Chapter 035 Lovers Unwilling to Be Disturbed

The business at Flower Pavilion was booming, yet inside the shop, it was remarkably quiet. Among the many young men and women browsing for jewelry, not a single one raised their voice.

The reason for this tranquility lay in the small notes the owner had affixed to every shelf, bearing the phrase: "Lovers want to be left alone." This line originally came from Liang Sicheng. In his day, Liang Sicheng and the talented Lin Huiyin often met in the refined and serene Snow Pavilion in Beihai Park. Xu Zhimo, who sought Lin Huiyin, would also find his way there. As Liang Qichao’s disciple and Lin Changmin’s friend, Xu Zhimo could hardly be refused entry, even if Liang Sicheng was present. Yet, as his visits grew frequent, Liang’s displeasure mounted; he posted this note on the door. Upon seeing it, Xu Zhimo could only leave in disappointment.

By borrowing this phrase, the owner of Flower Pavilion cleverly imbued the shop with a strong sense of romantic literary charm. It made all the young men and women selecting jewelry feel wonderful. Whenever they came here, a serene comfort would wash over their hearts.

This simple, inexpensive touch had doubled the shop’s business—truly a golden idea.

Because the shop was so quiet, even though Lin Yu was only six or seven meters from Qi Yue, he didn’t dare call out to her directly. Instead, he navigated through 'layers of obstacles,' squeezing his way behind her as if climbing mountains.

Watching Qi Yue try different hair ornaments before the mirror, and observing the nearby saleswoman’s persistent frown, Lin Yu’s lips curled into a mischievous smile.

He stepped forward, wrapped his arms around Qi Yue’s waist, and said playfully, "This is a robbery!"

Immersed in the sea of hairpins, Qi Yue was startled at first, but when she saw Lin Yu’s face in the mirror, she relaxed and smiled coquettishly, "So, sir, are you here to steal my beauty or my money?"

Watching their interaction, Qin Lu, the saleswoman whose gaze had never left them, shook her head. She had thought Qi Yue was a pure, ponytail beauty, but hadn’t expected such flirtatiousness. Nor was her object of affection particularly handsome; he lacked the sunny allure of someone like Vic Zhou.

"What a flower blooming on cow dung," Qin Lu thought quietly.

"Steal your beauty? With your looks, there’s nothing worth stealing! Today, I’m here for the money," Lin Yu teased.

"Oh, I’m such a peerless beauty, and you say there’s nothing worth stealing? Do you have a death wish!" Qi Yue glared at Lin Yu’s mischievous face in the mirror, her words fierce.

As she retorted, she proudly thrust out her chest.

Qi Yue’s gesture nearly caused a few boys nearby to have nosebleeds, and made Qin Lu secretly disdainful: "She’s pretty, but a bit shameless."

She didn’t realize that she herself had lost her virginity at fifteen to her boyfriend, and since neither of them had IDs for a hotel, they had set up a tent on a residential rooftop.

Seeing the envious, jealous, and resentful looks from the boys around him, Lin Yu felt a touch of hollow pride. Then he did something that made everyone around him gasp.

"Damn, that’s shameless!" a boy muttered, watching Lin Yu’s hand cover the beauty’s chest.

"When no one’s watching, don’t you do the same?" a girl beside him teased.

"It’s not the same. We Chinese are reserved. Many things can be done, but shouldn’t be spoken of, nor seen by others," the boy retorted.

"I think it must feel better in front of everyone!" the girl widened her eyes, fixated on the scene. The boy, meanwhile, slyly reached out his own hands...

Such situations were not rare. After getting their way, many boys silently thanked Lin Yu, even if their girlfriends weren’t as pretty.

"Stop it, can’t you wait until we’re home?" Qi Yue pleaded softly, unable to bear so many watching eyes.

"Socialism has saved you, ha!" Lin Yu replied smugly, then said, "Hand me your wallet."

"You really are here for money!" Qi Yue shot Lin Yu an annoyed elbow, pulled out her white Flower brand wallet, and handed it over, adding, "Spend as you like, the card’s password is my birthday. Most important, you’re not allowed to look at my ID!"

"Alright, I won’t look. I’ve seen it plenty of times anyway." After flipping through the wallet, Lin Yu let go of Qi Yue and squeezed his way to the bracelet display.

Inside the white wallet, a dozen pink bills stunned Qin Lu; she had assumed the simply dressed girl was just browsing.

"So she’s a little rich lady! That boy is truly lucky," she thought, marveling at his good fortune.

Many boys and girls, however, looked down on Lin Yu’s 'living off a woman' behavior.

Lin Yu, having endured countless scornful looks in his previous life, hardly cared. But as he returned to the bracelet display, his expression changed instantly, anger flaring.

He saw the somewhat delicate saleswoman wrapping up the white snake-bone bracelet for a well-dressed couple standing beside her.

The man was tall and handsome, the woman attractive; both appeared to be around twenty, their eyes fixed on the saleswoman’s hands, clearly the buyers of the bracelet.

Seeing this, Lin Yu exhaled, gazed sternly at the saleswoman, Wang Xiaole, and said, "You’re fast with the wrapping. Thanks."

"Hmm? It’s you..." Wang Xiaole paused, surprised by Lin Yu’s sudden return as she packaged the bracelet.

She had assumed he’d left because he lacked money, so when another buyer appeared, she sold the snake-bone bracelet without hesitation.

"Hey, kid, don’t get worked up. This bracelet is mine, nothing to do with you," the young man in black Nike sportswear slapped Lin Yu’s shoulder, his tone unfriendly.

"I reserved this bracelet. How is it unrelated to me?" Lin Yu brushed off the young man’s hand and replied coldly.

"Get lost, don’t act tough. Just looking at your face, I can tell you need a beating," the young man sneered, pointing at Lin Yu.

His name was Zhang Hongkai, a sophomore at Bincheng University. His family owned a sizable hotel, and he was a flashy second-generation rich kid, quite well-known at the university.

"Keep your composure. Didn’t you see the note about lovers not wanting to be disturbed? Let’s take this outside," Lin Yu replied coldly. He didn’t want to disrupt the shop’s refined atmosphere, so he refrained from acting on impulse.

"Fine, let’s talk, kid!" Zhang Hongkai laughed wildly.