Chapter 60 - You’ve Got the Wrong Person
Bigshot Gets Loved By All After Transmigrating Into A Book
Before Jiang Zeyu could finish his sentence, he heard Jiang Yu reply, âAlright.â
Jiang Zeyu slowly turned his head. âEh?â
Why did his sister agree so quickly?
Jiang Yu looked down at herself and gave her reasoning, âLooking at the way heâs dressed, his taste in clothes should be pretty good.â
Jiang Zeyu: ââ¦â
He maintained a polite but awkward smile.
By saying that, was his sister implying that his taste was not as good as Jiang Xingyiâs?
Although this was the truth, it was still a little hurtful.
He was a little sad.
Not much, just a little.
Jiang Zeyu had an expression that said, âIâm very sad, but I wonât say it.â Jiang Yu had already walked over, but Jiang Zeyu had yet to follow.
She pondered for a moment and said, âI know you donât like each other, thereâs no need to force yourself. Iâm just going to buy some clothes. After Iâm done, Iâm heading straight home. You can leave first.â
Jiang Xingyi: ââ¦â
Was he just a salesperson to her?
âNo!â
Jiang Zeyuâs expression changed immediately. âWho knows if what he says is true or not? I have to stay by my little sisterâs side and protect you!â
Jiang Yu was silent for a moment. âTo be honest, itâs not certain who will protect who.â
Jiang Zeyu: â⦠Come on Little Sister, letâs leave!â
It was like he suddenly remembered something not very pleasant, so he quickly changed the topic.
As a result of the few minutes of delay, the sales ladies in the shop managed to confirm Jiang Xingyiâs identity by staring at the only exposed part of him, his eyes.
From among them, a young lady walked up to the trio. Her ears glowed red as she said nervously, âBrother Xingyi, my name is Xingguang. I like you very much! Can you take a photo with me?â
Xingguang was the name of Jiang Xingyiâs fan.
Jiang Xingyi didnât say anything.
The young ladyâs courage didnât fade though. She said stubbornly, âBrother Xingyi, I really like you. Can you fulfill my request please?â
Jiang Xingyi lowered his voice. âYouâve got the wrong person.â
The young lady didnât believe him. âYouâre lying to me. You must be Mr. Xingyi!â
âHey, you really got the wrong person.â
Jiang Zeyu suddenly said, âHeâs my uncle. His voice is so low because he has a bad cold.â
âOther than the fact that he doesnât want to infect others, his face is also full of pockmarks. Heâs wrapped up tightly as not to scare other people while walking outside.â
The little girl was a little uncertain. âReally⦠Really?â
âOf course itâs true!â Jiang Zeyu said sincerely, âDo I look like a person who can lie?â
The little girl looked at his red hair and torn jeans, half believing, half doubting.
âHey, why would I lie to you?â
Jiang Zeyu walked to Jiang Xingyiâs side and tried to pull him, but Jiang Xingyi stepped aside and dodged him.
Jiang Zeyuâs expression didnât change. âYou see, only old people have such bad tempers. My uncle just has a good sense of fashion. Doesnât he look very young?â
The salesgirl was a little confused.
She looked toward her colleagues. The other salesgirls were also a little confused because of Jiang Zeyuâs words.
Could it be⦠Had they really mistaken him for someone else?
Knowing Jiang Xingyiâs temperament, he would not tolerate people calling him an uncle.
Jiang Zeyu felt at ease.
When Jiang Xingyi had threatened him earlier, he was being stupid. Jiang Zeyu had been a little intimidated by Jiang Xingyi.
If there was only him and Jiang Xingyi here, Jiang Xingyi wouldnât hesitate to do his worse to Jiang Zeyu. However, now that his sister was here, this might not happen.