The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Jian Yi looked at the almost untouched breakfast in front of Su Yang, feeling a little uneasy. His white hands held the chopsticks, but he didn't put the food into his mouth for a long time, and his eyes were attracted by the excitement around him.

She pursed her lips gently and whispered, "Are you... not used to the food? How about we go to another place later?"

Su Yang was watching the uncle at the next table eating fried dough sticks by dipping them into tofu pudding. Upon hearing this, he turned around abruptly with a playful smile on his face:

"How could that be! I'm just appreciating delicious food. Look how authentic this tofu pudding is." As he spoke, he picked up a vegetable bun, opened his mouth wide and took a big bite, and said incoherently, "Delicious! It smells so good!"

He ate very fast, his cheeks bulging like a little squirrel hoarding food. Jian Yi looked at him wolfing down his food, and his heart slowly relaxed. He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

After a lively breakfast, the two of them got into a fight when it came time to pay the bill. Jian Yi was quick and took out his wallet to pay, but Su Yang grabbed his wrist.

"I'll do it, I'll do it!" He had already taken out his phone with his other hand. "I agreed to treat you to breakfast, so how can I let you pay for it?"

"No, you just gave me a gift..."

"A gift is a gift, and breakfast is breakfast, they are two different things!" Su Yang pushed her hand aside, quickly scanned the code, and raised his phone to the boss, "Pay!"

Jian Yi looked at his smug look, chuckled and glared at him. After leaving the breakfast shop, the cool breeze of the early morning blew away the heat in his body.

Su Yang suddenly said, "School starts tomorrow. Let's go shopping downtown today? Buy some things for school?"

Jian Yi was stunned. She really needed to buy some clothes to change into. The old clothes she wore to school were wrinkled after washing. She was embarrassed to wear them to school. She nodded: "Okay."

"Then let's go," Su Yang turned around to lead the way, but was stopped by Jian Yi again.

"Wait, taking a taxi is too expensive, let's take the bus. There is a bus stop at the intersection ahead."

"Why take the bus?" Su Yang grabbed her and shook the car keys in his hand. "I drove here."

Jian Yi's eyes widened: "You drove here? Where can I park here?"

She subconsciously turned her head to look around. The narrow alley was crowded with vendors setting up stalls, tricycles selling vegetables were parked in a haphazard manner, several unleashed dogs were chasing each other, and there were children chasing and playing on the side of the road.

The ground was full of potholes, and you could see fruit peels and paper scraps from time to time. It was hard to even drive a car in, let alone a parking space. "It's so messy here, where can I park my car? What if it's scratched by a child..."

"Don't worry," Su Yang waved his hand, "I'm worried about this too. I couldn't find a parking lot just now, so I parked my car at a nearby car wash. Now that we've finished breakfast, the car wash there should have been completed."

Jian Yi heaved a sigh of relief and followed him to the car wash. As soon as he turned the corner, he saw a group of people gathered in front of the store from afar. There were men, women, young and old, craning their necks to look inside and chattering about something.

When I got closer, I could see clearly that there was a black car parked in the middle of the crowd. Its lines were as smooth as a pool of condensed ink, and it was shining coldly in the morning light. The car was obviously very valuable, and even the patterns on the wheels were exquisite, which was out of tune with the gray surroundings.

"Oh my god, is this a Pagani? I heard it costs over 100 million!"

"That's right! This is the first time I've seen a real car in my life. It's even cooler than on TV!"

Several young people were holding up their cell phones and taking pictures. A young man in a T-shirt couldn't help but reached out to touch it, but the girl next to him patted the back of his hand and said, "Don't touch it! If you break it, we can't afford the compensation even if we sell ourselves!" The young man realized it later and quickly retracted his hand.

Jian Yi was stunned and pulled Su Yang's sleeve: "This... is this your car?"

Su Yang nodded: "Yes, this is the gift my father gave me and my brother on our birthdays, one for me and one for my brother."

He waited until the group of people had finished taking pictures before pulling Jian Yi over. Just as he was about to open the car door, the young man who wanted to touch the car just now suddenly stopped him with a "you are so brave" expression on his face: "Brother, don't do anything rash! I was stopped when I wanted to touch it just now, and you still want to open the door?"

The people around him also echoed: "That's right, this is a luxury car, we can't afford to pay for it if it's damaged!"

Su Yang couldn't help but laugh: "It's okay, this is my car."

"Yours?" The young man rolled his eyes. "You are bragging. This car is worth hundreds of millions. Can you afford it?"

As they were arguing, the owner of the car wash came out, wiping his hands. He was a talkative man. When he saw Su Yang, he shouted, "Boss Su, the car is done. Do you like it?"

The group of people instantly fell silent, their eyes wide open as they watched Su Yang open the car door and get in. He then leaned out and waved at Jian Yi, "Get in."

Jian Yi was stunned for a long time before he urged her to get on the passenger seat. The moment the car door closed, she seemed to still hear the sound of people gasping for air outside. The car drove away smoothly, and in the rearview mirror, the group of young people were still standing there stupidly, their mouths open so wide that an egg could fit in them.

The car drove into the city, high-rise buildings were springing up like bamboo shoots after rain, and the glass curtain walls reflected the dazzling sunlight. Su Yang turned the car into an underground parking lot with familiarity and found a spacious parking space to park.

When she pushed open the car door, Jian Yi's hand was still holding the strap of the canvas bag. She had been keeping her back tense all the way here, fearing that she would damage any of the delicate decorations in the car.

"We're here." Su Yang unbuckled his seat belt and smiled at her. "I come to this mall often. The things in it are pretty good. I should be able to pick out something you like."

Jian Yi followed him into the elevator, and when the door slowly closed, she secretly looked up. The mirrored wall reflected her washed-white cotton skirt, which formed a sharp contrast with Su Yang's refreshing white T-shirt, and her cheeks became hot involuntarily.

The elevator was rising very quickly, and before she had time to calm her heartbeat, she heard a soft "ding" sound and the door opened.

The scene before her made her hold her breath for a moment.

A crystal chandelier hung from the high dome, and the fragmented light fell down, illuminating the entire hall. The mirror-like marble floor could reflect people's shadows, and there was a faint fragrance in the air, which was completely different from the fireworks in the breakfast shop.

What surprised her even more was the elevator next to her. She had seen many ordinary ones, but this was the first time she had seen one that could turn. It stretched upwards section by section, like a long, glittering silver dragon, carrying people slowly. She was so stunned by the sight that she forgot to move her feet.

"Let's go." Su Yang pulled her arm and led her to the women's clothing area.

The shops on both sides had exquisite facades, and the models in the windows were wearing bright and beautiful clothes. Jian Yi couldn't help but glance at the price tags of the shops next to him, and his breathing suddenly stagnated.

It was a seemingly ordinary long-sleeved shirt, but the price tag had a long string of zeros after it. She counted them and found that it cost ten thousand yuan.

Ten thousand yuan.

This number hit her heart like a stone. She remembered her mother getting up at three in the morning every day, pushing a food cart to sell food on the streets, working hard in the sun and wind, and saving money for half a year to save so much money. But here, it's just a long-sleeved shirt.

"How about this one?" Su Yang picked up a light yellow dress and tried it on her. "The color suits your skin tone."

Jian Yi's eyes fell on the price tag, his throat tightened, and he shook his head: "I don't like it very much."

"What about this one?" He changed into a light blue T-shirt. "It looks pretty comfortable."

Jian Yi still shook her head. She looked at the clothes Su Yang picked up at random, and the price of each piece shocked her. These things that he called "okay" were the life that she and her mother could not even reach on tiptoe.

She knew her family was not easy since she was young, and she never compared herself with others in food, clothing and clothing. Some classmates laughed at her for dressing like a "country bumpkin", but she just let it go and never took it to heart.

Clothes are good enough to cover the body and keep warm, why pursue those superficial things? When she lived in the school dormitory, she ate a jar of pickled vegetables pickled by her mother with two hot steamed buns. She always thought that if she saved more, her mother would be less tired and go home to rest earlier.

Just like the cotton skirt she is wearing, it has been washed white and the cuffs are frayed, but she has worn it for four years because the material is comfortable and also because her mother gritted her teeth and bought it for her. She said that girls need to have a decent skirt when they grow up.

"This one's not bad either!" Su Yang's voice brought her back to her senses. He had already put several pieces of clothing into the shopping cart, including skirts, T-shirts, and jeans, all of which seemed to be chosen according to her size.