Chapter 68

Wang Qiying just watched Yang Kang's back—

"Wang Gongzi, you don't really like the young prince, do you? This kind of hobby is really unacceptable," Mo Ming asked in surprise. He had privately asked Wang Qiying what kind of grudge he had with Yang Kang.

It turned out that when asked, Wang Qiying had just made a joke, saying that Yang Kang was very beautiful, even more so than girls, and that he liked him.

Wang Qiying was just joking, but Yang Kang initially thought Wang Qiying was intentionally humiliating him. Later, he always believed that this guy had some special preferences, so he naturally kept his distance.

"This is a long story!" Wang Qiying said, "I am a bit older than him, and we were both in Jinling City. We were classmates in college—though we didn't have much interaction, we knew each other.

At that time, it was just starting to spread that Yang Chongxuan's painting had been a bad investment, and he had lost all his wealth—creditors came to the door, and at that moment, Yang Chongxuan fell ill out of anger.

Poor Yang Kang didn't even have money to treat his father, so he started by selling his clothes and accessories. People like us naturally have some valuable things. He had a glass seed green jade pendant around his neck and a Han Dynasty white jade longevity lock on his wrist, both of which were good things.

At that time, he sold everything, but the money was still far from enough to pay off their debts.

So, he started selling his branded clothes at school. The young prince back then, just like now, wore silk shirts, usually international brands...

From the moment he started selling his clothes, people at school began to mock and humiliate him.

I thought afterward, if he could have been shameless and ignored those creditors, Yang Chongxuan wouldn't have died so quickly.

As a father, seeing his beloved child change from expensive branded clothes to the cheapest market stall rough clothes, I imagine he must have felt extremely distressed.

Then, that damn Jiang Yan came. Yang Kang wanted to sell Yuzhenzhai, but due to Yang Chongxuan's bad investment, Yuzhenzhai couldn't be sold quickly.

Jiang Yan took advantage of the situation and bought Yuzhenzhai for 1.5 million yuan at a low price.

At the same time, Yang Kang sold a detached villa in Taoyuan Mountain Resort to our family because he couldn't find a buyer quickly on his own.

After selling the villa, Yang Kang started paying off debts one by one.

He sold the house and managed to gather all the debts, but after paying them off, he was left with nothing.

All these events, from start to finish, took less than a month—including Yang Chongxuan's death. There seemed to be some trouble at the funeral.

At that time, I wanted to help him, really. I saw him secretly crying in a corner of the campus, and I was very sad.

I once thought, if my father's business had problems, could I hold up?

Would these friends and relatives who are now close to me also turn their backs on me in such a situation, feeling the same pain as him—I was really disheartened.

I said I wanted to help him, but at that time, he had probably been hurt too deeply and asked me—why would I help him when others were adding to his troubles?

In a moment of foolishness, I said that sentence—he was very beautiful, and all the girls in Jinling University combined were not as beautiful as him, and I really liked him."

"Didn't he give you a slap?" Mo Ming asked in surprise.

If Wang Qiying was just joking around, Yang Kang would have at most laughed it off. But in that situation, he was mentally and physically exhausted, so he naturally thought Wang Qiying was deliberately humiliating him and naturally didn't give him a good face.

"After saying that, I knew I had taken the joke too far—I knew Zhou Bomin and his father were close, so I asked Zhou Bomin to let him work at the pawn shop, giving him a leisurely position so he could finish college.

But because of this, he has always regarded me as a pervert.

Well, not long ago, someone came to pawn a Xuande blue-and-white porcelain bowl. Out of curiosity, I went to check it out at night, and accidentally dropped it.

Then, out of mischief, I wanted to tease him, and... he slapped me in the face.

I got angry and hit him—I had learned sanda since I was young, so he was no match for me. Then he has always regarded me as a pervert, and he ignored my apologies." Wang Qiying smiled bitterly.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Qiying continued, "To be honest, after this incident, I felt a bit strange. Could I really be a pervert? So, I went to Thailand..."

"Damn, stay away from me, you guy," Mo Ming couldn't help but curse, "What kind of hobby is this? The young prince is right to keep his distance from you."

"I have no interest in those transvestites in Thailand," Wang Qiying said, "Because of this, I even went to South Korea... I really am not a pervert, I was just joking."

Yang Kang leaned against the corner of the stairs, listening to Wang Qiying's words in surprise. He didn't know that Zhou Bomin's arrangement for him to work at the pawn shop was actually Wang Qiying's idea.

Yes, he was the young master of Wang's Pawn Shop—and as Wang Qiying said, he was just a leisurely position at the pawn shop, and it didn't matter whether he was there or not.

If Wang Qiying wasn't a pervert and was just joking, he wouldn't mind.

In fact, over the past two years, there had been many more outrageous words and actions. Why should he be angry?

"The young prince looks like that, you can't blame you!" Fat Guo walked over, patted Wang Qiying's shoulder, and sighed, "I was the one who suffered that day. In the afternoon, I was delivering a load of goods. It's not easy to collect old things. On my way past the Confucius Temple, I saw the young prince.

At that time, I thought he was a movie star, and a film company was shooting there. I was about to look around and find him for an autograph... but I accidentally hit him."

"This fatso is just a face fanatic!" Yang Kang was about to go downstairs and didn't want to listen to this fatso's nonsense. He hoped this fatso would find a beautiful wife in the future who would make him kneel on the washing board every day, that would be the retribution.

But at that moment, Fat Guo continued, "I just helped him up and found that he was not only beautiful but also fragrant and soft..."

"Fragrant and soft?" Yang Kang was surprised. Could it be that he had some body odor?

Could this be the reason he couldn't find a job? He thought carefully, and his only job was arranged by Wang Qiying, to work at Wang's Pawn Shop.

Wang Qiying was just feeling the same pain and sympathizing with him.

Then, when he looked for a job, he faced rejection everywhere. Yes, Jiang Xiaoyue also complained that he made their storage room dirty and smelly... it seems he really had a problem.