"You can’t be serious. You just said this car is worth sixty-five Yuan! Honestly, I’m not looking down on you, but even if you worked your whole life, you couldn’t afford a single tire." As she spoke, she gave Xia Liang a comforting pat on the shoulder.
Xia Liang’s expression held a hint of amusement. "What if I said this car really is mine?"
"If it’s yours?" Su Yi immediately patted her chest. "If it’s yours, I’ll spend the night with you. I won’t go back on my word."
As she said this, she shot Xia Liang a triumphant glance, but his expression only grew more playful.
"You’d better not regret it!"
"I, Su Yi, always keep my promises! I won’t go back on my word!"
"Good! A real woman!" Xia Liang approved with a thumbs-up. Follow current novᴇls on novel·fire.net
"You bet!" Su Yi nodded proudly, but her smile froze a moment later.
She saw Xia Liang slowly raise his hand, dangling a car key in front of her.
No... no way! A bad premonition flashed through Su Yi’s mind as her heart sank.
In the next second, Xia Liang crushed her hopes. He pressed a button on the key fob in his hand.
BEEP. BEEP. The car’s headlights flashed, and the butterfly doors rose slowly.
"This! This is really yours?"
Although Su Yi was asking, she already knew the answer. A car this expensive wouldn’t be available for rent, which meant it was truly his. There was only one possible explanation: Xia Liang was a top-tier rich heir.
Su Yi felt incredibly conflicted. She was a proud person, and if Xia Liang confirmed it was his, what would happen to their bet? Was she really going to spend the night with him?
As Su Yi stood there, at a loss, Xia Liang spoke nonchalantly. "Actually, it’s not mine. It was provided by Feiyu for my work as an Anchor."
Provided by Feiyu? Yeah right! She herself was a Feiyu Anchor. Su Yi knew that was impossible. Since Xia Liang put it that way, though, she found it hard to respond. To her, it seemed he was giving her a way out of their bet.
Xia Liang got into the car. "What are you spacing out for? Get in."
"Oh, oh, oh!" Su Yi finally snapped back to reality and got into the car.
After starting the engine, Xia Liang casually asked, "Where are you planning to treat me to dinner?"
Su Yi blurted out instinctively, "Let’s go get hot..."
She stopped herself before finishing the word. She assumed that a top-tier rich heir like Xia Liang probably wouldn’t enjoy that kind of food. For a moment, Su Yi felt timid and unsure of what to say.
"Let’s just go eat hotpot then," Xia Liang said with a simple glance, then drove toward a hotpot restaurant he frequented.
On the way, Su Yi stole a few glances at Xia Liang, her heart filled with mixed emotions. Actually... he’s quite a nice guy. He gave me a way out. He’s approachable and even willing to eat hotpot... Wait a minute!
Su Yi suddenly realized a problem. Xia Liang is a rich heir. The places he chooses must be incredibly expensive, right? On television, a single bottle of wine could cost several points, and with the food, wouldn’t a meal cost one-tenth of a currency unit? I promised to treat him; I can’t let him pay in the end.
At this thought, Su Yi felt a wave of anxiety. She glanced at her bank account balance: one-tenth of a currency unit and six points. She had a dreadful feeling it wouldn’t be enough. It felt just like the time she had never eaten at McDonald’s and only dared to enter with three points in her pocket. It couldn’t be helped. The sixty-five-Yuan price tag of Xia Liang’s car had simply terrified her.
Lost in a daze, they arrived at their destination.
Looking up, Su Yi instantly felt relieved. The place didn’t seem nearly as upscale or sophisticated as she had feared.
The two entered the hotpot restaurant. An enthusiastic server came over. "Welcome!"
But as soon as the words left her mouth, she got a clear look at Su Yi. Pfft, what a scumbag! He doesn’t even spare minors!
Instantly, the server’s gaze toward Xia Liang filled with hostility and suspicion. The sudden shift caught Xia Liang off guard, but he didn’t pay it much mind. Guided by the server, they found a booth by the window and sat down.
Su Yi relaxed and handed the menu to Xia Liang. "Order whatever you want! Go all out, don’t worry about the cost for my sake."
Xia Liang hadn’t even reacted to her words, but the server’s look grew even more disdainful. This guy... could he be a kept man? No wonder he’s so handsome!
While the server was internally fuming, Xia Liang showed no polite restraint. He took the menu and began ordering.
"Alright, that’ll be all..." Su Yi said, handing the menu back to the server.
Only after the server left did Su Yi’s gaze return to Xia Liang. She was about to say something but realized she didn’t even know his name. She quickly asked, "You know my name, but I still don’t know yours. Surely I can’t keep calling you ’handsome guy,’ right?"
"My name is Xia Liang. The ’Xia’ from ’summer’ and the ’Liang’ from ’cool’."
"Xia Liang." Su Yi nodded lightly, indicating she had committed it to memory. Then she finally voiced the question that had been on her mind. "Since you can afford such an expensive car, you must be very rich. Why be an Anchor?"
Hearing this, Xia Liang blinked, looking equally puzzled. "Who made the rule that rich people can’t be Anchors?"
"Uh..." Su Yi was speechless. She didn’t have an answer. How does he do it? How can everything he says be so unexpected, yet so perfectly logical?
After they finished dinner, Xia Liang dropped Su Yi off at Qingyun Music University before leaving.
Watching the car disappear into the distance, Su Yi felt as if the entire day had been a dream. I hit on a random guy on the street, and he turns out to be a millionaire who apparently doesn’t have a girlfriend. Does this mean I have a chance? He’s handsome and rich... and after having a meal with him, he doesn’t seem boring at all. In fact, he seems like a very upright person. As a boyfriend, he’d probably make me feel very secure.
Thinking this, Su Yi looked at Xia Liang’s WeChat contact on her phone and smiled foolishly.
Meanwhile, back at the villa, Xia Liang started his daily broadcast. However, it was clear his luck wasn’t as good this time. He didn’t get to sleep until the early hours of the morning.
The next day, Xia Liang didn’t go out. He and Zhou Ruo had been tangled up for a long time. It wasn’t until seven in the evening that his phone rang.
On the other end of the line was Qingxue, her voice tinged with anticipation. "Xia Liang, are you done over there?"
"Yeah." Looking at the time, Xia Liang replied, "Just about."
"Good. Come to Yunni Cafe first to pick me up, and we’ll go shopping together."
"Okay..." Xia Liang agreed without hesitation. He hung up and glanced at the exhausted Zhou Ruo beside him. "I’m heading out."
Zhou Ruo didn’t ask any questions. Xia Liang got in his car and drove toward Yunni Cafe.
On the roadside, Qingxue was eagerly watching the passing cars. Just then, a yellow Ferrari pulled up in front of her.