Chapter 18: It's not certain who will push whom down

Xiao Ming politely answered all of his questions.

"Uncle, how should a girl act to be liked by others?"

"Uncle, you look like someone who works out often; I'm also quite interested in fitness, and I often spend a long time at the gym when I have free time. Do you have a habit of outdoor exercise? Like morning jogs—we could go jogging together."

"Uncle, have I ever told you that you're especially charming, the kind of person who leaves an unforgettable impression at first sight?"

Lin Xiao Xiao kept talking to Xiao Ming without end, her eyes full of admiration; she was just short of pushing him down right there.

"Hehe, Xiao Xiao, do you really have a crush on my dad?" Yuchun poked Lin Xiao Xiao's elbow and asked with a giggle.

"Yeah, I just don't know if your dad would take a liking to me." Lin Xiao Xiao admitted openly.

Xiao Ming is really handsome and also very gentlemanly.

Earlier, she had hit his car, yet he didn't utter a word of blame—his aloof bearing and noble character.

Moreover, he's the father of her sister.

Tsk tsk, this arrangement is really perfect, exactly to her liking.

"Dad, say a few words to Xiao Xiao, why put on that unwelcoming face? After all, she's head over heels for you—look at how she gazes at you; she can't wait to throw herself at you."

Jingrou and Yuchun, the two sisters, teased from the side.

"Who will push whom down isn't certain yet!" Xiao Ming thought to himself; if his two daughters weren't here, he wouldn't be so passive.

After staying a while at the tea house, Yuchun suggested everyone go downstairs to the mall to browse, and they all left the tea house.

The three girls walked ahead, while Xiao Ming lagged behind to pay.

"Yuchun, your father looks well-off." Lin Xiao Xiao glanced back at Xiao Ming trailing behind, unable to tell what social class his attire belonged to.

But Xiao Ming could afford a Lincoln, his every gesture exuding a strong aura; Lin Xiao Xiao dealt daily with upper‑class society, and she sensed that Xiao Ming must be a formidable figure.

"You're overthinking it; my dad is just a chauffeur for his boss, that luxury car belongs to his boss." Yuchun explained, adding that her father's outstanding demeanor gave her friends that mistaken impression.

"I don't believe it." Lin Xiao Xiao said, full of doubt.

She hit that Lincoln; it must have been Xiao Ming's own car.

If he were merely a driver, he wouldn't have let her go without compensation—would he have paid out of his own pocket?

His nonchalant letting her go shows he has absolute authority; that car must be his.

"But my dad really is great—look at him, he's handsome and a total warm‑hearted guy." Yuchun praised her father, as if she had endless compliments.

As they chatted, they took the elevator down to the next floor.

Downstairs, the noise continued.

"What's going on over there?" Jingrou looked toward the source of the sound.

"Could a big shot have shown up?" Yuchun wondered.

The three girls were instantly drawn by the commotion over there, all heading toward the noisy scene.

However, they soon returned, out of breath, to Xiao Ming's side.

"I thought it might be some big celebrity—like a film emperor or empress, a popular flower‑dan—but it turned out to be the boss of International Trade Jade Capital." Yuchun muttered disappointedly.

"From the gossip around, the boss of International Trade Jade Capital, Zhao Dequan, is here to inspect—what a nuisance, making a fuss over nothing, causing such a commotion in the mall; he must just enjoy being the center of attention."

Lin Xiao Xiao chuckled and agreed: "Zhao Dequan is indeed a big shot; when he first entered the business world, he said his first pot of gold would be two hundred million."

"Oh wow, Zhao Dequan—he's the idol of my brother." Jingrou said regretfully: "But my brother didn't come with us; if he heard we'd met Zhao Dequan, he'd probably be heartbroken."

"Yun Zhe admires Zhao Dequan?"

Hearing that, Xiao Ming found it grating to the ear.

His son actually fawns over his business rival?

Indeed.

In some business projects, Xiao Ming and Wang Dequan have locked horns many times.

Although most of those encounters ended with Xiao Ming coming out on top.

"Huh? Jingrou? How is it you?" Suddenly, a girl dressed in designer brands appeared from the side, accompanied by several eye‑catching female companions.

Upon seeing Yuchun, she strutted over with an arrogant gait.

She gave Yuchun a disdainful look and said sourly: "Yuchun, are you still doing that headline‑grabbing livestreaming job?"

"You say Young Master Chen likes you so much, pursuing you in front of so many people—why won't you agree? You've made him miserable for a long time; what's the point of this?"

"Young Master Chen's fondness for you is your blessing—why act so ungrateful? Pretending to be a pure maiden?"

"If you agree to date Young Master Chen, you'll be living in luxury." The designer‑clad girl, who had never heard such reproaches, looked at Yuchun with eyes full of contempt.

"Tian Xinyu, if you can't speak properly, just shut up—good dog doesn't block the way, get out of the way." Seeing Tian Xinyu's haughty accusation, Yuchun flared up and replied coldly.

Tian Xinyu, initially just like Yuchun, sold goods via livestreaming, but she was more ambitious, quickly hooked up with wealthy people, and now lives a lifestyle where she wears designer brands whenever she goes out.

"You, Yuchun, who gave you the nerve to talk to me like this?" Enraged, Tian Xinyu glared at Yuchun with eyes that seemed ready to devour her.

"Huh? Isn't that Jingrou? You share the same mother—what strong genes, the whole family looks like beggars."

Tian Xinyu, haughtily, lifted her chin: "Look at my latest designer outfit—it's expensive. I reckon you'll never have money to spend; you're only fit to be a pauper."

Saying that, she shifted her gaze to Xiao Ming standing beside the two sisters.

She glanced at him and was stunned.

What a commanding presence this man has.

And he's so handsome.

But she soon noticed Yuchun's arm linked with that man's, and a sour feeling welled up inside her.

She stepped forward toward Xiao Ming.

"Hey handsome, aren't you Yuchun's new boyfriend? Why waste time on a country bumpkin? Dump her and be with me—I've got plenty of money and won't mistreat you."

Tian Xinyu stepped forward two paces, thrusting her figure toward Xiao Ming.

She struck a pose, preening.

However.

Slap— Xiao Ming actually flung a slap over, speaking indifferently: 'Just you? I find you stinky.'