at this moment. He Qing’s eyes darkened, instantly understanding.
Could it be Zhou Shu is interested in him…
He Qing’s heart tightened, his fist clenching unconsciously.
Hearing Zhou Shu’s request, Hao Meng tugged at Jiang Yunian’s sleeve. He shook his head, signaling with his eyes that it didn’t matter.
He didn’t feel he was being made things difficult for at all. Just wiping water. How could such a pie falling from the sky landing on him not count as lucky? He took the tissue from Hao Meng’s hand and was about to squat down.
“I’ll do it.” He Qing pressed him down, his face looking somewhat bad.
Jiang Yunian quite wanted to earn this money. “It’s fine, I…”
When he met his bad expression and Zhou Shu’s playful eyes, he woke up as if from a dream. Zhou Shu’s act was obviously aimed at He Qing. A couple having a spat, what was he joining the fun for? Thinking this, even though extremely reluctant, he silently took a step back, staring eagerly at the bills on the table.
My three hundred…
He Qing didn’t even look at the culprit, squatting directly. He wiped rudely on Zhou Shu’s pants twice. “Done.” He balled up the wet tissue and tossed it into the trash can nearby.
Zhou Shu “tsk-ed,” feeling even more blocked inside. Goal achieved, why not happy at all? Staying in the bar for so long, this serving skill hasn’t improved a bit. truly a young master’s body with a waiter’s fate. Might as well offer him up as an ancestor.
He smiled without humor, pinched the three bills, stuffed them directly into He Qing’s chest pocket, and patted his face, lowering his voice: “You really can bend and stretch.”
He Qing retorted without weakness: “Same to you, didn’t you also wash my feet?”
Zhou Shu laughed. Fine, I admit defeat. Licking for so long, what’s washing feet? Stuffing in his mouth is fine too.
He Qing shooed him away impatiently: “I’m very busy, no time to deal with you, leave quickly.”
“You really think highly of yourself, who said this young master came to find you?” Zhou Shu looked past him at Jiang Yunian behind him.
“You…”
Then who do you want to find?
He Qing clenched his fist, blocking his line of sight, pointing to a secluded corner behind the teaching building, his voice suppressing anger: “You go wait for me there.”
Zhou Shu looked up at the sky, pretending not to hear. He Qing knew he was doing it on purpose but couldn’t do anything about him. He took a deep breath and lowered his posture: “…Tonight, I will go to Heaven on Earth.”
A gleam flashed in Zhou Shu’s eyes. “Should have listened earlier, wouldn’t have to suffer.”
He patted He Qing’s small face, pretending to be reluctant, and walked away with large strides, very fast.
Once he left, Hao Meng gave two dry laughs: “Are we also a part of your play?”
He Qing was incredibly embarrassed. He always prided himself on being calm and self-controlled, but whenever he met Zhou Shu, nothing good happened. They had long since had no relationship, yet he still pestered him endlessly! But in the end, he also had responsibility; the person was indeed attracted by him, so he could only suffer this loss in silence. He handed the tip to Jiang Yunian and Hao Meng as compensation for lost work. Jiang Yunian shook his head to refuse; he didn’t put in effort, couldn’t take it.
He Qing was anxious to soothe that guy and forced it into his hand. “Then help me wash the bag, that one is expensive.”
“Alright…” Jiang Yunian saw his difficulty and reluctantly agreed, only taking one Grandpa Mao, carefully folding it and putting it into the backpack interlayer.
“You guys rest for a while, I’ll be right back.” He Qing finished speaking and walked toward the back of the teaching building with a dark face.
…
Zhou Shu was kicking stones in boredom when footsteps came from behind.
“Five minutes of this young master’s time is enough to buy you for a night…”
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