[Yang Menghuo POV]

Yang Menghuo was sitting at the backseat of his Rolls Royce. He checked his phone many times, hoping that Ying Jie would contact him again. But it seems to be more of a wishful thinking. Because Ying Jie\'s status was offline in Rent A Boyfriend App.

Yang Menghuo sighed as he put down his phone.

\'I wonder if she heard something…\' Menghuo pondered. He was actually bluffing so hard when his mother asked him about the presence of this girlfriend of his. The closest woman he had right now was Ying Jie. And after more consideration, he felt that he and Ying Jie would fit really well.

Because honestly, Menghuo enjoyed their time together, albeit only two days, Menghuo could feel this strange sense of familiarity with Ying Jie.

Whenever he was with Ying Jie, he felt warm all over and felt like a child again. He had this urge to keep Ying Jie\'s attention all for himself, whether he had to act shameless, unscrupulous, or even act cute like a child.

As long as he got Ying Jie\'s full attention, he felt that his day would always be better. And this sense of familiarity was really similar to what he experienced whenever he was with Batman-Jie when he was just a child.

Whenever he was around Batman-Jie, he didn\'t care if he had to be the most shameless guy on the planet, as long as Batman-Jie\'s attention was solely on him.

\'Ying Jie really gives me that feeling…\'

…

\'Aish!\' Menghuo ruffled his hair in frustration. \'This is why Ying Jie is mad at me. I keep comparing her with Batman-Jie! Why can\'t I brush off that image of Batman-Jie whenever I\'m around Ying Jie? What is this sense of familiarity anyway?\'

Yang Menghuo also didn\'t understand how he could have such a positive feeling for someone he had known for only two days! And through that bizarre application!

He knew that Ying Jie was a cheapskate, and she said that she didn\'t mind if she could marry for money. Which the thing that Menghuo dreaded the most.

Yang Menghuo patted his cheeks to wake himself up, \'Come on, Yang Menghuo. This is not Disney. And Ying Jie is not my Batman-Jie! You are a man. You should keep your promise to Batman-Jie! Don\'t be so fickle!\'

The driver interrupted Menghuo\'s line of thought when the car approached the Lunaris Hotel, where Menghuo\'s Helicopter landed yesterday. "Young Master, do you want to go to Lunaris Hotel?"

Yang Menghuo\'s gaze chilled when he heard \'Lunaris Hotel.\' Because Li Daiyu was probably sitting on his bed with her Coco De Mer lingerie, thinking that Menghuo would be interested in such an excessive show of debauchery.

"Go to my apartment instead," Menghuo answered.

"Which one, Young Master?"

"The farthest from Lunaris Hotel."

***

The car drove through the busy road for almost two hours until Menghuo\'s car entered a lavish apartment quite far from the central district. Yang Menghuo didn\'t remember much about this apartment, except that he bought at a quarter of the total units, especially the penthouse. He came maybe once every two or three months, just to make sure that his penthouse was well kept.

The receptionist immediately recognized Yang Menghuo and bowed deep, "Sir."

Yang Menghuo didn\'t react much. He just glanced at the lift, ordering the receptionist to escort him to his penthouse. The receptionist used the VIP lift, and they arrived at the highest floor in no time. The receptionist handed the card key and then excused himself.

Yang Menghuo stopped in front of the penthouse door. He felt something ominous. His gut feeling said that something unpleasant was inside his penthouse.

\'What is this unpleasant feeling?\' Menghuo pondered.

He unlocked the door, and the door slid automatically. Right when he stepped his foot in. Yang Menghuo saw a woman dressed in a pink chemise dress, sitting with crossed legs. Her long, smooth, and slender legs accentuated while reading a magazine on his long sofa.

The woman glanced at Menghuo and had a smirk on her face, "Took you so long, Mengmeng."

"Why are you here?" Menghuo asked with full hostility. "And how do you know that I\'m going here?"

Li Daiyu chuckled. She put down the magazine and leaned on the sofa. The black leather sofa made her slender frame looked like she had been embraced by a big and strong man from behind. "I have my own prediction. Mengmeng, your mind is as simple as a turtle in a race. Do you think I don\'t know that you are trying to avoid me?"

"… Since you know that, then why the hell you still have the guts to show yourself in front of me?" Menghuo asked coldly. Unlike the gentleness and sweetness that he exclusively showed for Ying Jie, he didn\'t have a bit of goodwill towards Li Daiyu.

In here, Yang Menghuo turned into the regular Yang Menghuo that most people know.

Cold, unfeeling, and acted like a monk. Because he couldn\'t be tempted by both man or woman. All in his mind was just business.

Li Daiyu responded at Yang Menghuo\'s glare with a taunting gaze. Most people wouldn\'t dare to have eye contact with the man in front of her. But for Li Daiyu, her guts were far greater than most people.

Li Daiyu smirked as she found that question funny,

"Why do you still ask? Of course, because I need your money," Li Daiyu replied. "And you\'re a good challenge, I suppose."