Huang Xiaojue was livid. "How do you know she doesn’t love anymore?"
Wan Donglin laughed heartily but offered no response.
I just know. Not convinced? Not only do I know, but she told herself—but why would I tell *him* that?
This was the first ti he had felt such a strong sense of superiority when facing Huang Xiaojue—all thanks to his identity as a ’boorish man.’ In Yan Xixi’s eyes, such a ’boorish man’ was considered a truly remarkable figure.
How exhilarating!
Huang Xiaojue was both shocked and furious. This was also the first ti his heart pounded with such alarm: Wan Donglin appeared utterly smug, as if he held so kind of super weapon.
What on earth was this super weapon?
Yet Wan Donglin, oblivious, only added insult to injury. "TSK, TSK, TSK. Huang Xiaojue, I never realized before just how lofty and unapproachable your family is. Let her go. Yan Xixi really isn’t good enough for you. You’re a fine young man, a pillar of society, a mainstay of the community. What kind of beautiful woman couldn’t you find? Why not let Yan Xixi go and choose a wealthy young lady your mother would approve of?"
Huang Xiaojue glared at him fiercely before turning and storming off.
Watching him retreat into the distance, the smile on Wan Donglin’s face slowly deepened. Ah, Huang Xiaojue, Huang Xiaojue, this ti, it’s really not you’re up against. Your mother stepping in is more effective than any two people combined.
Xu Xiaoya, who had been watching nervously from the side, finally allowed a look of sheer ecstasy to spread across her face. Rubbing her hands together, she was almost incoherent. "Young Master... Young Master... Thank you. Thank you so much!"
Wan Donglin gave a slight, gentle nod. "Where’s Xixi?"
Xu Xiaoya hesitated, unsure whether she should tell the truth. However, she decided to follow Yan Xixi’s instructions. "She’s gone traveling and didn’t say when she’d be back. Usually, if she doesn’t contact us first, we can’t reach her. I’m very sorry, Young Master."
"It’s fine. It’s good for her to get away and clear her mind."
Wan Donglin praised her inwardly. I really didn’t misjudge her. He had, of course, known Yan Xixi’s whereabouts all along; he had only asked casually to see if Xu Xiaoya would tell the truth. As expected, Xu Xiaoya was firmly on Yan Xixi’s side.
Friendships between won are often said to be fragile. But when a genuine bond exists, it’s stronger than diamonds. Though rare, encountering such a friendship is a blessing for a lifeti.
Xu Xiaoya was never rely Yan Xixi’s foil, nor just her lackey—rather, they were comrades who grew together, pushing each other to improve.
Only such friendships can remain strong and endure.
Xu Xiaoya had always felt a deep sense of gratitude towards Wan Donglin. In her eyes, he was like a god. If it weren’t for him, where would I be today? So, she bustled about very attentively, serving him tea. "Young Master, please have so tea."
Wan Donglin, taking a rare mont of leisure, strolled around the store, carefully examining the decorations and the arrangent of the shelves. Seeing that all the details were well executed, he inwardly praised her. Xu Xiaoya really is a diligent person.
He casually asked, "How’s business?"
"It’s alright. Better than we predicted, actually. Now that the weather’s hotter, people spend more ti out shopping. Many of them co into the store to enjoy the air conditioning and have a drink. While they’re looking around, a good number end up buying sothing. This was especially true last night when the power went out in the area. Loads of people ca in just to hang out. Xixi had us set up a big dispenser of chilled plum soup by the door to give away to passersby. HEH. We thought it would just be freeloaders coming in for the AC, but we actually sold over thirty basic handbags in one evening! That’s even more than we sold on May Day."
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