My Wife's and My Birthday

After watching the little Tiger Girl pull the young master away and disappear through the doorway, everyone froze for a moment. Then, many people simultaneously let out a wail of despair. During their enthusiastic ordering, they had already far exceeded their financial capabilities. This meal, once consumed, would bankrupt them.

Some, however, felt fortunate that they hadn't had a chance to order yet and immediately got up and hurried away. A crowd surged towards the exit, just as they had arrived, truly coming and going in a hurry.

As for those who had already ordered, seeing the hurried exodus, they thought of a plan: simply leave. After all, the food hadn't been served yet.

When one person left, it prompted others to follow. Soon, the Xiao Ya Xuan, which had been full moments before, became completely empty. Some people who were already dining even skipped paying their bills, blending into the crowd and escaping.

These people were dining and dashing. Furthermore, although the ordered dishes hadn't been served, the kitchen had already begun preparing them. The extent of the losses incurred in this process was unknown.

Because of this, the owner of Xiao Ya Xuan collapsed. He regretted his greed for small gains, losing a watermelon for a sesame seed.

The Thirteenth Young Master Ye, our young master, the protagonist, was unaware of all this. He was currently wandering around with the little Tiger Girl, looking for things to buy and squander. Of course, before that, he had casually found a roadside stall and eaten the Fish Ball Thick Noodles he desired.

Although he was an extremely extravagant spendthrift, he possessed no aristocratic airs. Eating at roadside stalls was a common occurrence for him.

Perhaps it was because he had no concept of airs or the differences between himself and ordinary people. Furthermore, those around him had always protected him, shielding him from any harm.

Just like the little Tiger Girl beside him now, whom he called Tiger Girl. Every time they went out, she not only had to prevent him from being swindled but also protect his personal safety, never leaving his side. It had been like this since childhood, compensating for some of the Thirteenth Young Master Ye's shortcomings, both intellectually and in terms of combat prowess. For the past five years, Tiger Girl had accompanied the Thirteenth Young Master, acting as a maid, a bodyguard, and sometimes even a family member.

Perhaps, more often than not, she played the role of a childhood sweetheart, a picture of innocent affection.

On the street, the Thirteenth Young Master walked slowly, looking at the rows of shops on either side. He was considering which one to enter. At that moment, a sign above his head loosened and fell, hurtling directly towards his forehead.

"Crack!" Tiger Girl leaped up, her whirlwind kick sending the sign flying. Afterward, she acted as if nothing had happened, continuing to chat with the Thirteenth Young Master.

Similarly, the Thirteenth Young Master was completely oblivious to the event and continued his enthusiastic pursuit of extravagance.

Countless similar situations had occurred. Of course, this wasn't to say it was intentional; they were merely accidents. Each time such an accident happened, it was resolved by Tiger Girl without the Thirteenth Young Master's knowledge. Tiger Girl never shouted warnings like "Be careful" because she felt it was unnecessary.

"Young Master, we need to go home early today. We have to go to the Imperial Palace tonight," Tiger Girl reminded him.

"I know. This year, we're going to my wife's place to celebrate our birthdays," the Thirteenth Young Master said. His speech had improved significantly; he no longer needed a long time to formulate his thoughts as he did before.

"It's good that you remember. Then we'll shop for another hour, and then we'll head back," Tiger Girl set a time limit for the Thirteenth Young Master, the maximum she could offer.

Wife…

The term made Tiger Girl feel a bit strange. She understood the Thirteenth Young Master best and knew he had no real grasp of what a wife truly meant.

Speaking of his wife, she was the Imperial Princess with whom he had a marriage arrangement. Oh, wait, she was no longer a little princess. She was no longer the youngest; she already had sisters, and not just one.

Now, she was known as the Seventh Princess, or simply the Seventh Princess for short.

The Thirteenth Young Master seemed unaware of the Seventh Princess's name. He only knew she was his future wife, a fact he had been told by others.

Since the Seventh Princess shared the same birthday as him, their birthday celebrations had always been combined. The celebrations alternated between the two families. If the Ye Family hosted one year, the Imperial Palace would host the next, and vice versa.

Today was his birthday, and he was using it as an excuse to go out and spend lavishly. However, so far, he hadn't found a place to do so.

"Oh, right. Since it's my wife's birthday, I should buy her a birthday gift. Let's go to the auction house," the Thirteenth Young Master suddenly remembered. Tiger Girl and Long Anqi had both told him that one must give gifts on a girl's birthday.

However, he only knew that he had to give a gift; he had no idea what kind of gift to give or what kind of gift girls would like. Because of this, he wasn't going to jewelry stores or clothing boutiques, but heading to the auction house. He wanted to buy the most expensive items.

For him, it was about buying expensive things, not choosing the right ones. The auction house was a place he was very familiar with, naturally because he frequented it.

"Thirteenth Young Master, you're here! Someone, immediately escort Thirteenth Young Master to the VIP room." As soon as the Thirteenth Young Master entered the auction house, the person in charge appeared before him, greeting him with great enthusiasm.

"Who is this noble young master? Why does our manager look like he's seeing his own father?" a newcomer, clearly new to the establishment, asked.

"That's right, you could say he's like a father. This young master is essentially our biggest patron. He is the Thirteenth Young Master Ye. Every time he visits our auction house, he gets into bidding wars, and he's never lost once," an "old-timer" replied.

"Never lost once? How is that possible? Don't other people dare to compete with him?" the newcomer asked again.

"It's not that they don't dare to compete, but that no one can win against him. This young master never gives up on what he wants. No matter how high you bid, he can bid higher."

"In that case, if someone deliberately drives up the price against him, wouldn't we get rich?"

"Your thinking is too naive. Who is he? The Thirteenth Young Master Ye. If someone deliberately inflates the price for him, they will surely offend the Ye Family. While the Ye Family can't do anything about this young master, they can certainly do something about others. Of course, you can 'compete' with him, as long as you don't go too far."

"Oh, I see."

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