Meeting an Acquaintance While Traveling in Style, Is It Okay to Have One on Each Arm (Bonus Chapter)

Shen Buyao effortlessly arranged their new itinerary without a second thought.

Leaving her shop unattended,

she directly led the two to "Gui Xing."

Originally, it should have been the two women escorting him alone.

However,

Huang Feirong resisted the entire way.

During their walk, she even tried twice to slip away under the cover of darkness,

only to be ruthlessly caught by Shen Buyao each time and given two hard smacks on her ample backside.

Gui Xing was also located on Ghost Market Street—

or more accurately, beneath it.

There were two entrances:

one for outsiders,

and another exclusively for insiders.

With Shen Buyao leading the way, they naturally took the insider's passage.

This time, it felt just like in movies and TV dramas.

The trio first turned into a narrow alley,

then entered one of the buildings and took an elevator down underground.

Along the way,

Lin Yu roughly counted at least three groups of people.

These individuals were neither tourists nor stall owners—

they were likely "enforcers" specifically guarding the insider passage.

Now this was the real deal!

When they reached the second underground level and stepped out of the elevator,

the brightly lit scene genuinely stunned Lin Yu.

So, this was the true essence of Ghost Market Street… the underground auction house, Gui Xing!

On the way there,

Lin Yu had specifically asked which character "Gui" in Gui Xing referred to.

To his surprise,

Shen Buyao told him it was the "gui" in "tortoise" (as in "damn turtle").

Only upon seeing the signboard at the venue did he realize it was actually the "gui" meaning "rare treasure."

Broken down, it also carried the implication of "King of the Ghost Market."

"Boss Yao, long time no see! Still barking like a dog, huh?"

Shen Buyao: "Go beg your mom if you want a dog!"

"Boss Yao, what brings you down here? Business at Wubao Pavilion must be slow today."

Shen Buyao: "Your dad’s the one who’s slow—I’m always thriving!"

"Boss Yao, as fierce as ever!"

"Wishing you prosperity, Boss Yao!"

"..."

From the entrance of Gui Xing into its interior,

at least seven or eight people greeted them along the way.

It was clear just how popular Shen Buyao was on Ghost Market Street.

As for Huang Feirong’s familiarity with the place,

it was impossible to gauge.

Ever since stepping off the elevator,

she had been using Lin Yu’s height to her advantage, hiding behind him

like someone dodging debt collectors, too afraid to show her face.

"Feirong-jie, isn’t this place… owned by your family?"

"I remember Yao-jie mentioning it. So why are you…?"

Lin Yu couldn’t help but ask curiously.

Were there really parents who kept such a "grown" girl locked up at home these days?

That was practically a crime!

Huang Feirong whispered while hiding,

"You don’t get it—my mom and her Ninth Aunt are complete lunatics!"

"College boy, quit looking around so much."

"People here don’t like being stared at."

Lin Yu nodded to himself.

Big families truly were something else.

They even had a "Ninth Aunt."

They must’ve paid a fortune in fines back in the day, huh?

After a moment’s thought, Lin Yu turned slightly and muttered under his breath,

"Feirong-jie, let’s make a deal…"

"Could you tug on my shirt instead of my shorts?"

"These have an elastic waistband—if you accidentally… it’d be so embarrassing!"

Huang Feirong gave a pointed glance downward:

"So that’s what’s been poking me—round and firm."

"Kinda springy too!"

Smack…

With that,

she delivered a solid pat.

Lin Yu: "..."

He endured it.

After all, he needed her help.

His treasures still relied on her family’s auction house to be sold.

For now, he had no choice but to tolerate the "Queen Huang" treatment.

Shen Buyao paid no mind to the commotion behind her.

She simply reminded them,

"The auction won't start for another seven or eight minutes."

"Let's give our old cow another ten minutes to be fashionably late."

"We should find somewhere to wait. Too many familiar faces inside—it’d be a hassle to sit down."

Huang Feirong chimed in quickly:

"Yeah, of course we should find a quiet spot to do it!"

Lin Yu: "…"

Shen Buyao: "…"

Huang Feirong: "Hehe, isn’t that common sense?"

Shen Buyao: "College girl, stand here and wait for me. I’m taking her back to her mom first!"

Huang Feirong: "No no no, I’ll behave! I’ll shut up, promise!"

Just as the two were wrestling, tugging, and generally unable to disentangle themselves—

A familiar voice cut through the chaos…

"Yu, my man!"

"Can’t believe I ran into you here."

"Damn, you’re even dabbling in Gui Xing? Knew I wasn’t wrong about you!"

Lin Yu took a closer look.

Well, well.

Guess what?

If it ain’t Brother Biao!

"Brother Biao? Oh man, what a coincidence."

"Never thought I’d bump into someone I know here."

"I’m just here to check things out. You’re the real regular, huh?"

When someone calls you "my man," you gotta give ’em the respect they deserve.

A little flattery never hurts.

"Big Wang? Who left their zipper down and let you out?"

Shen Buyao, noticing Lin Yu greeting Wang Biao, stepped forward with a frown and offered her own "warm" greeting.

Wang Biao had been focused on Lin Yu—

Only now did he see the "big shot" standing beside him!

"Boss Yao, long time no see."

"Still got that sharp tongue, huh? Hahaha."

"This here’s my little bro, Yu."

"You two are…?"

Wang Biao was a seasoned social player.

One glance told him Lin Yu and Shen Buyao’s relationship was anything but ordinary.

So, he quickly threw out the "bro" label to armor up.

Even old foxes fear the real deal.

Without realizing it,

Lin Yu’s stature in Wang Biao’s eyes grew another notch.

Shen Buyao patted Lin Yu’s arm:

"You asking about us? We’ve got no connection."

Lin Yu: "…"

He’d been waiting for Shen Buyao to sing his praises.

Instead, she hit him with this heartless line.

But then—

Shen Buyao followed up with something even more outrageous.

Shen Buyao: "He’s my bestie’s husband."

Lin Yu: "???"

Wang Biao: "!!!"

Huang Feirong peeked out from behind, waving hello:

"Big Wang, long time no see."

"Last night he was still my hubby, but not today—I’ve handed him over to Yao now."

Lin Yu: "???"

Wang Biao: "!!!"

Shen Buyao looped her arm through Lin Yu’s and leaned her head against him:

"Big Wang, anything else unclear?"

Wang Biao froze for a few seconds before plastering on a grin:

"Ahahaha, crystal… crystal clear!"

"Yu, you’re one lucky guy."

"I’ll hook you up with some snake bile wine later. Young men gotta start supplementing early!"

Lin Yu: "…"