Pampered By My Fake Boyfriend's Brother-Chapter 450: Littleleaf Rosewood

"Friend," Gu Qingyun spoke up.

"Friend?" Wu Yan sneered, her lips curling slightly, "Heh, do you even believe that yourself?"

"Wu Yan, did you come here just to ask about this?" Gu Qingyun didn’t want to get entangled with her and said directly.

Wu Yan choked, watching him casually picking at the food in his bowl. She refused to accept it and said, "Do you like her?"

Gu Qingyun swallowed the last bite of food, pretended to be calm as he picked up the tea on the table and drank it all in one go. Then he solemnly looked at her, "Since we’ve broken up, please don’t interfere with my life."

Wu Yan widened her eyes at him, "Even if we’re not together anymore, we grew up together, we’re still friends, right? Can’t I show some concern for your private life?"

"No, you can’t," Gu Qingyun said seriously.

Seeing his resolute attitude, a shadow flickered in Wu Yan’s eyes, "Gu Qingyun, do you know how much the clothes that woman was wearing just now cost?"

Seeing that he didn’t answer, Wu Yan continued, "Over three hundred thousand. Do you think you can afford her with your family background? Even if she condescends to play with you, it won’t last long."

After shouting this, Wu Yan ran away.

Leaving Gu Qingyun sitting in a daze, feeling lost.

Love knows no reason and grows deep! It’s the perfect description of his unrequited love.

At the corner of "South Lane."

An Yin and Shen Jingrou walked side by side. When they saw a shop of interest, they eagerly went in to take a look, but most of the time, they just window shopped.

After walking some distance, Shen Jingrou noticed something; the young girl seemed unhappy, furrowing her brows from time to time, lost in thought.

When the young girl sighed for the third time, Shen Jingrou couldn’t help it anymore and pulled her into a corner, "Come on, what’s bothering you?"

An Yin was walking when she was suddenly pulled by the wrist, startled, "Jingrou, what are you talking about?" she spoke without daring to meet Shen Jingrou’s eyes, obviously feeling guilty.

"What, is, bothering, you?" Shen Jingrou enunciated each word carefully.

An Yin was surprised that she could see through her bad mood. Lowering her head, her bright eyes shifted restlessly, caught between her and Bao Shaojin, she didn’t know how to explain.

Knowing An Yin’s timid nature, Shen Jingrou wasn’t in a rush and gently coaxed, "If there’s something bothering you that you can’t solve on your own, just say it, and we’ll figure it out together."

An Yin’s soft heart was moved.

She pressed her lips together to hide her embarrassment from the other. The next second, she spoke with difficulty, "I have a friend..."

When she started with "I have a friend," Shen Jingrou guessed that An Yin was probably talking about herself. But to hear what came next, she wouldn’t dare expose the little lie.

"And then?" Shen Jingrou encouraged her to continue.

"Her male friend bullied her. Do you think my friend should forgive that guy?" An Yin finally blurted out a sentence.

Others would find it confusing.

But Shen Jingrou understood, probing, "Is your friend dating that guy?"

"Of course not," An Yin vehemently objected.

Unknowingly revealing the truth with her defensive attitude.

"Oh," Shen Jingrou pondered, pretending to think, "How did he bully her exactly? Can you explain a bit more?"

Shen Jingrou was curious about what her big brother had done to upset the young girl.

"He just... did something very inappropriate," An Yin mumbled in shame and anger, head down.

Very inappropriate?

How inappropriate? Shen Jingrou was dying to know but couldn’t push the timid girl. Just as she sighed and was about to continue the topic, a cheerful voice interrupted them.

"There you are," Gu Qingyun strolled up to them.

His arrival put an end to their discussion. An Yin turned her head to pretend to admire the street view. Despite muddling the story earlier, thinking about what the man had done to her filled her with shame and anger.

Shen Jingrou’s gossip-loving heart felt a pang of disappointment, missing details about her big brother weren’t easy to come by.

Seeing the two of them distracted, Gu Qingyun curiously asked, "What’s up with you two?"

Shen Jingrou saw the girl burying her head shyly and gently said, "It’s some girl talk; you wouldn’t understand even if we told you."

Feeling slightly apologetic, Gu Qingyun scratched his head and remembered why he came, then looked troubled, "Jingrou, I said this meal was on me. Why did you pay the bill?"

When Gu Qingyun went to the cashier, the staff told him it had already been settled.

"Since you call me sister, what’s wrong with me covering the bill?" Shen Jingrou replied with an obvious stance, matching his clear gaze.

An Yin stood absentmindedly on the side. In a trance, she saw a nearby stand filled with various hand bead bracelets and unconsciously walked over, ignoring the two still chatting.

"Little girl, what do you want?" The vendor’s wife, an older lady with her hair in a high bun, gave off an exotic vibe.

An Yin smiled shyly at her and pointed to a bracelet on the shelf, "This one looks nice!" she sincerely praised.

The shop owner heard her simple admiration and her smile widened, "You’ve got great taste; this bracelet is the treasure of my store."

"Ah?" Hearing "store treasure," An Yin quickly withdrew her hand for fear of damaging it.

"Hehe, don’t worry. Even the most expensive item here, this ’store treasure’ you’re looking at, is only eight hundred yuan." The shopkeeper observed the girl’s exquisite and ethereal demeanor with gentle eyes.

A sweet and gentle girl like her, who wouldn’t like her?

Seeing her stare at the bracelet, the shopkeeper hastened to introduce, "The one you’re eyeing is made of rosewood, both exquisite and delicate."

"Is it suitable for a man?" An Yin spontaneously asked.

The shopkeeper paused for a moment, then quickly responded, "Absolutely, many young girls buy it for their boyfriends. Look at this muted bead color; it looks great on men."

After speaking, the shopkeeper picked up the bracelet and handed it to An Yin for a closer look.

The bracelet was a deep purple, seemingly inky black from a distance, with shallow reflections glinting off the beads under the streetlamps.

An Yin imagined what the bracelet would look like on Bao Shaojin’s wrist, creating a vivid picture in her mind.