SAYE [Run Freely]

Chapter 18

Jiang Cheng watched his dexterous hands work soundlessly - at this moment, Li Baoguo looked a lot more pleasing to the eye then he normally did at the gambling table when his eyes were fixed on the cards. 　　

In less than half an hour, Li Baoguo had already finished assembling the bookshelf, and he hadn't even taken a single glance at the instructions manual.

"Okay," he clapped his hands, looking at the shelf. "This thing sure is ugly, you buying this... how much did you spend?"

"... three hundred," Jiang Cheng originally wanted to say four hundred, but subtracted a bit after some hesitation.

"Three hundred?" Li Baoguo bellowed in surprise. "This sort of wooden structure cost three hundred? You good-for-nothing boy, spending so recklessly ah!"

Jiang Cheng did not reply, he honestly was not sure if saying two hundred or saying one hundred would make Li Baoguo scream like this also.

This shelf was certainly not cheap, but one, the quality was pretty good, and two, it was a style that he liked. In a room that he did not belong to before nor would he find a sense of belonging in the future, he needed "something of his own", only then would he feel at ease.

But this was something Li Baoguo would not understand nor was he able to make Li Baoguo understand.

"My son sure has the tycoon swag," Li Bao Guo sighed, "This father of yours still has to live on credit from buying the smallest things."

"What'd you put on credit this time?" Jiang Cheng stared blankly.

"Remember the fish cakes I bought the other day, the ones that you said tasted quite good," Li Baoguo said. "And that bottle of... ai, that kid's eyes are simply too sharp, otherwise, I wouldn't have to pay for that alcohol... but there are other things on credit from before, this bit of money is nothing."

Jiang Cheng stared at him, feeling as if his own eyeballs were about to roll out, he kept on wanting to cup his hands and catch them.

"How 'bout..." Li Baoguo looked at him with an expression full of awkwardness and embarrassment, "Son, do you have some money... on hand?"

Jiang Cheng really wanted to answer no, but it was undeniable that during the half an hour in which Li Baoguo helped him put up the bookshelf, he fell in a trance, even feeling somewhat touched.

Although he felt now that the true motives behind Li Baoguo's voluntary actions to help him assemble the shelf may just be an exchange for Jiang Cheng to pay his debt... he still nodded his head: "I do."

"My son sure is reliable!" Li Baoguo slapped him on the elbow.

"Which store did you put them on credit?" Jiang Cheng asked. "How much in total? I'll go pay it back now."

"Just that small shop on the street next to us... you should know it, Gu Fei," Li Baoguo replied. "The store that Da Fei's family owns..."

"What did you say? Gu Fei?" Jiang Cheng did not wait for him to finish before interrupting him - his voice almost cracking when he spoke.

"Yeah, he seems to know you too," Li Baoguo said. "Just say that I told you to go... hey, he also goes to Si Zhong, you must know that right?"

Jiang Cheng did not reply; amidst a moment of disbelief and chaos as well as an underlying and inexplicable embarrassment, he grabbed his jacket and walked out the door.

That's just too fucking much... of an embarrassment!

His own father! Had debts in the shop of a deskmate that he had a fight with not too long ago!