novelraw Chapter 945: Wearing the Shirt She Bought
Chapter 945: Wearing the Shirt She Bought
"They’re not good enough; their looks and demeanor don’t compare to yours. Only you can outshine everyone else. If I bring a boyfriend like you back, my uncle will finally give up! You look better than a celebrity. As soon as you appear, anyone my uncle introduces will instantly pale in comparison and be embarrassed to keep pursuing me. What do you think?"Zoe Lewis quickly rattled off a bunch of words. Something she said struck a chord with Joshua Zhao, or maybe everything she said did.
He suddenly changed his tune: "Alright, I’ll help you this time. Remember, you owe me a favor."
Zoe Lewis was overjoyed: "Thank you, you’re such a great person! I owe you this time and I’ll help you with something in the future!"
Joshua Zhao acknowledged with a simple "Mhm" and arranged a meeting time for tomorrow before hanging up.
He opened his wardrobe, took out the goldfish he had tossed in there, stroked it for a moment, watched it briefly, a light smile appearing on his lips, then put the goldfish back safely, closed the cabinet, and went to shower.
Tomorrow, he’d wear the shirt she bought for him.
Saturday.
The sky was beautifully clear.
The early autumn weather wasn’t too cold or too hot, with the sun shining brightly and a gentle breeze—comforting enough to make one wish to linger in this season forever.
Joshua Zhao had a simple breakfast, tidied himself up, put on a mint-colored shirt, and grabbed the keys to his Volkswagen Phaeton downstairs.
After some thought, he went back inside, found the keys to the Lamborghini among a pile of car keys in the drawer, tossed aside the Phaeton key, and headed downstairs.
Mrs. Zhao was astonished to see him wearing the shirt Zoe had bought and even more surprised when he decided to drive that eye-catching, bright blue Lamborghini, causing her chopsticks to fall to the ground.
She enthusiastically slapped her husband’s thigh: "Million, look quickly, the sun has risen from the west today!"
Mr. Zhao, although his thigh throbbed from his wife’s slap, didn’t mind and chuckled: "He must be going to see our daughter-in-law. He’s taking a special interest in her, or he wouldn’t have switched cars."
The cars were gifts Mr. Zhao and his wife selected for their son’s birthday every year; the garage had accumulated eight luxury cars in various colors, but Joshua usually drove only the extremely understated Phaeton he personally bought.
Mrs. Zhao was so happy she nearly cried: "This is wonderful! I was really worried someone who knows better might snatch our daughter-in-law away. Now that our son is making his move, no one can take her from us!"
Joshua was unaware that his mother was jumping for joy back home and didn’t care what his parents thought. He drove the new Lamborghini to the expansive and luxurious Lewis Family villa.
Zoe Lewis stood on the third floor of the villa, peering anxiously through a telescope, terrified that Joshua Zhao might not show up, having been staring at the gate for half an hour.
The Lewis Family gate had surveillance cameras, and Cherry Lewis inadvertently glanced at the monitor in the living room, spotting a bright blue Lamborghini—immediately recognizable as a globally limited edition model.
Mayor King’s son, Benjamin King, had wanted to buy this car last year but couldn’t get his hands on one.
Unexpectedly, someone was driving it!
Then she saw Zoe Lewis excitedly rushing down from the third floor, heading outside.
Cherry Lewis immediately stopped her, pointing at the surveillance screen: "Is he here to pick you up?"
"Yes, my uncle wants to set me up with someone, so I temporarily grabbed the son of this nouveau riche to make up the numbers. Sis, you don’t mind, do you? Don’t worry, I don’t like him, I’ll return him to you when I’m done. If you like him, you can marry him."