Chapter 158 — Why Can't We? "Jingyi, I Took a Taxi and Don't Have My Wallet to Pay — Save Me, I'm at the Hotel Entrance..." Wu Chengtian, Afraid Sun Jingyan Would Hang Up on Him, Blurted It All Out in One Breath

Ha? At Wu Chengtian's words, Sun Jingyan nearly blossomed with joy inside.

You didn't bring your wallet? That's not it at all, is it? Your wallet is in Wei Zhao's hands!

But wasn't Wei Zhao's wallet in Wu Chengtian's hands? How could he have no money to pay? At that thought, Sun Jingyan put on an angry tone: "Wu Chengtian, don't play the thief crying 'stop thief' and put on that buffoon's little show. Wei Zhao's wallet was taken by you, wasn't it? And you say you have no money to pay?"

"That money, that money I tipped the doorman," Wu Chengtian said, and the mere memory of it made him feel thoroughly wronged.

"You think I'll believe that?" Sun Jingyan felt a wave of sheer delight. Serves you right for being so smug. How do you like it now? "I'm very busy. Let's leave it there. Goodbye!"

Sun Jingyan hung up without ceremony, then switched her phone off entirely and left Wu Chengtian to flounder as he pleased.

"Jingyi... Jingyi..." Wu Chengtian called out a few times. The line on the other end had already gone dead.

He hurriedly dialed again, and the receiver answered with a recorded voice: "The number you have dialed is switched off..." Wu Chengtian was beyond tears.

"Master, brother, pal, you saw it... my friend won't believe me," Wu Chengtian said with a bitter face.

"Stop pretending. I don't even know whether that call of yours went through or not, and here you are talking about tipping the doorman. Keep making it up, go on," the taxi driver said, his face full of contempt. "I've seen plenty of swindlers like you. Do you want to talk it over down at the station?"

"No, no, brother, then let me think again!" Wu Chengtian waved his hands hurriedly. To land in a police station over a trifle like this — if word got out that the young master of the Wu family couldn't pay his taxi fare, he would die of shame!

In all of Songjiang City, the only person he knew was Sun Jingyan... Suddenly Wu Chengtian remembered that his aunt and uncle seemed to have brought his grand-uncle here to see a doctor... But he had only just returned to the country and hadn't written down their cell numbers. If he had to call home and ask about a matter like this, he would probably lose face in a spectacular way...

At that thought, Wu Chengtian could only say: "Brother, look at this phone of mine, an iPhone 4. It cost four or five thousand when I bought it. How about I let you have it for the fare?"

"iPhone 4?" The taxi driver glanced at Wu Chengtian's phone. "Is that thing even real? A knockoff runs two or three hundred, and a secondhand one is worth a few tens of yuan at best!"

"Brother, it's the genuine article, take a look if you don't believe me!" Wu Chengtian handed the phone to the taxi driver...

The taxi driver fiddled with it for a good while, then nodded grudgingly. "I'll take your word for it. That'll do. Get out."

Wu Chengtian got out of the car bearing boundless humiliation. When had he ever fallen so low? Damn it, all because of that Wei Zhao kid — he would have to look into him properly and give him a taste of his own medicine. Some people, when they come to grief through their own fault, insist on laying the blame at another's door... Wu Chengtian was exactly that sort of man. He felt that if not for Wei Zhao, today's business would never have turned his relationship with Sun Jingyan so brittle, and he would never have forgotten his wallet because of it... Hmm? No, wait. When he had gone to the bar earlier, he had paid the taxi fare himself, and his wallet was still on him then. Could he have left it in the taxi in his haste?

At first, Gu Mengyao had been brooding over Wei Zhao's chatting up a mature woman, but after Wu Chengtian arrived, she gradually began to see what was really going on.

Wei Zhao had been dragged off by that woman to serve as a temporary shield! That let Gu Mengyao breathe easy, and at the same time left her secretly annoyed. What right did she have? You're my shield, and now another woman has hauled you away — what was that supposed to mean?

But Gu Mengyao still couldn't step forward and interfere, while Shen Yushu wore the look of someone enjoying a fine piece of theater, leaving Gu Mengyao no way out but to watch Wei Zhao perform...

When she saw that Wei Zhao had actually pocketed a thousand yuan in the end, she could not help thinking to herself: money-grubber!

"Sister Yaoyao, I've discovered that Brother Shield is really something!" Shen Yushu's observation was far keener than Gu Mengyao's. "That wallet in his hand — he lifted it off the man in the suit!"

"..." Gu Mengyao was speechless for a moment. "You certainly did observe closely. When we get home, make him hand it over to the collective! Confiscate the illegal proceeds of his moonlighting."

"Hehe, sure!" Shen Yushu nodded in agreement.

"Then it's on you to speak up." Seeing how eager Shen Yushu was, Gu Mengyao handed her the task.

"Huh?" Shen Yushu was caught off guard. "Me? Well, Sister Yaoyao, we haven't ordered anything to drink yet. We've been watching the fun this whole time. How about we drink something first?"

Once again Shen Yushu brought her special talent into play and steered the topic elsewhere.

"All right..." How could Gu Mengyao fail to understand what was in Shen Yushu's mind? But she had only been talking idly; that little bit of Wei Zhao's money was nothing Gu Mengyao would look at twice, and she had said what she said purely out of pique at him.

Even while spending the night guarding her, he had not forgotten to earn a bit of money on the side.

Shen Yushu raised a hand and summoned the waiter, ordering several drinks off the menu, all of them bearing baffling names. Neither of them had ever set foot in a bar before, and they had no idea whether any of it tasted good.

The waiter noted down what the two wanted, hesitating slightly — clearly Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu were first-timers in a bar, ordering with no rhyme or reason.

"Is there anything else?" Shen Yushu looked at the waiter in some confusion. Did one pay in advance here?

"Ladies, would you like someone to come and chat with you?" Seeing that the two were newcomers, the waiter ventured the question on the off chance — plenty of people came to bars looking for a male companion, after all.

"No need..."

"Sure!"

Shen Yushu and Gu Mengyao, one saying "no need" and the other saying "sure," left the waiter quite stunned.

"Sister Yaoyao, you..." Shen Yushu looked at Gu Mengyao in incomprehension, unable to grasp why she had asked for someone to chat with them. Wasn't that what people call a "duck"?

"Find us a handsome one!" Gu Mengyao instructed the waiter.

"Very good, please wait a moment." The waiter nodded and withdrew respectfully, thinking to himself that these two innocent-looking schoolgirls really had come for that sort of thing — you truly couldn't judge people by their looks...

Just like that ripe woman earlier... and now these two young ladies besides... The waiter only regretted that he wasn't a little more handsome; otherwise he would have taken the job himself.

"Sister Yaoyao, what did you call a handsome guy for?" Once the waiter had gone, Shen Yushu grew anxious. "Sister Yaoyao, you're not thinking of trying some special service, are you? No way — you're still young. What if you hemorrhage?"

"Xiaoshu!" The more wildly and the more smuttily Shen Yushu talked, the more Gu Mengyao could not stand it, and she rapped her on the head. "What are you thinking? Wei Zhao can go find himself a beauty — why can't we go find ourselves a handsome man?"

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