85: Chapter 85 Protecting Husband

Xiao Nianchen stood rooted to the spot, staring blankly at Gu Shiyu.

"Gu Shiyu, you're protecting him? You're protecting Song Yuan?"

"If I don't protect my man, should I protect you instead? Are you out of your mind?"

Xiao Nianchen was extremely unwilling. Why did Song Yuan deserve this?

He turned to look at Song Yuan, who was smiling, looking utterly content and even smug.

Song Yuan massaged Gu Shiyu's hand.

"Shiyu, did you hurt your hand hitting him? Next time, let me do it!"

Xiao Nianchen felt like a joke standing in front of them. Song Yuan wasn't just stealing his girl; he was flaunting their affection right in front of him!

"Gu Shiyu, you chose Song Yuan? What does he have that's better than me? At least my family owns a company; I'm a rich second-generation heir, the CEO of a company. What is Song Yuan?"

Gu Shiyu spoke to him, word by word.

"You're inferior to Song Yuan in every way. Your looks, your height, your IQ, your EQ, your character, your abilities—you're worse than him in everything. Did you hear me clearly, Xiao Nianchen? If you bother me again, or bother Song Yuan, I won't be polite!"

Xiao Nianchen's lips trembled with anger. It was the first time he had been evaluated by a woman like this. In Gu Shiyu's eyes, he was apparently just a pile of dog droppings.

Who did Gu Shiyu think she was? How dare she humiliate him like this!

If he hadn't been interested in her family background, who would want a woman like her? Fierce and ill-tempered, without an ounce of gentleness a woman should possess—he certainly wouldn't be interested.

The more she praised Song Yuan, the more he wanted to humiliate him.

Xiao Nianchen composed himself. He toyed with his car keys, a newly acquired Land Rover Range Rover that had cost him over two million yuan, which he had only gotten after pestering his father for several days.

Today, he would let that unsophisticated bootlicker see the gap between them.

"Song Yuan, you didn't come in your second-hand Volkswagen, did you?"

Xiao Nianchen had seen Song Yuan's car before; its price wasn't even a fraction of his own car's.

He thought of a woman of Gu Shiyu's status getting into Song Yuan's beat-up car and found it amusing. Wasn't that like a fresh flower stuck in cow dung?

Song Yuan wrapped his arm around Gu Shiyu's slender waist.

"You don't need to worry about what car I drive. Do you perhaps want to be our driver?"

Xiao Nianchen twirled the car keys in his fingers, as if afraid others wouldn't see them.

"I just think that if it were me, I definitely wouldn't drive such a low-class car to pick up my wife from work. It would make my woman lose face in front of her colleagues.

Don't you agree, Gu Shiyu?"

Gu Shiyu rolled her eyes at him. Seeing the car keys in his hand, she snorted, clearly seeing through his male vanity.

"I thought you were driving some amazing car. Turns out it's just a Land Rover."

Xiao Nianchen suppressed his irritation. A Land Rover truly wasn't much to Gu Shiyu, but it was enough to slap Song Yuan's face.

"Song Yuan, why aren't you saying anything? Can't you afford a slightly more decent car? If you really can't afford it, I think we can do this: I'll lend you money, but you'll have to work for me, be my little brother. How about it?"

Song Yuan couldn't help but laugh.

"Xiao Nianchen, aren't you a rich second-generation heir? Why do you seem so unsophisticated? Is the best car you've ever seen a Land Rover Range Rover? Can't your family afford anything better?"

A fire was ignited in Xiao Nianchen's heart. Driven by a man's desire to win, he was determined to compete with Song Yuan today.

Song Yuan led Gu Shiyu towards the parking lot, and Xiao Nianchen followed like a dog's tail.

He was just a lowly wage earner from a small family; what right did he have to look down on a car worth several million?

He was determined to drive his new car around Song Yuan's beat-up car a few times to make him face reality.

A crowd had gathered in the parking lot, all employees from this industrial park.

As Gu Shiyu walked with Song Yuan, Xiao Nianchen's unpleasant words kept replaying in her mind. She secretly wondered what excuse she could use to buy Song Yuan a new car.

It was lively up ahead, with many people gathered around a car, discussing it.

"Wow, I've never seen such a cool car! How much does that car cost? It feels more expensive than my life!"

"I know, I saw the Bugatti press conference. That car is a limited edition from last year; fewer than a hundred were made worldwide. You can't necessarily buy it even if you have the money."

"So how much does this car cost?"

"Conservatively, it's in the eight figures!"

After he finished speaking, a collective gasp of "Wow!" echoed through the crowd.

Song Yuan, with his arm around Gu Shiyu, paused in the crowd and politely said to the people in front,

"Excuse me, please."

The discussions in the crowd were interrupted. Someone looked back and said to the person next to them,

"The owner is here, the owner is here!"

Xiao Nianchen couldn't help but sneer.

"Everyone, make way! This is the owner of the Volkswagen next to the Bugatti, hahahahaha...!"

Xiao Nianchen's laughter was sharp, filled with intense mockery.

Gu Shiyu wanted to retort, but Song Yuan squeezed her palm.

"Don't bother with a dog."

The crowd in front opened a path. Xiao Nianchen, seeing Song Yuan ignore him, felt like a punch had landed on cotton, gaining no satisfaction from his attempt to humiliate him.

He chased after them again and said,

"If this car is his, how about I perform a dog bark for everyone?"

This time, it piqued Song Yuan's interest.

"Is that true?"

Xiao Nianchen still knew Song Yuan. If he could afford a car worth tens of millions, would Lin Xueyao, that gold-digger, have let him go so easily back then?

"Of course it's true. So many people can be our witnesses. But if the car isn't yours, how about you crawl and act like a dog?"

Song Yuan smiled. It was the first time he had seen someone offer their face for a slap. Today, he would see this act through to the end and get this anger out of his system.

"Xiao Nianchen, are you afraid to bet? Wouldn't it be good for the loser to crawl and bark like a dog?"

Xiao Nianchen laughed so hard his stomach hurt. He turned to Gu Shiyu and asked,

"Where did you find such a clown? Would he die if he didn't show off? Fine, I'll go along with you. Crawl and bark like a dog. Everyone here today is a witness!"

Gu Shiyu squeezed Song Yuan's hand, signaling him not to act rashly. She would help him regain his face.

But Song Yuan gave her no response at all.

Meanwhile, not far away, Lin Xueyao rushed over, grabbing Xiao Nianchen and trying to drag him out of the crowd.

"Xiao Nianchen, you know Song Yuan only has a beat-up Volkswagen. What's the point of betting with him like this? You're truly classless!"

Xiao Nianchen spat.

"Who told him to show off? Can't he just be a decent commoner? He just had to show off, so of course I have to expose his true colors."

Lin Xueyao looked at Song Yuan, then at Xiao Nianchen, almost pleading in a low voice.

"Don't make things difficult for him, please. He's not deliberately showing off; there must be some difficulty this time."

Xiao Nianchen said angrily,

"Why are you explaining for him? You two broke up. What beef I have with him is none of your business. Why are you protecting him?"

Lin Xueyao looked at Song Yuan, her eyes filled with desolation.

The people nearby heard their conversation.

"What? This guy is really the owner of that Volkswagen next to it? Hahahahaha..."

"I thought it was the Bugatti. This is too surreal."

"So, is this guy going to have to crawl and bark like a dog?"