Crimson Shadow opened his phone, ready to call Gu Shaocheng, but Hua Hua snatched the phone from his hand. Casually placing his hand on Crimson Shadow’s shoulder, he said, "Don’t. I need to go back and soak in a milk bath, sleep comfortably, get a new hairstyle, and change my clothes. Look at — if my brother sees looking like this, he’ll laugh his head off!"
Looking like this?
Crimson Shadow’s lips twitched twice.
Maybe it’s Africa’s ferocious sun to bla, his skin certainly didn’t look as fair as it used to, but by no ans could he be mistaken for soone looking like that.
With healthy wheat-colored skin, he seed a bit thinner than six months ago, had neat short hair, wore casual clothes — cool and without those flashy accessories. The only flashy sunglasses and dazzling earrings were actually quite sophisticated — the latest high-tech items gifted to Young Master Hua by Ling Yin before they boarded the plane. With Ling Yin’s keen eye, it was definitely good stuff, and Crimson Shadow knew it well, but he pretended otherwise.
If you were to ask Crimson Shadow, in the re six months, could you see any earth-shattering changes in Young Master Hua?
Sorry, aside from a bit healthier skin and looking a bit thinner, he really couldn’t tell.
He seriously suspected that the money Mr. Gu poured into Young Master Hua was completely wasted because Young Master Hua was still the sa!
For instance, right now, Young Master Hua, who is the sa age as him, still walked down the runway steps like a major model, step by step, getting off the plane. Instead of going ho, he went to the counter first, bought a pile of top-notch skincare products, another dozen pairs of shoes, various accessories, swiped hundreds of thousands in one night, and used Crimson Shadow’s card.
Crimson Shadow: "I don’t have much money left on my card."
"Go to my brother for a reimbursent tomorrow, silly, look, I’ve given you all the receipts, reimburse! My brother is so rich he only has money left, don’t spare him! Why save, for what?"
Crimson Shadow’s lips twitched again: "Young Master Hua, it’s getting late, I have to go back and report?"
"I need to do a SAP! What’s the rush? Get a new hairstyle! You have no idea what kind of life worse than pigs and dogs I’ve been living these past months. Finally, from hell back to the human world, I want to soak up so vibes before going ho! Look at my arm skin, how dark it’s turned! I’m a country bumpkin returning to the city, see how the world has left behind by several streets, do you know how stifled I am? Do you know how many months it will take for my skin to recover?"
Hua Hua looked dissatisfied, and Crimson Shadow laughed, "Young Master Hua, your skin tone looks great now!"
He extended his hand and placed it next to his arm: "Compare with mine."
"Can I even compare with you?" Hua Hua stifled for a long mont, blurted this sentence, retracted his arm, huffed, and entered another store; wherever his hand pointed, the assistant followed, without even trying anything: "This, this, and that, wrap them all up for ."
Finally he pointed at Crimson Shadow, "Have him pay, ask him for the address, and deliver directly to my house!"
Crimson Shadow was silently screaming inside about how even with all Mr. Gu’s money, he couldn’t withstand such reckless spending, while he went over to pay up discreetly!
Honestly, having spent these years at Gu Shaocheng’s side, although he was a bodyguard, he never really had to serve anyone, mostly just playing gas and lazing around. He never had to lend a hand for anything; had he known serving Young Master Hua was such a difficult task, he should have refused early on. Why wasn’t Leng Tong doing this sort of thing?
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