Which Bastard Tricked You into Going!!!!

Zhu Wen escorted Yu An back to his room. Before leaving, Yu An asked Zhu Wen to help him buy materials for making phone cases.

He had prepared the list earlier.

Zhu Wen glanced at it, frowned, and respectfully replied, "All right."

He did not understand, but he did not ask.

His professional standards were impeccable.

Yu An took out his phone. "Let's add each other on WeChat. I'll transfer the money to you."

Zhu Wen paused before saying, "There's no need, Young Master Yu An."

"If you won't take the money, then I won't have you buy them for me." Yu An reached out to take back the list.

He had already made money through unscrupulous means. He could not take advantage of someone even over a small favor like buying materials.

His gaze was calm, without enough emotion to reveal whether he was pleased or angry, but Zhu Wen could sense his stubbornness and had no choice but to change his answer. "All right, then."

The two added each other on WeChat.

When transferring the money, Yu An entered 1,000 and stopped.

Over the past week, he had already learned about this world.

Other than being somewhat more extravagant, it was not much different from his original world, and the prices were similar as well.

It was only three phone cases. A thousand was more than enough to buy the best materials.

But when asking someone for help, he should thank them.

Yu An deleted three zeroes and added the digits 500.

Zhu Wen was as tall and broad as He Li'an. With a casual glance, he could see Yu An's pained expression and hesitant movements.

He almost laughed.

But his professionalism made him hold it in.

"I transferred it." Yu An looked up at him.

Zhu Wen pretended he had only just noticed that Yu An had transferred 1,500.

"Young Master Yu An, you transferred too much."

Before becoming a butler and receiving support from the He family, he had endured a long and difficult period of survival, so he understood the living costs of ordinary people.

"The extra money is payment for your trouble."

Yu An looked utterly sincere, making it difficult for Zhu Wen, whose annual salary was five million, to refuse.

He gave a slight nod. "Thank you, Young Master Yu An."

Once Yu An closed his door, Zhu Wen turned to leave, unable to stop the corners of his lips from lifting.

Young Master Yu An had a cute side too.

He pressed the elevator button. When the doors opened, his smile froze, and he dipped his head slightly. "Young Master."

"Come in." He Li'an glanced in the direction behind him.

By the rules, servants could not ride the same elevator as their masters.

But if the master permitted it, they could.

Zhu Wen stepped inside and asked He Li'an which floor he wanted.

As the elevator doors closed, He Li'an asked casually, "Yu An went back to his room?"

"Yes." Zhu Wen stood in the corner against the wall, with a strip of lined paper sticking out of his pocket.

It looked like a page torn from a notebook.

Zhu Wen was an excellent butler who pursued perfection in every aspect.

Even if he needed a note to record something, he would only use exquisitely customized paper.

He Li'an's gaze returned to Zhu Wen's face. "You two got along well?"

He had not missed the smile on Zhu Wen's face when the elevator doors opened earlier.

Zhu Wen considered He Li'an's tone and explained, "Young Master Yu An asked me to buy some things for him, and he also transferred an extra five hundred as a tip. I think Young Master Yu An is a very good person."

He Li'an frowned. "You took his money?"

Zhu Wen said, "I refused, but Young Master Yu An said that if I did not take the money, he would not have me buy the things for him."

"You really wanted to buy things for him?" He Li'an shot him a glance. "This is the first time I've seen you so enthusiastic toward one of my guests."

Zhu Wen vaguely detected a hint of jealousy.

"Then why don't you buy them for him, Young Master?" As he spoke, he took the list from his pocket and tentatively handed it to He Li'an.

He Li'an took it without a second's hesitation.

Zhu Wen: "..."

This was also the first time the young master had been so proactive.

He Li'an glanced over the list, folded it neatly, and put it into his pocket. "Transfer the money to me too."

Zhu Wen said, "All right."

The elevator doors opened.

He Li'an did not move, so Zhu Wen did not feel it was appropriate to leave first either.

After waiting two seconds, Zhu Wen asked in confusion, "Young Master, you...?"

"The money."

"Ah? Oh. All right."

As he transferred the 1,500, the young master's eyes remained fixed on him, as though worried he might embezzle the money and deny it.

He Li'an checked it, and only after confirming that it had arrived did he stride out on his long legs.

Zhu Wen stood quietly for two seconds, then smiled again.

He had said Young Master Yu An had a chance.

He was the person in the world who understood the young master best.

The young master and Young Master Yu An were the perfect match!

"Yay."

When Yu An woke up in the morning, he saw unread messages on his phone.

He could guess that they were from Song Yuechi.

Because there were only three people in his contacts: He Li'an, Zhu Wen, and Song Yuechi.

But he still looked forward to them.

[Song Yuechi]: You had a couples' set meal with someone???

[Song Yuechi]: Damn it! Which bastard tricked you into going!!!!

[Song Yuechi]: Why aren't you replying! Did that bastard take you to get a room after dinner???

[Song Yuechi]: You can't! Absolutely not! You're still a baby!!!

[Song Yuechi]: [Scumbag and his entire family will be executed.jpg]

Those text messages were so noisy.

Just like Song Yuechi himself, brimming with energy.

[Yu An]: I fell asleep last night.

Four text messages and one sticker.

The only thing he could reply to was the first half of the third text message.

The timestamp showed they had been sent at one thirty in the morning.

The book said that one to three in the morning was good for nourishing the liver, so he went to sleep on time every day.

After waiting a few minutes, Song Yuechi still did not reply.

Yu An guessed that Song Yuechi had not woken up yet.

A red "3" appeared over the Discover tab at the bottom.

Yu An happily tapped it open and found one like and two comments.

[Song Yuechi]: A couples' set meal?????? With who??????

[Zhu Wen]: [Thumbs up]

Song Yuechi had not liked it. Only Zhu Wen had.

Yu An was a little unhappy.

He had liked Song Yuechi's post, yet Song Yuechi had not liked his.

In a huff, he did not reply to Song Yuechi's comment and only sent Zhu Wen a reply: [Smile]

Yu An often thought about many things while looking in the mirror.

As he brushed his teeth in front of the mirror, his thoughts wandered until he remembered asking Zhu Wen to buy materials for him.

So he walked out of the bedroom, took out his phone, opened Zhu Wen's Moments, and liked the pinned post Zhu Wen had shared about the Royal Butler Academy anniversary celebration.

When asking someone for help, he should be more polite.

After changing clothes, he struggled to tie his tie properly.

He Li'an had tied it for him yesterday. He remembered the steps, but after tying it, he found it was not as neat or good-looking as the one He Li'an had tied.

Yu An untied his tie and took it out to find He Li'an.

At one end of the corridor was an open lounge area, where He Li'an stood with his tall body leaning against the railing.

He held his phone in one hand and looked down at it, his expression somewhat strange.

Yu An called out, "He Li'an."

He Li'an looked up, slipped his phone into his pocket, and a faint smile appeared on his face. "Morning."

Yu An noticed that he did not correct him for calling him "Senior," and the way he put away his phone seemed deliberate, as though he was afraid someone might see something.