110 Mark Of The Martial God (1/2)
If one was going to lie then they needed to stick with it to the end! Otherwise they would just put themselves in an awkward situation.
”You naughty boy! Where did you learn this!” Mu Zi Xian teased as he poked Wang Yu's cheek.
”Shhhh… Let's just eat.” Wang Yu laughed.
Good habits were hard to pick up but bad ones were extremely easy to learn. Having faced so many dishonest NPCs in the game, Wang yu had long since learnt to deal with their kind. What's more, the members of the Quan Zhen Sect could have been said to be scum of society so what Wang Yu had just done was barely scratching the surface of what he had seen. If it had been Fearless or Spring Halo here instead, this poor fool might have already broken down in tears…
Although Mu Zi Xian and Zhong Yan Yan were very close, she did not feel that Wang Yu had crossed the line here.
Mu Zi XIan had already found Lei Jian unbearably pretentious, stuck up and disloyal to Zhong Yan Yan. One look at him was enough to know that he wasn't a decent man. Who knew what kind of shady business he engaged in!
Mu Zi Xian had no intention of watching her best friend be whisked away by scum like this. Of course, she definitely couldn't stand watching her beloved Wang Yu be slighted by him either.
To Mu Zi Xian, Wang Yu was her entire life. Watching him get insulted like that was too much for her to bear.
”Ha… Ha…” Lei Jian awkwardly laughed.
After being outplayed so badly by Wang Yu, Lei Jian spent the rest of the evening quietly eating his dinner.
After finishing the meal, Wang yu paid the bill and the four of them left the hotel together. Suddenly, as though itching for a fight, Lei Jian pointed at the Vespa and said: ”Brother Yu you should really think about getting a car! L City isn't that congested anyway.”
”It's fine. This is much better for the environment...” Wang Yu lightly replied.
”It's dangerous at night you know. Why don't I send the two of you home instead? My car...”
”BEEEEEEEP!!!!!”
Before Lei Jian had the chance to finish his sentence, a red Ferrari suddenly stopped at the entrance of the hotel and horned at them.
The sudden appearance of the Ferrari shocked all four of them.
The hotel they were at was located on the top of a hill, so only someone incredibly bold would drive a low car like a Ferrari here.
After the horn, the Ferrari drove up to them and lowered its window, revealing Yang Nuo's face.
”So that's where you were young master!” Yang Nuo smiled at Wang Yu as she removed her sunglasses.
”Little Nuo!” Mu Zi Xian greeted.
”En…” Wang Yu nodded.
”How could you just take the Vespa and go galavanting this late at night! Quickly get on with young mistress and I'll send you two home. I don't want the master to get mad at me...”
”Young master… Young mistress...” Lei Jian mumbled to himself. Staring back and forth between Wang Yu and Mu Zi Xian, he started to feel nauseous. A young master… Why was he even riding a Vespa then!!!
Although Mu Zi Xian wasn't used to being called young mistress, Wang Yu was incredibly familiar with these titles.
”How can I just abandon these? It's 800 you know!” Wang Yu replied. It was only natural for a man to place some sentimental value on something he had ridden before.
Wang Yu then turned around and said: ”How about this, Brother Jian can send us home and you can help tow the Vespa back!”
As he spoke, Wang Yu lifted up the Vespa which weighed a few hundred kilograms with one hand and placed it on Yang Nuo's front passenger seat.
”...”
Watching Wang Yu, Yang Nuo barely managed to hold back her tears. A small scratch on her car was more than enough to buy another one or two Vespas…
Looking at the beat up Vespa, Yang Nuo glared: ”Are you trying to freeze me to death?” The interior of a sports car was very small so the Vespa had almost torn a hole in the ceiling.