Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Gao Qiao did not mince his words, âI think youâve paid her too little!â
Huo Buyu said indifferently, âYou should have been the one giving the 100 yuan. I helped you with the payment. Remember to return it to me.â
Gao Qiao looked at Huo Buyu in shock, as if he was a total stranger. âItâs over, itâs over. Youâre no longer the Huo Buyu I know. The Huo Buyu I know deals with contracts worth hundreds of millions. When did he become so stingy over 100 yuan?â
For the first time, Gao Qiao felt that he no longer knew Huo Buyu! It was as if in the blink of an eye, the man had turned from being the CEO of the corporation to a vendor selling pancakes by the roadside! He couldnât accept this change!
Huo Buyu didnât mind and even emphasized, âRemember to return the money. 100 yuan!â With that, he ran after Ye Yao.
Gao Qiao was in disbelief. âHuo Buyu! Youâve fallen!â
On the way to school, Ye Yaoâs phone alert went off. She glanced at the screen and saw that it was a message from Gao Qiao. It was a transfer message with six nines.
â1, 10, 100, 1000, 10000, 100,000â¦â Ye Yao was speechless. This was the real CEO! Huo Buyu, on the other hand, had bargained with her over 30 yuan for half a day! Huo Buyu was clearly good friends with Gao Qiao. Why was there such a huge difference?!
Ye Yao gritted her teeth and refused to accept it. She returned the money!
Huo Buyu took a glance and happened to see Ye Yao rejecting Gao Qiaoâs transfer. He smiled and rubbed Ye Yaoâs head. âThatâs a good girl.â
Ye Yao was so angry that she bared her fangs and brandished her claws at him. She was tempted to ignore him!
Huo Buyu had a gentle smile on his face. âSince youâre so obedient today, Iâll give you another 30 yuan later.â
Ye Yao shouted angrily, âHuo Buyu, whatâs with you and 30 yuan? I donât want this number anymore. Change it!â
Huo Buyu subconsciously suggested, âAlright, 20 then.â
Ye Yao was speechless for a moment. Forget it, weâll stick with 30 yuan then. I quite like the number 30.â
Gao Qiao originally thought that Ye Yao was short of money, which was why she got calculative with Huo Buyu over a few dozen yuan. However, when Ye Yao returned the money, he suddenly understood. With Huo Buyuâs status, and given how much he loved the girl, how could he not give Ye Yao enough money? Moreover, Ye Yao had her own bottom line. She could argue with Huo Buyu over a few dozen yuan and even use all kinds of tricks just to get more money from Huo Buyu. However, the reason why she would do this was because the money belonged to Huo Buyu, and she was comfortable spending his money.
However, when it came to the money given by Gao Qiao, Ye Yao returned it without hesitating because from her perspective, she had no relations with the man and didnât need his money. Given Ye Yaoâs ability, she could very well just utter a few words and have someone buy her a cup of milk tea. She didnât do this. Instead, she squabbled with Huo Buyu. Perhaps these little things were what lovers do.
Huo Buyu didnât have class today. After sending Ye Yao to school, he said to her, âIn any case, cut down on the milk tea, understand?â
Ye Yao glared at him and stomped off.
Actually, Ye Yao was an average spender. She would only buy things that she needed, and she wouldnât spend money on things that she didnât need. Huo Buyu had previously said that he would give her 5,000 yuan a month as pocket money. This was apart from the things that he would buy her or pay for separately, for instance clothes, bags, shoes, tuition fees, and daily necessities. It was money for her to spend. For instance, she could use 5,000 yuan to buy milk tea. Moreover, Huo Buyu would take Ye Yao out for a meal every day. Even if he was sometimes busy and couldnât eat with her, he would reserve a table for her. She wouldnât have to foot the bill after the meal.
Nevertheless, Ye Yao was angry. She felt that Huo Buyu was too stingy with her!
As Ye Yao walked past the school gate, she suddenly heard a furious voice calling out, âYe Yao, stop right there!â
Ye Yao raised an eyebrow and turned around. She saw Ye Sui and He Wenwen standing there. He Wenwen was glaring at Ye Yao, as if fire was blazing in her eyes. She went forward angrily, extended her arm and slapped Ye Yao across the face!
He Wenwenâs aura was aggressive, but Ye Yao said very calmly, âHave a ball fly over and hit her hard.â
A football flew over from afar and landed squarely on He Wenwenâs face.. He Wenwen cried out in pain, âArghhh!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om