Chapter 13: Sugar Daddy?!
Money… and a relationship of interest?
Zhao Yuheng didn’t want to understand, but he wasn’t stupid. The only thing that could be associated with these words was a sugar daddy arrangement.
It wasn’t that Zhao Yuheng was narcissistic—it was just that he had a previous experience to warn him.
His appearance and looks were extremely outstanding. When he first entered university, he had been secretly photographed by Hong Kong media and posted on Instagram, earning over a hundred thousand likes.
Later, the photos were reposted on Weibo, and his face alone once trended on the hot search.
Several wealthy young ladies in Hong Kong noticed him through these pictures, privately obtained his contact info somehow, and subtly offered olive branches.
“Sister has a bowl of soft rice to treat you.jpg”
At the time, Zhao Yuheng thought it was utterly ridiculous—he didn’t expect such a thing to happen to him.
Out of politeness for the young girls, his rejections weren’t harsh, but his stance was very firm. The girls eventually gave up after realizing Zhao Yuheng was completely unromantic.
Aside from a top-tier face and figure, he had nothing else going for him in terms of personality!
Could it be… that Shen Shuyi also had such an idea about him?
Zhao Yuheng froze for a second. But in the next, he immediately dismissed the thought.
Impossible.
Not to mention Shen Shuyi’s appearance—if he really intended to keep Zhao Yuheng as a sugar daddy arrangement, someone would definitely be taking advantage.
Considering the so-called financial relationship between him and Shen Shuyi—
How could a sugar daddy owe his lover fifty thousand?
Not to mention, that fifty thousand was compensation paid by Shen Shuyi to him!
The conditions didn’t fit at all.
Moreover, there was an unchangeable fact:
Zhao Yuheng himself was straight and had zero interest in men.
He had no idea what Shen Shuyi was trying to do.
Pinching his forehead, Zhao Yuheng felt he had gotten himself into a huge trouble.
If he had known he’d get tangled up with this young master, he might as well not have asked for the fifty thousand—he could have earned it with a couple more years of part-time work.
Looking up after glancing at Shen Shuyi again, he saw the young man had already run to the cherry blossom trees by the road to take photos.
Though this road was an internal campus path, many vehicles still passed by. Shen Shuyi was so focused on taking photos that he didn’t notice a private car brushing past him.
Zhao Yuheng quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him back: “Watch out for the car!”
Frowning, Zhao Yuheng asked, “Why did you run to such a dangerous place to take pictures?”
Startled, Shen Shuyi instinctively felt the seriousness in Zhao Yuheng’s tone, which reminded him of Shen Lu, and his usual confidence faltered. He stammered: “…The cherry blossoms there look prettier.”
After answering honestly, Shen Shuyi realized… something was wrong.
Why was Zhao Yuheng acting like he had authority over him?
And why was he answering so obediently?!
Shen Shuyi was about to retort when Zhao Yuheng spoke again, coldly: “You look good already. You’ll look good no matter where you’re photographed. No need to risk your life for the perfect shot.”
Shen Shuyi: “…”
Damn it. He wanted to get angry, but Zhao Yuheng’s words were so pleasant to hear!
Still, Shen Shuyi was cheered up by Zhao Yuheng’s comment—he was easily pleased, after all.
He quickly forgot the earlier unease and happily selected photos for his social media post.
The only regret was that his 24-million-yuan pink diamond hadn’t yet been turned into a brooch; otherwise, he would have brought it for photos today.
After posting, Shen Shuyi reminded Zhao Yuheng: “Remember to like my post later.”
Zhao Yuheng frowned: “Don’t you have plenty of likes already?”
He had seen that Shen Shuyi’s previous posts easily got thousands of likes.
Without looking up, Shen Shuyi said: “You’re different from them.”
Zhao Yuheng’s heart skipped a beat. Different?
Why?
Of course, the reason was: because you’re my cheap marriage partner! ^ ^
Shen Shuyi assumed Zhao Yuheng had added Shen Lu on WeChat. Only if Zhao Yuheng liked the post could his brother see it! Only then would his efforts today not be in vain!
After editing the photos, Shen Shuyi realized he was a bit hungry.
“Anything good to eat near your school?”
Zhao Yuheng instinctively thought of the cafeteria, but somehow felt it was better not to say it.
“What do you want to eat?” he asked instead, a universal question.
“Anything,” Shen Shuyi replied.
“Hotpot?”
“No.”
“Barbecue?”
“No.”
“…Japanese?”
“No.”
“French, pasta, Hunan cuisine, tea restaurant, Sichuan cuisine?”
“Not really in the mood for any of that.”
Zhao Yuheng: “…”
Patiently, Zhao Yuheng asked again: “Then what do you want to eat?”
Shen Shuyi paused, blinked innocently, and said, “I said anything.”
Zhao Yuheng: “ …”
He clenched his fists.
Finally, after narrowing down a hundred or so restaurants, the young master finally pointed to a Michelin restaurant, nodding slightly—tonight, this would be the one.
Wherever Shen Shuyi was, it wouldn’t be cheap.
After the meal, Zhao Yuheng’s bank balance dropped by 2,500 yuan.
Shen Shuyi was slightly embarrassed when paying the bill, but thinking of the culprit who had frozen his credit card, he felt only a little guilty.
He quickly reverted to his usual trick: “Just put it on the tab. Add it to the five hundred thousand later.”
Ah… thinking of the five hundred-thousand “fortune,” Shen Shuyi still didn’t know where the rest of the money would come from.
The joy from the 24-million-yuan diamond was completely gone.
As night fell, Shen Shuyi looked at the city lights outside and suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness.
He was still so young.
Hadn’t had many romantic experiences.
Yet he was about to sacrifice his entire love life for family honor!
Zhao Yuheng, after paying the bill, turned and saw the young master standing at the gate, looking as if on the verge of tears.
Shen Shuyi wore his emotions plainly on his face—so plainly that anyone could read him.
His mood was fragile, and his sadness overflowed. Zhao Yuheng, even if he didn’t want extra trouble, couldn’t just ignore it.
He approached and asked: “What’s wrong? Was dinner not good?”
To him, Shen Shuyi was just a spoiled child who would cry if the food wasn’t to his liking.
Shen Shuyi shook his head: “No.”
He looked at Zhao Yuheng, thinking sadly: How could you understand? You’ve gotten the precious Shen Shuyi in this marriage. And what have I gotten? Nothing… better not say!
People’s joys and sorrows aren’t shared.
“Better not say” asked again: “Then why are you crying? Missing grandpa?”
That was the only answer Zhao Yuheng could think of.
But it was wrong.
Shen Shuyi did miss his grandfather, but he could handle it—he wouldn’t be stuck in sorrow.
If grandpa were still alive, seeing him unhappy would make him even more worried.
“Not that either,” Shen Shuyi said wearily, reluctant to speak.
With the two standard answers eliminated, Zhao Yuheng furrowed his brows, clueless about the real problem.
After a few seconds, a new possibility formed in Zhao Yuheng’s mind.
But it was so absurd, he couldn’t believe it himself.
—Could Shen Shuyi… be sad because he didn’t want to part with him?
No. Impossible.
Zhao Yuheng expressionlessly dismissed that idea.
“You’re not crying because of me—” Zhao Yuheng began.
“Then why else?” Shen Shuyi rolled his eyes inwardly, thinking, Finally, you realize it’s my mess over you!
“… …”
“Why are you so shocked? Is it so strange that I’m crying over this?”
Shen Shuyi thought, Love is precious, freedom even more so.
He was sacrificing both love and freedom! Who would speak for him?!
Zhao Yuheng’s mood grew complicated: “… …”
Forget it, this stubborn, frustrating little master is impossible to deal with—it’s pointless to talk to him!
Shen Shuyi, annoyed, casually swung his bag onto Zhao Yuheng’s shoulder with a soft thud: “Carry this for me, I’m exhausted.”
Rubbing his shoulders, he walked ahead.
Fortunately, the restaurant wasn’t far from the parking lot. A few steps and they arrived.
At the Ferrari, Shen Shuyi noticed Zhao Yuheng hadn’t opened the car door for him.
Good. Impression minus 1-1-1-1-1-1!
Shen Shuyi turned and demanded: “Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and get in.”
He had forgotten to wipe away the tears from his earlier sadness. Under the dim streetlight, the moisture in his eyes shimmered.
Zhao Yuheng stood still. Shen Shuyi, unwilling to wait, opened the car door himself.
Unexpectedly, in the next moment, Zhao Yuheng grabbed his hand.
Shen Shuyi: ?
Zhao Yuheng seemed to have pondered for a long time, then finally said: “Don’t be sad. Let’s schedule a time.”
Shen Shuyi found it strange: Schedule a time for what?
Zhao Yuheng exhaled lightly: “Are you free next Monday? I don’t have class. We can meet again.”
Shen Shuyi: …?
No time, thanks.
And why did you suddenly invite me out to eat again?
