A super-rich tycoon? No, just call me the gentlemanly gigolo.

At nine o'clock on Sunday morning, Jiang Ye stood by the roadside and hailed a taxi: "Driver, K11 shopping mall."

The car drove off smoothly. He leaned back in his seat, watching the street scene rushing past the window, feeling a mix of emotions.

The last time I went on a date with a girl was probably during my sophomore year of college.

My roommate Fang Wei got a girlfriend. The girl was very enthusiastic and insisted on organizing a "dormitory social event," calling it "double happiness." She introduced one of her lively roommates to Jiang Ye.

He left home in the same way that day, with a little bit of anticipation in his heart.

After wandering around, drinking two cups of milk tea, and watching a movie, I received a message from Fang Wei when I got back in the evening, saying that the other person felt that "their personalities were not compatible".

Jiang Ye understood that the so-called incompatibility was nothing more than him being considered not generous enough.

He didn't mention Starbucks when we passed by while shopping, we chose an affordable restaurant for dinner, and we even used a group-buying coupon to see a movie.

For a young girl who yearns for romance, this kind of "pragmatism" probably equates to "stinginess" and "lack of romantic understanding."

It must be emphasized that Jiang Ye is by no means a petty person.

His current attitude towards Ye Cheng and Yao Yao shows that he is quite willing to spend money on people he approves of.

Back then, his monthly living expenses were only 1,000 yuan, which his mother had saved by scrimping and saving.

He didn't want to, and felt it was unnecessary to, overspend for the sake of so-called "face," thus burdening his family.

He felt there was nothing wrong with doing things according to the amount of money one has.

That being said...

After I finish playing in Yao Yao's Goddess Competition, I guess I can go home and give my mom a "super-rich" surprise.

Jiang Ye casually opened WeChat and glanced at the unread messages sent by Yao Yao.

Hug Valentine's Day? What is that?

Um......

Competing against a girl group sounds pretty exciting.

Although he has never been involved with girl groups, he has occasionally come across some, and he imagines that the show's effect will be explosive when it airs.

I wonder how much "sincerity" this girl with a score of 91 is planning to put in to win him over this time.

The car soon arrived at the K11 Art Mall.

Jiang Ye paid and got out of the car. Following the location sent by Ye Cheng, he walked straight to the huge "GG" sign at the main entrance.

From afar, he saw Ye Cheng waiting there.

Today she wore a light gray long wool coat, a cream-colored cashmere scarf, thick light gray tights, and black ankle boots. Her long hair was tied in a ponytail, swaying gently with her slight movements, exuding youthful energy.

Jiang Ye glanced at her legs subconsciously, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind—it seemed that ever since she met him, this girl had never worn pants, only pantyhose of various thicknesses and colors.

Ye Cheng also saw him, and greeted him with a smile, her hands behind her back.

Seeing his gaze lingering on her legs, she raised an eyebrow, deliberately stretched her right leg forward, and teased:

"Hey, Ono-kun, what are you looking at? You like it that much? If you like it... can I touch it for you? Anyway, given our relationship..."

She only meant to make a joke, but before she could finish speaking, Jiang Ye actually bent down and patted her calf without any hesitation.

"Hmm, the pants are of good quality, smooth and slippery, and they should keep you warm."

"Holy crap! You...you actually touched me!"

Ye Cheng had no idea that this guy was so shameless, daring to make a move in broad daylight, so she quickly pulled her leg back.

To cover her embarrassment, she quickly changed the subject, looking Jiang Ye up and down, her tone slightly puzzled:

"Speaking of which, Ono-kun, you're supposed to be a hidden millionaire, right? Why don't you ever bother to dress yourself up a bit?"

Jiang Ye put his hands in his pockets, looking nonchalant: "What difference does it make what I wear? As long as it's comfortable. I need to save my money for big things, like... giving a certain woman pocket money."

"Tch, alright, alright, I know you're so great. Come on, come on, don't just stand there, let's get down to business, I'll go buy you a phone!"

As she spoke, Ye Cheng naturally reached out to pull his arm and walk into the mall.

Jiang Ye stood still, then flipped his wrist and grasped her outstretched hand, pulling her closer with a slight force:

"Wait a minute! You called me so sweetly in the video yesterday, now that we're in person, shouldn't you show it to me again? Come on, call me 'husband' and let me hear it."

Ye Cheng's face flushed red. She remembered her repeated "husband" yesterday, and her toes clenched tightly in her shoes.

She tried to pull her hand back, but failed. So she grabbed Jiang Ye's sleeve with her other hand and dragged him towards the mall entrance like a sack of potatoes, muttering rapidly under her breath:

"Oh, honey, honey, honey! Are you satisfied now? Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up! So many people are watching!"

Seeing her anxious expression, Jiang Ye smiled inwardly.

This woman probably wanted to brush it off with a perfunctory approach to lessen the awkward and ambiguous atmosphere.

but......

How can that be? What's so embarrassing about calling someone "husband"?!

Jiang Ye tightened his grip, pulling Ye Cheng even closer.

He dropped his joking expression, his gaze becoming deep as he stared intently at Ye Cheng's slightly widened eyes. Lowering his voice, he spoke slowly in a magnetic, bubbly tone:

"Yes, I heard you. Honey, my wife."

This sudden, heartfelt attack was incredibly powerful. The moment the words left his lips, even Jiang Ye himself got goosebumps and shivered violently.

Ye Cheng, on the other hand, froze. A current of "greasiness" shot from the soles of her feet straight to the top of her head. Her toes inside her shoe instantly curled up like an excavator, digging out a three-bedroom apartment on the spot.

Filled with shame and anger, she punched Jiang Ye on the shoulder: "Ouch! Are you kidding me?! That's so cheesy! Let's go! Let's get out of here! People are really looking!"

This time, Ye Cheng used almost all her strength to drag Jiang Ye, who was still trying to maintain his composure, into the mall.

As one of Shengtian's most upscale shopping malls, K11 boasts an artistic and modern interior design, with a spacious atrium, staggered floors, and a dazzling array of luxury brands, making the air smell of money.

Ye Cheng asked a few questions at the service desk, then pulled Jiang Ye straight to the Huawei store.

She didn't know what kind of phone Jiang Ye liked, but considering that he had used a Huawei nova series phone before, buying the latest flagship from the same brand couldn't be wrong.

The store was quite crowded, with various mobile phones and tablets displayed on the shelves.

The sales assistant was very enthusiastic towards customers who looked like a young couple, and gave them a detailed introduction to the various features of the Mate 80 Pro.

The whole process went exceptionally smoothly, except when Ye Cheng took out her phone to scan the code and pay, the sales assistant couldn't help but glance at Jiang Ye again.

Jiang Ye noticed her gaze, but he didn't bother to pay it any mind.

He watched with a smug look as Ye Cheng paid, took the new phone, removed the SIM card from the old one, and inserted it into the Mate 80 Pro's SIM card slot.

Upon powering on, the smooth animation, clear screen, and blazing-fast operating speed made him feel incredibly comfortable.

It feels great to upgrade from a slingshot to a cannon!