Why is This Troublemaker So Damn Rich?

*This Yang Hui is so naughty. Why are his hands roaming all over? But I can’t bring myself to hate him.*

*Oh dear, I’ll have to change my underwear when I get home today.*

Huang Lingyu’s mind raced with these stray thoughts as she swayed.

Smack!

She let out a small cry, her face flushing crimson. He had just slapped her on the rear, leaving a tingling numbness.

"Hurry up."

"Oh."

*That wicked Yang Hui... I really can’t take this much longer.*

*Forget it. Whatever. If I can’t escape it, I might as well close my eyes and enjoy it. The person whose lap I’m on is a high school classmate, not to mention a classmate of Zheng Lei’s...*

As she thought this, her body suddenly trembled like a plantain leaf in the wind, and she slumped against his shoulder.

Yang Hui moved his hand from her backside, picked up a hot towel, and wiped his hands.

"It’s a shame you’re not a streamer."

Huang Lingyu didn’t get it at first. But then she heard his mischievous laugh and instantly understood what he meant. Embarrassed, she leaned into his shoulder and gave him a light bite.

*This Yang Hui is such a rogue, but I have to admit, being with him is kind of fun.*

Clatter~

This time, something had fallen to the floor. Huang Lingyu took the opportunity to get off his lap and picked it up. It was a car key. The metal three-pointed star felt cool to the touch.

*Yang Hui drives a Mercedes? I wonder if it’s his or if he’s just a driver for someone else. No, it must be his. He can afford to spend money here—tens of thousands in one night. If he were just a driver, he clearly wouldn’t have this kind of spending power.*

*I can’t believe he’s so young and already so financially successful. I heard his family wasn’t well-off, so he must have done this on his own. He’s so much better than Zheng Lei. That mama’s boy is useless at everything. He used to rely on his family, and now that their business is doing poorly, he doesn’t even try to make something of himself. Instead, he just blames his family. What a loser.*

*They were in the same class, so how did he end up so far behind Yang Hui? No wonder Yang Hui was so popular with the girls, even back in high school.*

"Coming with me tonight?"

"Ah, no, I don’t do outcalls."

Huang Lingyu quickly shook her head. She really didn’t do outcalls. Besides, her client was Yang Hui. What if he recognized her?

"You’re misunderstanding me. I just want to talk with you all night long—discuss our dreams, talk about life."

*Who are you trying to kid? A man and a woman get a room just to talk about dreams and life? If I go with you, you’ll devour me whole. Besides, I should be trying to get away from you, not get closer.*

"I’m not much of a talker, and I’m not good at conversation."

"We could talk about the past. Fun stories from our school days, for example."

"Ah, I don’t really have anything interesting to talk about from my school days."

*As if I’d dare talk about school with you. All I want is to get out of here, fast.*

"How could that be? We had plenty of fun stories back then... Classmate Huang Lingyu."

A bomb went off in her head. Her eyes widened as she stared at him in utter disbelief, her mind a tangled, panicking mess. She was in such a state that she didn’t even notice when he slipped a hand inside the front of her top and began to squeeze her breasts.

*It’s over. It’s over. He recognized me. This is so humiliating. If this gets out, how will I ever face anyone?*

*If I don’t go with him, will he tell everyone? Is he threatening me with this?*

It wasn’t until a dull ache spread across her chest that she realized what his hands were doing.

She quickly grabbed his arm, her voice urgent. "Please, just let me go, okay?"

Seeing her so terrified was a bit amusing. Was he that kind of person? He never forced things.

His hands continued their ministrations as he leaned close to her ear. "Huang Lingyu, I’m just inviting you, not threatening you. Your old classmate is a man of principle."

*A man of principle? You’ve had your way with me from top to bottom. What am I supposed to do? I don’t know if I should trust him.*

"Yang Hui, tonight’s really not good for me. Can we meet up some other time, just the two of us?"

A delaying tactic. But saying they could meet another time didn’t sound like she was rejecting him outright. She was probably just worried he’d tell people she was working at a KTV.

If it was the latter, she was seriously overthinking it. What kind of person did she take him for? He, Yang Hui, would never do something so despicable.

Still, it was normal for Huang Lingyu to be worried. After all, she didn’t really know what kind of man he was.

He glanced at the time. It was already 11 p.m.

He pulled out his phone, opened his WeChat QR code, and said, "Add me. I’ll hit you up when I have time."

*So he really does just want to hook up. Whatever. I’ll add him for now, just to get through tonight.*

She added Yang Hui on WeChat, then heard him call for a hostess to bring the bill.

A moment later, the manager entered with a server. Including tips, the total for the night came to twelve thousand yuan.

After paying by scanning the code, he asked Sun Tao if he was taking Huanhuan home. The guy said there was no need; he’d just "taken care of business" in the bathroom and was probably spent for the night.

His candidness impressed Yang Hui.

A guy in his mid-twenties should be good for five rounds a night, right? How could one trip to the bathroom, whatever he did in there, take him out of commission?

"Alright, we’re done here!"

Once the bill was paid, he clapped his hands and stood up. Sun Tao and Huanhuan stopped being so clingy as well.

The hostess came over. "Honey, you helped me meet my quota by booking this room today. Let me treat you all to a late-night snack."

"It’s fine, it’s too late. Maybe next time."

They had just come from dinner and had then stuffed themselves with fruit; there was no way they could eat anything more.

Huang Lingyu didn’t want to go either. Faced with two high school classmates, she was afraid of her situation being exposed and had been trying to hide in the corner.

A few of the staff escorted them downstairs. The KTV had its own designated driver service.

Yang Hui tossed the keys to the Mercedes E300L to the driver. Through the dim yellow light of the parking garage, Huang Lingyu watched the black, metallic sedan. Its sleek lines radiated a low-key, solid presence in the darkness.

*The boy who used to ride a second-hand bicycle is now driving a Mercedes E-Class. The steering wheel is even wrapped in imported calfskin.*

The hostess leaned in and said to the driver, "Make sure you drive safely." Then she turned to Yang Hui. "Text me when you get home safely."

It was a tenderness she probably showed all her clients. Yang Hui gave a slight nod. He definitely wasn’t going to text her.

He took out his phone and sent the hostess a 1,000 yuan transfer via WeChat. He was very satisfied with the room arrangements she had made and wanted to give her an extra tip.

After a moment’s thought, he sent a 3,000 yuan transfer to Huang Lingyu as well.

After seeing them off, the hostess, Huang Lingyu, and Huanhuan were on their way back inside when Huanhuan remarked, "That Yang Hui seems really successful."

The hostess grunted in agreement, making a mental note to tag his contact information—he was an important client. She opened WeChat and saw the transfer notification, letting out a little gasp.

"He’s so generous! He gave me an extra 1,000 yuan. Quick, check yours."

Huang Lingyu opened her phone, and her eyes widened.

*A man like this... is truly charming.*

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