I Dragged My Fiance's Uncle off the Altar

56 Go Change

As a well-known scion within the North American upper-class social circle, Xiao Zhuo has a tardy reputation. To put it bluntly, Xiao Zhuo’s reputation in North America was comparable to Jiang Yao’s in Beijing.

Nie Heng asked, “What’s there to fight with Xiao Zhuo?”

Cheng Lang counter questioned, “Both of you want lot number eight, right?”

Lot number eight was a wristwatch; the only one of its kind in the world. Nie Heng would definitely want it for the Liu family. Nie Heng had a habit of showering the Liu family with such treasures.

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“Yes, I want number eight, but Xiao Zhuo may not be so.” Nie Heng smiled and said, “Although Xiao Zhuo is generous to women, not every woman is worth him spending so much money on.” A conservative estimate of that wristwatch was 80 million.

Cheng Lang’s gaze turned to the window again. The two shadows in the rain became increasingly clearer.

Xing Shu wanted to shake off Xiao Zhuo’s hand, but Xiao Zhuo held on tightly to her. After getting into another car, Xiao Zhuo called Nie Heng. The extended Bugatti was parked in front. He did not get into the same car as Nie Heng; they were not that familiar with each other. They had originally agreed to go to the auction house together, but Xiao Zhuo was drenched and would be delayed.

Xiao Zhuo said, “You go ahead first. We’ll meet at the auction house. Then, tell me about the news you’ve received recently.”

Xiao Zhuo and Nie Heng were about the same age. Coupled with the collaboration between K Group and the Nie family, there was no need to be overly polite. Xiao Zhuo grabbed Xing Shu with his hand. As soon as he hung up, he made the next call. He seemed to be very busy. After the car door was closed and he was sure that Xing Shu would not run away, he let go of her and continued chatting with the person on the other end of the line. “A philosophy major? Do you think I’ll like such a stuffy woman? She’s too arty-farty. The last time we had a meal together, she said that she thinks the highest value of humans is to offer themselves for their ideals. What I’m interested in is for her to offer herself to me. Alright, stop annoying me. She and I are from different worlds.”

Xiao Zhuo ended the call and threw his cell phone to the side. His brows were tightly furrowed. This was the first time Xing Shu had seen Xiao Zhuo. She was also very surprised that a privileged elite like Xiao Zhuo would be troubled by blind dates.

“Mr. Xiao’s stature is not exempt from blind dates?” Xing Shu asked.

Xiao Zhuo smiled languidly. “Blind date? You should say it’s a consort selection.”

Xing Shu choked and looked in front of the car. “I still have something on tonight. Can you let me out?”

Xiao Zhuo closed his eyes and did not speak. When the car stopped, Xing Shu realized that this was the villa that Xiao Zhuo used for his flings. She refused to go in because the strange chair at the entrance of the villa evoked thoughts of erotic activities.

Xiao Zhuo was as notorious as Jiang Yao. She thought that Jiang Yao was already out of line, but she did not expect Xiao Zhuo to push the boundaries further. There were all kinds of novel props, even professional hammocks. The style crossed over from the Napoleonic era to contemporary. Xing Shu’s face became increasingly weird as she looked around the place. It was only when she saw a grand piano that Xing Shu’s tense face relaxed a little. She forced herself to focus on the piano and tune out the various props around her. She even played with the piano keys gently. “Is there a reason for the grand piano here?”

“Of course,” Xiao Zhuo answered very seriously. He walked inside to change his clothes. Xing Shu looked around and wanted to take this opportunity to leave. However, before she could map out a route, Xiao Zhuo came out of the walk-in closet. His temperament instantly became much calmer. At the same time, a group of people followed behind him. They seemed to be a professional styling team.

Xiao Zhuo said, “Go change your clothes first.”

Xing Shu asked, “Me?”

Xing Shu wanted to refuse. She did not understand what Xiao Zhuo was doing. He could not possibly be bringing her to the auction, right? However, he did not give her a chance to refuse. She was escorted into the changing room by the styling team.

After Xing Shu changed into an aqua blue dress, Xiao Zhuo nodded. “Not bad. Much better than that philosopher.”

Xing Shu: “…” It appeared Xiao Zhuo could not find a date for the auction and was making her his plus one. Xing Shu wanted to ask Xiao Zhuo just how traumatized he was by that female philosopher. However, the stylist sat her down and worked on her face. Xing Shu could only close her eyes and let them do as they pleased.

Putting on makeup was a very boring affair. Xing Shu continued the topic from before. “So, what’s so special about that piano? I remember that at your 18th birthday party, your family hired a Swedish graphologist to analyze your penmanship. Your family admires Chinese culture very much.”