Sugar Mommy and Gigolo

Passive-aggressive.

There was also a hint of condescending scrutiny and arrogance.

The moment Su Rui saw him, he already knew who he was.

Gao Le, originally named Gao Jianjun, was twenty-five years old and from Liujiagou, Lianchi Town, Tongzhou City.

His family was no wealthy clan. On the contrary, they were an utterly ordinary family. The reason he could appear here was because he had found himself a rich older woman.

Simply put, he had latched onto a sugar mommy.

Ma Xiumei, the owner of this formalwear shop.

With his strong physique, handsome looks, and certain unmentionable "bedroom" skills, he had Ma Xiumei completely enthralled.

Ever since he started relying on Ma Xiumei, he had thoroughly escaped the doghouse of his origins, flew onto a branch, and transformed into a gilded "successful person."

More importantly, he knew Su Rui. Not only did they know each other, they were quite familiar.

That was before Su Rui turned eighteen.

They had attended the same high school.

They had even been classmates.

But their relationship had always been terrible.

It had started with a conflict.

Back then, Su Rui had also been one of the school's prominent figures in high school. Yet in this life, after graduating from college, he had blended into the crowd and become utterly obscure. Compared with Gao Le, who was doing very well, he naturally seemed quite down and out.

Now that they had run into each other at this luxurious formalwear shop, Gao Le was naturally full of himself.

"Heh... Gao Le, long time no see." Su Rui nodded. He could not be bothered to deal with someone like this. The temperament forged through billions of lifetimes made it difficult for him to take an opponent like this seriously.

He knew Gao Le had definitely come to pick a fight.

It was easy enough to understand. When you ran into a classmate who had always had the upper hand over you in school, but whose current circumstances were worse than yours, you would naturally develop a sense of superiority and want to step on him, venting the pent-up frustration of being suppressed for years during your student days!

Especially someone like Gao Le, who appeared generous but was in fact extremely narrow-minded.

"Old classmate! We really are fated!" Gao Le said with a broad smile as he strode over. Pretending to be very familiar with Su Rui, he jokingly asked, "What's this... Young Master Su, you're doing pretty well now! You can even afford to enter a custom formalwear shop. Looks like you don't have to live off subsidies anymore, huh?"

Su Rui expressionlessly rubbed the tip of his nose. The conflict between him and Gao Le back then had stemmed from a student aid subsidy.

"Mm, not bad..." Su Rui smiled brightly.

"Still putting on an act with me, huh?" Gao Le caught sight of the Rolls-Royce keys on the table, and his tone suddenly became exaggerated. "Oh my, not bad! You're even driving a Rolls-Royce now. You came with your boss, right?"

Gao Le spoke loudly on purpose, making sure the shop assistants and other customers in the store heard him.

He wanted to embarrass Su Rui.

"You're right. I'm a driver now." Su Rui did not argue with him much. Wasting words on an idiot was an unnecessary loss.

"You know, the world really is unpredictable... The ancients were right: after three days apart, one should look at someone with new eyes. You used to be so famous at school, yet now you've ended up as a driver." Gao Le looked rather excited, and his tone seemed to express regret for Su Rui's situation. "A person's fate can undergo a big change at any time!"

"Looking at how I was back then, who could have imagined that I would now own several villas, several sports cars, and three storefronts?"

Gao Le laughed freely and patted Su Rui on the shoulder. "Old classmate, if you have any difficulties, just tell me. In Tongzhou City, my name still carries some weight... Oh, right, are you happy working for your former boss? Why not come be my full-time driver? Thirty thousand a month, and you can name whatever benefits you want!"

"I'm quite satisfied with my current life." Su Rui naturally understood Gao Le's intentions and casually brushed him off.

What full-time driver, what name whatever benefits he wanted... Gao Le merely wanted to show off indirectly and humiliate him while he was at it.

But Su Rui truly did not want to trade insults with trash like Gao Le.

They were not on the same level.

What right did a kept gigolo have to be looked directly at by Su Rui?

A dog was barking furiously at a lion. Would the lion bark back at it?

At most, if it got annoyed, it would slap it and swat it dead!

Yet in Gao Le's eyes, this low-key attitude became proof that Su Rui was cowardly and lacked confidence. He became even more convinced that Su Rui was a driver.

"Hehe... Su Rui, you know what? You're really good at showing off!" Gao Le licked his lips and casually crossed his legs, inadvertently revealing the solid-gold Rolex on his wrist. He pointed at Su Rui's chest in the air. "You've already become a driver selling your wrist, so what are you still pretending to be? Some tough guy who won't bow for five bushels of rice?"

The dagger was revealed.

Gao Le had finally gotten on the right track.

He began venting the fear and dissatisfaction toward Su Rui that he had accumulated for years without any concealment.

Su Rui merely smiled faintly.

Tap, tap...

The sound of high heels rang out on the stairs. A middle-aged woman in her forties, draped in a shawl, came down with a frown.

She wore an enormous diamond ring, and her wavy long hair and makeup were somewhat heavy.

Though rather plump, she possessed a powerful aura. Compared to Li Ruobing, she had a little less sharpness and edge, but more steadiness.

The instant Gao Le saw the woman, he immediately trotted over like a dog, bowing and scraping.

The newcomer was none other than Ma Xiumei, the owner of this formalwear shop.

"Darling, why did you come down? Didn't you say that from now on, I'd manage the shop? You just need to relax and enjoy life..." Gao Le put on a big smile, his face full of fawning grins. He looked like an old eunuch beside the Empress Dowager in a Qing Dynasty drama.

The nearby shop assistants rolled their eyes disdainfully and quietly moved a little farther away from him.

"At the shop, call me Chairwoman!" Ma Xiumei looked slightly displeased. Glancing at the table in front of Su Rui, she asked, "Why hasn't the customer been served coffee or tea? Who is in charge of the rest area? Have the person responsible come see me!"

Gao Le hurriedly explained, "Chairwoman, I'm in charge of the rest area! This guy isn't a customer at all. He's just a driver who came with a client. I didn't think there was any need..."

"What the hell do you think?" Ma Xiumei gave Gao Le no face at all and jabbed him in the chest with a fist. "Anyone who enters this shop is our customer, no matter who they are. Not a single proper courtesy may be omitted! Go, bring over the tea and pastries!"