The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 368: The Beginning of Independence 3_1

Xu Xiaoya laughed. "Xixi, this is *our* money! You know, my house, car, and savings—I have all of them because of you. I’ve always considered these things our shared property. To be honest, I’m ambitious too. I hope we’ll be the major shareholders of this shop, with Huang Xiaojue in a supporting role."

Besides, with such a huge bonus, Third Young Master is clearly using me as a way to take care of you. Otherwise, how could I possibly have enough influence to be so favored by him? Zhang Xiang had been perfectly clear when he gave her the check: "Third Young Master hopes you will take care of Miss Yan on his behalf."

Xu Xiaoya didn’t say this part aloud.

But she knew perfectly well: Relying solely on herself, she might never earn that much money in her entire life. No matter how you looked at it, Third Young Master had at least given it to her in a very respectable manner, and his intentions were truly considerate.

Xu Xiaoya took out a card.

Yan Xixi recognized it as a diamond white card from a certain bank—You needed a large deposit to have one of those.

"I just temporarily bought some short-term financial products. The funds will all be credited to the account in five days."

"But what if we lose money? Xiaoya, you have to understand, this is business. No one can guarantee a 100% profit."

"Even opening a gigolo club doesn’t guarantee a 100% profit, let alone a regular business! Xixi, I’m mentally prepared. If we lose money, I’ll accept it. The worst that can happen is we both go back to square one and start looking for jobs again."

Yan Xixi laughed too. Since Xiaoya dared to take this gamble, why wouldn’t she? She’d just have to give it her absolute all.

"But I wonder if Huang Xiaojue will mind."

"Xiaojue probably won’t. He was mainly worried I’d be idle after quitting my job. He’s not actually that enthusiastic about opening a shop himself. I’ll discuss it with him when he gets back."

"That’s good then."

Just then, her phone rang. It was a text message.

She read it: "Miss, are you having dinner now?"

"How did you know?"

"Are you dense? Isn’t it dinnertime right now? Let me guess what you’re eating."

"I guarantee you can’t guess."

"Is it that hard? HEH HEH, I think you’re currently eating beef dipped in dry chili powder..."

Yan Xixi almost jumped out of her skin. Is this guy a Fairy?

She suddenly thought of Wan Donglin—and for some reason, a cold sweat trickled down her back. Heavens, it couldn’t be such a coincidence, could it?

"Hey, how do you know?"

"HAHA, I just guessed. Don’t you always admire the way those crude, uninhibited guys behave? So I guessed you were eating steak dipped in dry chili powder, and a cheap steak at that, like from some budget steakhouse."

Beef and steak—only a one-word difference. Yan Xixi thought he had simply misspoken earlier and felt a wave of relief. "You actually guessed wrong! I’m eating beef skewers, not steak."

He pursed his lips. "Junk food. You should eat less of it."

"It tastes great! I’ll treat you here next time."

"Forget it. I wouldn’t dare. I was once passing through a small alley, and the gutters were full of greasy waste dumped by all the little eateries. I personally saw a restaurant owner using a large colander to scoop up ’gutter oil.’ With one scoop, out came a huge dead mouse! Those owners just casually filter that gutter oil and reuse it. Miss, those cold pot skewers you’re eating? I guarantee they’re made with gutter oil. There might even be mouse hairs in them..."

"..."

"Miss, is your throat feeling a bit itchy now? Maybe a mouse hair got stuck in there..."

Yan Xixi’s expression changed drastically, and she nearly vomited. This guy... How can he be so disgusting?