After purchasing his undergarments and clothing, Chen Hua couldn’t help but feel as though he had a revelation. Women are always suffering!

For the sake of fashion, some clothes had areas with thinner fabric than others, leaving Chen Hua feeling cold. Whereas some areas where too thick, causing Chen Hua to feel hot. What kind of evil, crazy and demented fashion designers would make such clothing for women!

Lacy tops with frills aplenty tickled his skin, the newly bought bras had straps that would occasionally dig into his flesh if he moved about with reckless abandon. And when we tried on a skirt with extreme diffculty, a cold breeze brushed by his nethers, leaving him chilly!

Thank god my Lil’ bro is no longer around! Otherwise, he’d be frozen solid! For a woman to look good, they had to suffer! But who are they looking good for? For the men! So women are suffering for men! Chen Hua couldn’t help but view himself as a deeply sophisticated individual after realizing the pains of a woman.

Wheeling Chen Hua to the car pickup-point with the newly bought items, Cheng Yu said to Chen Hua, “Wait here, I’ll bring the car around.”

But as Cheng Yu left, an all too familiar voice called out to Chen Hua. “Bingbing is that you?”

The familiar words of ‘Bingbing’ brought a sense of foreboding along with it. Causing Chen Hua’s skin to crawl. Chen Hua slowly turned in his wheelchair to find the source of the voice.

From Chen Hua’s perspective, a youthful heart-throb with wavy hair and well-defined features that made all the younger girls scream “Oppa! Saranghae!” was running towards him. Absolutely disgusting.

Adding fuel to the fire, Xiaoming had called Chen Hua’s name extremely loudly. Garnering the attention of every shopper in the vicinity.

“Isn’t that Bai Xiaoming! Who’s the girl he called out?”

“To actually see an upcoming celebrity here! Let’s ask him for an autograph before he’s really famous!”

"Hello Weibo!"

“Xiaoming Oppa! I’m willing to become gay for you! My Chrysanthemum Gate’s first time is saved for you!”

Holy sh*t! What kind of bad luck did I have? There’s the whole of China for him to explore but the guy who called is actually here in person?

Stolen novel; please report.

In Xiaoming’s defence, Xintiandi is an affluent shopping district, popular with trendy youths. Furthermore, many domestic and foreign tourists visited the place as an attraction. During the day, classy cafes and restaurants were open for business and during the night, people could drown their sorrows in bars. As long as they had money.

Painfully grabbing Chen Hua by the shoulders, Xiaoming forced Chen Hua to face him. “Bingbing it’s me! What happened to you? Why are your legs injured?”

Chen Hua couldn’t put up much of a struggle, as Xiaoming’s hands pressed deeply into Chen Hua’s shoulders Chen Hua felt as though his bones were going to be crushed by the demented man in front of him. “Let go you idiot! It’s really painful!” Motherf*cker have you heard of personal space?

At this moment, Cheng Yu had turned the car into the pickup point and saw another man assaulting Chen Hua. He was furious. Storming out of the car, he tore Xiaoming’s hands off of Chen Hua and pushed him several steps back.

Recovering from being pushed back, Xiaoming was still enraged. But he had regained some sense of composure. “Ah! Bingbing I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking straight… But you! Who are you!” Jabbing his finger vehemently in Cheng Yu’s direction.

In response, Cheng Yu simply folded his arms and stared him down. “Who are you then?”

Increasingly annoyed by Cheng Yu’s method of answering questions by asking a question of his own, Xiaoming angrily spat out with gritted teeth. “I’m Bingbing’s ex-boyfriend!”

Ex-boyfriend! I bet my body’s owner left you because of how crazy you act! All the handsome and pretty ones are always the crazy ones!

Cheng Yu raised an eyebrow and cocked his head after hearing Xiaoming’s declaration. “So that means you have nothing to do with ‘Bingbing’ anymore right?”

Cheng Yu’s response had caused Xiaoming to falter for a second. But as though he had thought up of some ingenious counterattack, he quickly retorted. “So what? Who are you to Bingbing anyway?”

Cheng Yu’s lips curled up into a smile, he then lifted Chen Hua from his wheelchair and gently carried him into his car. As Cheng Yu returned to Xiaoming to retrieve the rest of the goods they had bought, he whispered just softly enough for only Xiaoming to hear. “I am your Bingbing’s ‘that’. We came here to buy a bed together.”

With Xiaoming frozen in place from shock, Cheng Yu got into his car and drove off.

“Hey Cheng Yu, what did you tell him to make him freeze up like that?” Chen Hua was not retarded, he put two and two together and realized that Cheng Yu must have said something earth-shattering to Xiaoming when he went to pick up the rest of their purchases.

“Not much, I just told him I was your talent manager.” Cheng Yu indifferently said.

“Oh. Okay then.” Taking out his phone to entertain himself, Chen Hua dropped the matter.

The two made their way home, leaving the whole mess behind them. Unfortunately, since Xiaoming was a pseudo-celebrity, the video of their argument slowly made its way onto Weibo, captured by a bystander with a phone on portrait mode.