“I heard your girl has been chasing one of the male models at the club lately.”
Fu Xiuyan froze for a moment. “What did you say?”
“You didn't know? That male model came to complain to me. He says she keeps ordering him and then doesn't pay.”
Fu Xiuyan rubbed his forehead. Were rebellious kids really this difficult?
*
Yu Xiangsi had recently taken a liking to a male model at the bar. He had long legs, a muscular build, and an adorable baby face.
Her best friend urged her to go after him. After all, it's easy for a woman to win a man over.
So Yu Xiangsi launched a full-on pursuit, sending flowers and gifts and ordering him every time she went to the bar.
“Are there any hidden charges?”
“If there are, I'll keep ordering you.”
The male model trembled. “Ms. Yu, we're really not right for each other. I'm six years older than you.”
“That's fine. I like older men.”
“Ms. Yu, Mr. Fu will be angry if he finds out.”
“That's fine. I'm not afraid of him.”
The male model was on the verge of tears. “I am...”
Intimidated by her, the male model reluctantly agreed.
A week later, Fu Xiuyan came to see her.
Then, after a swift flurry of blocking and deleting, Yu Xiangsi found herself dumped out of the blue.
Big tears rolled down her cheeks like a broken string of beads. Her eyes were red, and her tearful voice sounded both hurt and heartbreaking.
Fu Xiuyan opened his arms, inviting her to come in for a hug.
He rubbed the crown of Yu Xiangsi's soft hair. “Why are you crying?”
Her muffled voice came from his arms. “It's embarrassing.”
