It’s not every day that Young Master Dylan was left speechless. However, this was nothing when Dylan’s childhood best friend was involved.

“Hey, Daz! Don’t insult me with your forward kind of nature. You and I both know that I am not into threesomes.” After composing his feelings and emotions, that’s all that Dylan could say to make a come back in this conversation.

He heard a heavy sigh as the other person said, “Then why are you wasting your time there?”

Dylan pursed his lips trying to think about how to weave his words. He needed to be very careful around this perceptive best friend of his. “Actually, I’m a bit confused.”

“Why?”

“Daz, one of those girls looked underage. What if the older one was taking advantage of her?”

“Ay, I didn’t know our Dylan has a compassionate heart for humanity.” His words were dripping with derision which made Dylan a bit sulky.

“Daz, what if she really was a sugar mommy?” Dylan was still insistent as he strode out of the convenience store and made his way to his car.

“Then are you jealous?” The reply came almost immediately.

“Why would I be jealous?” Dylan was frowning as he questioned since according to him he lacked nothing in life and there was no reason for him to be jealous of anything. He held the record of being jealous only twice and both of the times, his best friend was the reason. But he would never say that out loud. Ever!

“Perhaps because you don’t have a sugar mommy…” The person on the other side of the call trailed his words while trying to purse his lips to hold in his laughter.

But Dylan didn’t find it funny at all. If he had been drinking water, he would have spurted it out but since he wasn’t he had the urge to puke blood. However, thinking that puking blood would be an unsophisticated act on his part, he dropped the idea.

“Daz!!!” Dylan bellowed in rage.

“Drop it!” Just two words made Dylan’s anger deflate like a balloon. He didn’t dare to argue again.

“I’ll be with you in five minutes.”

“You better be.” With that, the phone was hung up and Dylan was left to stare at his phone.

“He really fed his manners to a dog,” Dylan grumbled in exasperation and started the car’s engine which came alive with a roar considering that his car was just like his social status; magnificent.

On the other side of things…

If Nora knew that she had been labeled as a ‘Sugar mommy’ by a second-generation heir, she would have definitely choked him to death.

But it was fortunate that this fiery-tempered girl didn’t have a clue about Dylan’s assumption as she slurped down her noodles with a content face.

“Did you get drenched in the rain?” Nora inquired Xiu when she saw her eating medicine.

“Yeah.” Xiu gave a monosyllable reply.

“How? The rain had started around 3 o’clock and at that time, you should have been at the office.” Nora was frowning as she was trying to understand.

“Manager Li gave me half a day off.” Xiu again answered in only a few words much to Nora’s annoyance. She remembered her best friend as a chatter-box but after that ‘amnesia’ incident, her Bai Xiu was a woman of few words. As if saying a couple more words would hurt her face.

Nora chortled, “That middle-aged manager of yours is certainly crafty. Just to save the as*es of her new interns, she even gave you half a day off.” She was really amused at just the idea of this.

“No doubt. Manager Li is indeed crafty and cunning just like a fox.” Xiu agreed with her and stood up to wash the dishes.

“Where did you spend the day?” Nora asked again as she realized that Xiu had not come home as she should have. Because if she did, Xiu would have gone for grocery shopping instead of a convenience store in the middle of the night.

Even after waiting for a whole minute, Nora didn’t get an answer from Xiu which made her narrow her eyes as something came to her mind. “Don’t tell me you went to the land of dead again!” Xiu stayed silent yet again which was like a silent affirmation. Nora’s anger was finally switched on, “Xiu, what is wrong with you?” She held Xiu’s arms and shook her violently making Xiu feel dizzy.

With a stuffy nose, Xiu was already feeling a headache but with that sudden shaking, she felt like the noodles she had just consumed would soon make their way out again. Her face lost color with how stuffy she felt.

Seeing Xiu’s pale face, Nora let her sit down and softened her tone as she took Xiu’s cold hands in her own, “Baby Xiu’er, why are you so obsessed with cemeteries? I know your mother is buried there but still… The amount of time you spend socializing with the dead, if you use half of it in socializing with the living, you’d really have an amazing social circle to count on.”

Socializing with the dead? Xiu’s lips turned slightly upward in self-mockery. But how could she actually tell Nora why she was obsessed with cemeteries. Could she just say that she felt the most peaceful at that place? Could she tell her that she ‘Chen Xiu’ originally belonged in that cemetery? To be honest, Xiu was still not sure who died on that day, five years ago. Was it Chen Xiu or Bai Xiu? Or perhaps both died in their own way.

Because Chen Xiu died for the world and Bai Xiu died for real. But who would be the judge of who was more pitiful? After all, both had an untimely death. If the people’s words pushed Xiu to death than what pushed Bai Xiu to death?

After a moment of a daze when Xiu realized that Nora had been scrutinizing her with a complicated expression, she immediately put on her one of the best-practiced smiles and said, “Why would I need a social circle to support me? I have you and that’s enough.”