Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 144 - 99. Masquerade Rhapsody (Part 2)

This was a luxurious mansion adjacent to Tokyo Bay.

Stepping into the splendid and majestic living room, he could see a yacht moored at the dock through the expansive, bright French windows on the left side where another group of guests had just disembarked and entered the living room.

Chandeliers hung from the four-story-high ceiling, providing bright yet non-blinding light.

Guests mingled, with elegant servers carrying drinks weaving through them.

Even at such a ball, when Jiutiao ijie, whose arm was linked with Dubian Che’s, entered the venue, everyone unconsciously turned to look their way—perhaps due to the power of the Jiutiao family, or perhaps because of the couple’s outstanding appearances.

"Good evening, everyone," Jiutiao ijie said with a smile, then introduced Dubian Che to the crowd, "This is my boyfriend, Dubian Che."

After speaking, her dark and bright eyes unblinkingly looked at Dubian Che.

"Good evening, I am Dubian Che," Dubian Che said with a smile and a nod.

Such a rare smile, when he flashed it at them, seed to bring all of tonight’s stars down on the ball.

The strikingly handso youth stood casually, his hair not ticulously combed back, exuding confidence like he was the master of the mansion just down from the third floor, warmly greeting the guests.

A faint gasp from the girls could be heard from the living room.

Looking at Dubian Che’s profile, Jiutiao ijie revealed a satisfied smile. Then her eyes surveyed the entire living room, sparkling with provocation and pride.

As if telling everyone: ’My things, everything is the best.’

The ball’s hosts, a couple, approached them. The man wore a tuxedo while the woman was dressed in a kimono.

In their pleasantries, Dubian Che learned that their surna was Yitiao.

Although he did not know exactly what they did, a Yitiao who had dealings with Jiutiao ijie was definitely one of the Five Households.

The larger the Jiutiao family’s network, the more headache it gave Dubian Che.

In this banquet, Jiutiao ijie’s status was clearly top-tier, as people constantly ca over to greet her willingly, while she just waited for others to approach.

However, in actual conversation, Jiutiao ijie was very polite, addressing everyone honorifically, and most of the ti, even acted humbly as a junior.

"Jiutiao!"

A girl in a blue gown approached, accompanied by a boy in a tuxedo and a girl in a light green gown.

Dubian Che, who had been suppressing yawns out of boredom, finally perked up.

He still wore a smile, his gaze primarily on Jiutiao ijie—this action drew envious glances from the surrounding won, though he glanced occasionally at the trio.

By convention, these three were likely to be the ’antagonists.’

"Jiutiao," the two girls greeted warmly, then as if they had morized their lines well, imdiately said, "Your boyfriend is really handso, very charming."

Jiutiao ijie smiled with pursed lips: "He’s alright, passable."

Alright, it seems these two weren’t it.

Dubian Che gave Jiutiao ijie a look that said ’I can’t deal with you’ as he glanced at the boy in the tuxedo.

There’s always got to be a rebel, right?

"Hello, I am Ying Sida," The boy extended his right hand warmly.

"Hello, Dubian Che."

The two shook hands.

"Are you interested in cars?" The boy nad Ying Sida asked.

Maybe it was the rich second generation showing off cars? Dubian Che was thinking this when the girl in the blue gown said, "Ying Sida, you really like cars, talking about them the mont you et soone!"

"What do you know!" Ying Sida replied impatiently, then turned his hopeful gaze back to Dubian Che.

"I am interested but don’t know much."

"Ignorance is no problem!" Ying Sida, as if he had found a kindred spirit, got excited, "My family owns a racetrack in Shizuoka, and I’ve organized an amateur racing team. How about trying it out tomorrow?"

"A race car?"

"I’m a professional..."

"He’s a professional racer! I’ve told you a million tis!" the girl in the light green gown blurted out before he could finish.

Ying Sida, like a teenager whose secret move had been interrupted, showed a frustrated straight man’s expression.

He ignored the girl and continued speaking to Dubian Che, "Just right, my ordered two new Lamborghinis have arrived. As a eting gift, I’ll give you one. How about you take it for a few laps tomorrow and then drive it away?"

"Uh?"

"Right!" Ying Sida suddenly rembered, "You probably don’t have a driver’s license yet, so I’ll have soone transport the car over. But it’s completely fine to try it at the racetrack; traffic police won’t bother us there. I’ll tell you, my lap ti is 1 minute 39 seconds, you know this—"

"Wait." Dubian Che quickly interrupted him.

"He’s like that, can’t stop once he starts talking about cars." The girl in the blue gown remarked unkindly.

Jiutiao ijie turned around, speaking to Dubian Che, "Want it? If you want, I’ll buy you one."

"..."

Are the conversations of the wealthy always so tedious?

"No need. When I said I was interested in cars, I ant go-karts and motorcycles," Dubian Che replied perfunctorily.

Though it wasn’t entirely untrue; motorcycles were standard for him for fights, and go-karts were a personal hobby.

"A go-kart? What’s fun about those toy cars?" Ying Sida finally made a rebellious remark.

"How rude!"

"Everyone’s interests are different; there’s no high or low."

The two girls defended him.

"What do you know." Ying Sida ignored them, continuing to Dubian Che, "I’ll have soone send the car over, find whenever you want to have fun, I’ll personally teach you drifting."

"...really, no need."

"What if you change your mind? Besides, interests can be developed!" Ying Sida rushed, almost as if not accepting the Lamborghini would an cutting ties.