Chapter 499: Pretty Boy (2)

The shop was small but fully equipped, with an endless queue of waiting customers.

Most of the people who come here to buy suits are from rich households or successful business people. As such, Nanrong Wanqing’s arrival quickly drew everyone’s attention, and the scene became quite noisy.

Especially when they saw Nanrong Wanqing confidently holding Ling Chen’s arm as they entered, it triggered a lot of discussion and speculation.

Feeling everyone’s unusual gazes converging on him, Ling Chen suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable. That feeling was like being a kept man, which was really annoying.

Although he often jokingly says he doesn’t mind being a kept man, that’s just a joke. For a macho man with his personality, the idea of really becoming a kept man would make him want to die.

At this time, some people who knew Nanrong Wanqing approached one after another, greeting her. However, during their conversations, their gazes kept sizing up Ling Chen, as if they were very interested in his background.

"Miss Nanrong, and this gentleman is?" Finally, someone asked about Ling Chen’s identity.

Nanrong Wanqing casually replied, "He’s my boyfriend, Ling Chen."

Upon receiving Nanrong Wanqing’s straightforward response, a burst of gasps rose from the crowd, surprised by her candid admission.

"So it’s Mr. Ling." A middle-aged man smiled and extended his hand politely, greeting him. Then, he changed the subject, lavishly praising, "Mr. Ling is truly a man of looks and talent; to have won Miss Nanrong’s heart must mean you are quite capable. May I ask what high position Mr. Ling holds?"

Hearing this, Nanrong Wanqing turned to look at Ling Chen, her pretty face adorned with a light smile.

Ling Chen touched his nose and grinned, "Nothing high-profile, I’m just a security guard scraping a living."

"A security guard?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, their faces filled with surprise and disbelief.

The middle-aged man laughed a bit awkwardly, "I wouldn't have guessed. Mr. Ling seems to enjoy joking."

Ling Chen spread his hands and said, "I’m not joking. I work as a security guard at Hongyu Group. If you don’t believe me, feel free to ask her. She is the chairman of Hongyu Group, and she knows best."

Seeing everyone looking at her, Nanrong Wanqing didn’t say a word, just lightly nodded her head.

It was actually true!

Nanrong Wanqing’s acknowledgment immediately set off a frenzy among everyone present. No one expected the chairman of the mighty Hongyu Group, a billionaire heiress, to actually have a security guard as a boyfriend.

For a moment, everyone looked at Ling Chen with a mix of complicated feelings in their eyes, including envy, jealousy, disdain, and contempt. Some even couldn’t wait to take out their phones, eager to spread this sensational news to their friends.

Watching their actions, Ling Chen inwardly gave a wry smile. Without a doubt, by tomorrow morning, he was bound to become a ’celebrity.’

No helping it, Nanrong Wanqing was too well-known. As the golden flower of East Sea City, almost everyone was speculating which talented young man could pluck this beautiful, thorny flower.

If it had been a young man with status and background, it probably would not have been a surprise to anyone. After all, a matching social status is of utmost importance. But Nanrong Wanqing had to choose a "good-for-nothing" security guard, which was enough to make it hot news.

Faced with the whispered exchanges and pointing fingers of the crowd, Ling Chen gently tugged Nanrong Wanqing’s arm, signaling her to leave quickly.

"What’s the rush? We haven’t bought the clothes yet," Nanrong Wanqing said softly, seemingly unconcerned with the discussions around her.

Ling Chen, resigned, could only wait in line with Nanrong Wanqing.

After about half an hour, the tailor finally took their measurements, and they paid a hefty deposit, waiting only to pick up the suit in a few days.

Under the gaze of the onlookers, Ling Chen took Nanrong Wanqing’s hand and fled the shop.

Seeing Ling Chen drenched in sweat, Nanrong Wanqing couldn’t help but laugh: "What are you so nervous about?"

Ling Chen said sullenly: "Did you do it on purpose? Knowing there were acquaintances around, yet you still dragged me over."

"Are you unhappy?" Nanrong Wanqing’s words carried a hint of apology.

"It’s not that I’m unhappy, it’s just so sudden. I wasn’t mentally prepared at all. Since you wanted to expose our relationship, you should have at least given me a heads up. With this, who knows how many reporters might show up at Wealthy Manor’s door tomorrow."

"It’s okay; at most, they’ll be a nuisance for a few days."

After calming himself down, Ling Chen looked at Nanrong Wanqing somewhat puzzledly. He was not against Nanrong Wanqing making their relationship public; since Nanrong Wanqing didn’t care about it, as a man, he cared even less.

Returning to the underground parking, Ling Chen, seeing Nanrong Wanqing’s empty hands, couldn’t help but ask: "Didn’t you come to go shopping? How come you didn’t buy anything?"

"Didn’t I buy clothes for you?"

Ling Chen was taken aback: "You came just to buy me clothes?"

"Yep." Nanrong Wanqing said with a beaming smile: "What else did you think?"

Ling Chen was a bit confused. There was nothing happening at home, so why buy a suit for him? Could it be that she was planning to bring him to some sort of gathering?

With doubts, the two took a ride back to Wealthy Manor.

At home, Ling Chen sneaked off to Nanrong Hao’s villa alone, only to see Nanrong Hao sitting on the living room sofa, joystick in hand, engrossed in a video game. It was hard to imagine that the once idle playboy of a wealthy family had now become a prominent figure controlling two major districts.

"Chen!"

Seeing Ling Chen approaching, Nanrong Hao quickly greeted him with a smile: "Chen, take a seat. Want something to drink?"

"No need for that trouble." With that, Ling Chen lay down ungracefully on the sofa, legs crossed, hands propping his head, and looked at Nanrong Hao: "Get some people to block the entrance to the manor tomorrow. Don’t let the reporters in."

"Chen, what happened?"

"I just went shopping with your sister, and our relationship got exposed. I guess we won’t have any peace for the next few days."

"Really?" Nanrong Hao said with a happy laugh: "That’s good news. If my sister is willing to do this, it shows she’s committed to you. Hey, speaking of which! Chen, what gift did you prepare for my sister?"

"Gift?" Ling Chen looked puzzled and asked, "What gift?"

Now it was Nanrong Hao’s turn to be surprised: "Chen, you can’t be unaware, can you? In a few days, it will be my sister’s birthday, and there will be a birthday banquet. Didn’t she tell you?"

Birthday?

So that’s it!

Ling Chen instantly realized why Nanrong Wanqing had taken him to get a tailor-made suit—it was for this very reason.

"If you hadn’t mentioned it, I really wouldn’t have known." Saying this, Ling Chen sat up and asked earnestly: "What does your sister usually like?"

Nanrong Hao spread his hands and said: "How would I know?" As soon as the words left his mouth, seeing Ling Chen’s stern gaze, Nanrong Hao quickly explained: "Chen, I really don’t know. My sister is always busy with work, and aside from work, I haven’t seen her pursue other hobbies or interests."

Seeing Ling Chen deep in thought, Nanrong Hao said with a smile: "Chen, you’ve lived with my sister for so long, and she’s your girlfriend. Don’t you know what she likes?"

"Nonsense, of course I know what she likes."