Wen Shaoyu looked as though he had discovered a whole new world. A mischievous smirk curled his lips as he moved even closer to Zheng Yan Che's ear, his voice airy. "What's wrong? Don't you like it, big brother?"
Against a menace like Wen Shaoyu, an honest man like Zheng Yan Che could only ever be bullied.
Zheng Yan Che's lashes trembled. He drew a deep breath and pretended not to hear him, politely declining the girls' request.
He wasn't a celebrity, and he had no interest in being on camera.
"It's fine, it's fine! We were being presumptuous!"
Neither girl showed the slightest disappointment at being turned down. Their eyes were filled with the delight of getting to ship a couple in person.
It wasn't just them. All the gazes along the street that Zheng Yan Che had initially drawn were now tinged with excitement.
If one handsome man could make them restless, two men who looked so intimate together could only set them screaming inside.
The two girls promptly said goodbye and left, only to run to a corner and hug each other, releasing the excitement they had been holding back.
Girl! This trip to Lincheng was worth it!
Wen Shaoyu draped an arm around his shoulders and led him toward the Maybach at the curb. He opened the passenger door and tipped his head. "Get in, big brother?"
Zheng Yan Che had long known how wicked he was, but he had never imagined he could be such a bastard. He stood motionless in protest.
Restraint wasn't in Wen Shaoyu's vocabulary. "Want me to carry you?"
Zheng Yan Che: "..."
Get lost.
He had come out at three in the afternoon. After all that running around, the sun was sinking in the west. Wen Shaoyu turned the wheel