Free Web NovelChapter 1219: Chapter 1221
People arrived one after another, and since Dai Limin was the one inviting them, they were naturally familiar with him in various ways.
As for Wang Haidong, who followed behind Dai Limin, they were familiar with him too. Upon seeing Dai Limin’s outfit, they felt nothing was amiss.
Even though privately, they would often complain about Dai Limin’s terrible taste, he was still quite reliable on big occasions.
But upon seeing Wang Haidong’s attire, they were all stunned.
The same clothes on Dai Limin would only make them whisper behind his back, or if they were timid, just murmur silently.
They wouldn’t hold back with Wang Haidong. His climb to power through various ways of currying favor with Dai Limin offended many.
Previously, there was no chance to retaliate, and Dai Limin protected him. Now, for some reason, they felt the relationship between Dai Limin and Wang Haidong wasn’t great.
They exchanged glances; they didn’t know why it happened, but they could certainly give it a try.
"Oh, Haidong, you’re really in step with Limin; even your clothes are identical."
"Yeah, it’s a nice outfit; you should always wear it like this." Ugh, every time he’s well-dressed and is the first to catch the attention of the girls.
How could he like these clothes? "I don’t suit this style." Wearing this in front of the girls, would they even fancy him?
Girls today could not be more realistic. If he dressed decently, he might deceive them. But looking like a hooligan, he’d become their henchman.
No way, he had to save himself; he couldn’t sit idle.
"I think so too. Haidong, just keep wearing this," Dai Limin chimed in, having overheard his friend’s comment with total agreement.
Damn stupid pig, how did he appear here? Wasn’t he just chatting with Renee, that damned girl? How did he suddenly show up?
He cursed Dai Limin inwardly but kept a smiling face; he couldn’t show any discontent, or he’d be in trouble.
"I hope I’m not stealing your thunder."
"No worries, we’re good brothers; these things don’t matter."
Wang Haidong wanted to say more, but Dai Limin gave him a sharp look. "Think the clothes don’t look good?"
"Not quite able to highlight your glorious image?"
His glare was fierce, a clear dare for Haidong to disagree.
Where would Wang Haidong dare to voice excuses anymore? If he refused any more, his hard-fought place in this small circle would be gone.
If his relationship with Dai Limin soured, who would acknowledge him? Would those he’d stepped on let him go?
Absolutely not, they’d jump at the chance to stomp him further, and his family wouldn’t lend a hand either.
Who cares if he didn’t attract girls? Who cares about his image? As long as he stayed in Dai Limin’s favor, he’d have everything.
Wang Haidong was ruthless to himself, turning circles before everyone, "Thanks, Limin. I really like this outfit."
His heart bled, his future glorious image—no, he had no glorious image left. He’d just snapped plenty of photos of Renee.
Especially those taken with Dai Limin; would he not flaunt those pictures gleefully?
Seeing Haidong’s dismayed look, Renee couldn’t help but laugh, enjoying someone who loved stomping others.
"I have a lot of these clothes at my house; I’ll give them to you later."
"They haven’t been worn much; waste not, want not," Dai Limin reminded so kindly.
Heavens, those old clothes of Dai Limin’s, which Wang Haidong once praised blindly as stunning beyond words—what would he do if it were his turn to wear them?
"I don’t dare. I’ll buy new ones." As long as they’re similar enough, he could choose ones he could wear without being so offensive to the eyes.
Most importantly, "This one is a bit large."
A bit large—a clever way to put it; Renee would have outright said it looked like a child wearing adult clothes.
"This outfit needs to be loose, but you need some exercise; you’re too skinny."
Dai Limin wasn’t satisfied with Haidong’s slim figure. "Next time, join me for some jogging."
"Summer is about over; next summer we head to the army." Dai Limin expressed no need for gratitude; it was purely for Haidong’s benefit.
Going to the army to train for two months—heavens, collapsing from exhaustion and returning burnt and bulked up was not his intention.
Nowadays, burly men are out of favor; girls prefer cultured guys, especially Haidong, who’s aiming for a political career, needing to be refined.
Haidong didn’t like Rui Wen, but had to admit he was good-looking, with a wealthy family; no wonder Chu Ling fancied him.
His acquaintances laughed at the army proposal. Though not effeminate, Haidong cared for his appearance, avoiding activities under a blazing sun.
The army training though, those two months would be hard to endure, observing Dai Limin, who practiced military boxing from young, returning from army each summer in a sorry state.
"Sounds good, you’ll help each other."
"That’s what good brothers do."
It pushed Haidong to agree, lest he’s not a good brother.
Today he’s swallowed pride many times for this so-called brotherly reputation.
Endure, giving up now would be a shame.
Plus, there’s ten months till army time; Haidong wouldn’t let that pig catch him off guard.
"Sounds good. My parents think a military stint is a good idea too." Heart bleeding.
Seeing Haidong’s self-rationalizing, folks watched with an air of theater, all adept at hiding expressions despite numerous events.
"Good guys should enlist."
"Haidong, I knew you’re a man; I’ll toast you at dinner."
"Yes, must toast."
"We’ll have shared stories; though never full soldiers, trained in the army, we were soldiers."
That claim straightened Haidong’s back; he knew the Zhao Family and Gong Family never joined the army or trained there.
He was exceedingly grateful he hadn’t closed this opportunity, lest it wouldn’t come to him.
Seeing Haidong’s smug look, Renee didn’t smile, listening quietly.
