Chapter 103 — Fried Mushrooms and Gutter Oil: Begging for Recommendation Votes!!!! The Votes Are a Little Scarce, Dear Readers, Please Show Your Support!!!!

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Watching Wei Zhao walk out of the fitting room, Gu Mengyao felt her eyes light up...

Though she had long since revised her impression of him, Wei Zhao in a school uniform was already far more handsome than he had been in his old migrant-worker getup, but in a set of casual clothes he looked even more strikingly dashing.

Hmph, so this guy really was pretty handsome after all. No wonder he had such luck with women; even Qiu Lingshan went out of her way to hang around him. He was a real magnet for trouble. If she had known, she would never have told him to buy these clothes.

Gu Mengyao found herself torn.

"Wow, Sister Yaoyao, look how handsome Brother Jianpai is! He's more than up to being your Brother Jianpai this time, I guarantee it—he'll sweep the board!"

It just went to show that clothes really did make the man.

"How is it?" Wei Zhao had casually picked out two sets of casual wear. As for a suit—forget it. He felt that wearing a suit and trailing behind the two young ladies would make him look out of place, like some hired thug.

"Really ugly." Gu Mengyao yawned and glanced at him through sleepy eyes.

"Heh-heh..." Wei Zhao smiled and looked at Shen Yushu. "What do you think?"

"Me?" Shen Yushu looked awkwardly at Gu Mengyao and suddenly felt a little guilty. "They're... passable, I guess."

"Let's go with these, then." Wei Zhao took out the card Uncle Qing had given him and prepared to go swipe it.

"Let me. It was agreed that I was buying them for you." Gu Mengyao stood up from her chair before he could, and went to the counter to ring it up.

Wei Zhao shrugged. Since Gu Mengyao insisted, there was no need for him to argue over it. This wasn't exactly the moment to show off gentlemanly manners. The money in his card had been given to him by Gu Pengzhan, and the money in Gu Mengyao's card had also been given to him by Gu Pengzhan.

In essence, the two were the same. Whose card was swiped made no difference at all.

"We're done buying. Is there anything else you need?" Gu Mengyao asked Wei Zhao after swiping her card.

"I still want to buy a laptop," Wei Zhao said after thinking for a moment.

"Oh, a computer. Little Shu, isn't that computer at your house no longer being used? Why don't you let Wei Zhao bring it over and use it?" Gu Mengyao was a little tired. The mall didn't sell computers; to buy one, you had to go to the nearby tech building, and that was still a long walk.

"Okay." Shen Yushu didn't care either. Computers were the sort of thing that became obsolete quickly. For now, she was temporarily staying at Gu Mengyao's house, and there was a computer in her bedroom she could use. By the time she moved back home, it would be time to get a new one anyway. So she might as well put it to good use while it would otherwise be wasted, and let Wei Zhao have it.

Since both Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu had said so, Wei Zhao naturally had no objections. The three of them walked out of the mall together, and Wei Zhao glanced at the long line of cars waiting at the entrance to the underground parking garage. He thought Gu Mengyao was actually pretty decent. Earlier, she might not have been afraid of getting a parking ticket, but with her status, a single advance phone call to Uncle Qing would have made the mall free up a spot for her no matter how tight parking was—even if the mall's own boss had to go without one.

When they reached the public parking lot where they had parked earlier, Gu Mengyao took one look and handed the car key back to Wei Zhao. "You go get the car."

Wei Zhao took the key with a wry smile. The cars in front and behind—neither one had moved. In such a tiny space, Gu Mengyao naturally couldn't have gotten the car out.

But to Wei Zhao, it was no problem at all. Key in hand, he got into the car, shifted forward and back a few times, and the car nimbly slid out. Wei Zhao got out, then deliberately sat in the back seat.

Gu Mengyao was exasperated. "Are you still expecting me to be your driver?"

"But... I really don't have a driver's license..." Wei Zhao looked equally helpless. "What if I get locked up for fifteen days?"

Gu Mengyao was speechless. She thought to herself, with your relationship with Qiu Lingshan being what it is, who would dare lock you up? But she didn't say it. She huffily sat down in the driver's seat and started the car.

"Sister Yaoyao, are we going to eat fried mushrooms again today?" Not far from the commercial street was a snack street. Every evening, a crowd of food stalls set up there. Last time they had gone out shopping, the two of them had eaten there once, and Shen Yushu had been unable to forget one fried-mushroom stall. Even now, just thinking about it made her mouth water.

Gu Mengyao was just about to say "Sure!" when she thought of Wei Zhao in the back seat, so she turned her head. "Hey, are you coming or not? If not, I'll drop you off at home."

"I'm going. It's just eating, right? That's my specialty." Wei Zhao nodded with a perfectly straight face.

Gu Mengyao was a little speechless. In this world, there were people good at all kinds of things, but she had never seen anyone shamelessly boast that they were good at eating the way Wei Zhao did... She wanted to ask him whether, besides being good at eating, he was also good at taking a dump. But that didn't sound very ladylike, and remembering she was a girl, Gu Mengyao held it in.

"Ha, Brother Jianpai, we really are kindred spirits! I'm great at it too." Shen Yushu, on the other hand, was all excitement, as if this were fate itself.

Gu Mengyao truly didn't know what to say... How embarrassing. How utterly embarrassing.

"I love fried mushrooms. What about you?" Shen Yushu, who hadn't noticed Gu Mengyao's expression, chattered on excitedly with Wei Zhao.

"I like fried chicken strips," Wei Zhao said.

"Cough, cough..." Gu Mengyao really had reached the end of her patience. "Haven't you two ever heard of gutter oil?"

"I've heard of it, Sister Yaoyao, but what does gutter oil have to do with fried mushrooms?" Shen Yushu asked blankly.

"Urgh..." Gu Mengyao floored the gas pedal, and the S5 bolted forward. That was the only outlet she had left—she had been completely defeated.

Wei Zhao was just puzzling over this. Shen Yushu didn't seem like the kind of silly girl who wouldn't even understand the connection between gutter oil and fried mushrooms. But then he caught the faint, barely perceptible smile at the corner of her mouth, and he understood—she was doing it on purpose.

The snack street still had nowhere to park. Since parking wasn't restricted there, quite a few cars were scattered around in no particular order. Gu Mengyao frowned. Every time she went out, the thing she hated most was finding a parking spot.

In Songshan City, the number of private cars had grown at an astonishing rate over the past two years. What annoyed Gu Mengyao especially was that the number of private cars had only started suddenly surging after she got her driver's license...

"You park." Gu Mengyao got out of the car and said to Wei Zhao. "Little Shu and I are going to eat. Buy whatever you want for yourself. Don't worry about us."

"Oh." Wei Zhao got out unconcernedly, climbed into the driver's seat Gu Mengyao had just vacated, found a gap, and parked the car without blocking the road. As for Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu wanting to go off on their own, Wei Zhao wasn't surprised. After all, if he followed behind them while they ate street food, they wouldn't be able to let loose. Shen Yushu was already immune to him, but Gu Mengyao was very reserved, and Wei Zhao had no intention of ruining her appetite.

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