The Silly Shou Transmigrated Into a Book - Chapter 33

Jiang Hansa felt quite self-conscious putting on the formal attire Kou Huai had prepared for him. Usually, he was the one giving out money; he never expected the day would come when he’d benefit from someone else’s custom-tailored clothes.

The Jiang family had their own stylists, so both boys had their hair professionally done.

Jiang Hansa’s hair was short, so a quick style made him look sharp and handsome. As for Gu Qiuyi, his features were so exquisite and beautiful that the stylist only needed to trim his light bangs slightly to fully reveal his face.

The stylist finished with a bit of setting spray to tame Gu Qiuyi’s stray hairs. When it was done, although the change wasn’t drastic, his natural advantages were highlighted even more.

Looking at him, Jiang Hansa had a vague feeling—had this guy’s appearance changed from before? He seemed even more striking now, more capable of grabbing everyone’s attention.

Once they were in the car, Gu Qiuyi grew nervous. He spread his palms for Jiang Hansa to see. “Brother Hansa, look, sob sob… my palms are sweating.”

This wasn’t Jiang Hansa’s first time at such an event, so he wasn’t nervous. With Kou Huai backing them, there shouldn’t be any issues; he might even be able to pull in some business for his family.

Feeling relaxed and expectant, Jiang Hansa grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the car. “Want to wash your hands?”

Gu Qiuyi took the water, poured a small capful to rinse his hands, and Jiang Hansa handed him a towel.

After drying his hands, Gu Qiuyi asked, “Is there anything good to eat at these parties?”

Jiang Hansa replied, “Yeah, there’ll be all kinds of Western snacks, expensive red wine—eat as much as you want. But don’t only eat. It’s a cocktail party; eating and drinking is fine, but if you do nothing but eat, people will look down on you.”

Gu Qiuyi asked, “Why?”

Jiang Hansa explained, “Because everyone here is well-off; they aren’t lacking food. The purpose of a gala is social networking. If you play it right, you can secure business deals. It’s a test of social skills.”

Hearing this, Gu Qiuyi patted Jiang Hansa on the shoulder. “Then you have to work hard, Brother Hansa! You’re so capable, you’ll definitely shine.”

Jiang Hansa hesitated for a moment before lowering his voice. “Qiu, chat with Kou Huai more. I’ll just stay by your side.”

Gu Qiuyi asked knowingly, “Why?”

Jiang Hansa’s motives weren’t entirely pure, and he was quite upright about his lack of purity. At this moment, however, he felt a bit embarrassed by his small calculation. “Kou Huai’s status is different. He’s the only son of the Kou family and will take over the business. If outsiders see us as friends, they’ll give me face, and I can open up more paths.”

Gu Qiuyi gave an “I get it” expression. “Okay, don’t worry, Brother Hansa. I’ll stick to Brother Kou Huai like glue.”

Jiang Hansa said bashfully, “Sorry for the trouble.”

On the other side, Kou Huai got into a car with a long face; his parents were riding with him.

Kou Huai was good-looking—thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a high bridge of his nose. While he couldn’t quite match Chu Yueguang, he was a standard handsome guy.

With a son like this, his parents naturally looked good as well. His father, Kou Qinian, was in his forties and looked quite refined and scholarly. His mother, Shan Junya, likely due to her personality, possessed a stern, cold, and piercing beauty. She rarely smiled, and her gaze was so sharp that a single look could make cold sweat break out on Kou Huai’s forehead.

Kou Huai was clearly terrified of his mother. Sitting in the backseat with her made him uncomfortable; he fidgeted around as if there were needles in the seat.

Shan Junya scolded him in a low voice, “What are you twisting for? You’re an adult, yet you act like a child.”

Kou Huai immediately sat up straight. After a while, he couldn’t help but say, “Mom, why did you come along? You said it would just be me and Dad.”

Shan Junya looked at him coldly. “What? You don’t want me here?”

Kou Huai: “…N-no, I just thought it was strange.”

Shan Junya said, “I heard you asked Grandpa Chris to make two extra sets of formal wear. He’s so old, yet you made him rush the work.”

Kou Huai: “…Uh, Mom, how did you know?”

Shan Junya replied, “Is there anything you can hide from me?”

Kou Huai had long known his mother monitored him, but he hadn’t expected her to meddle in such small matters. He felt a sense of dread and gave a forced laugh. “Is that so?”

Shan Junya asked, “What is that boy like?”

Kou Huai: “…”

Shan Junya: “Why are you silent? You’ve transferred quite a lot of money to him, haven’t you? You were quite brave standing up for him, too.”

Kou Huai: “…”

Shan Junya: “Are you a mute?”

Fine beads of sweat broke out on Kou Huai’s forehead. “Mom, why are you bringing this up?”

Shan Junya warned, “Kou Huai, I’m telling you: you can play around, but don’t bring it into the light. If I find out you dare to cross the line, I’ll break your legs.”

She emphasized: “You know I’m serious. Don’t test your luck.”

Kou Huai: “…” His face turned pale.

With Shan Junya right there, he didn’t dare pull out his phone. Only when they arrived at the venue did he use the excuse of going to the bathroom to message Jiang Hansa and the others: “Where are you guys?”

Jiang Hansa replied: “We’re almost there, what’s up?”

Kou Huai felt himself breaking out in a sweat. At a time like this, how could he tell them not to come? For the first time in his life, he felt truly wronged.

Kou Huai slowly replied: “Nothing. Take your time, no rush.”

Then he thought of Chu Yueguang and messaged him: “Brother, are you coming to the gala at the Tianchi Hotel today?”

Chu Yueguang replied: “No. Why?”

Kou Huai said: “Brother, please come. Help me out.”

Chu Yueguang: “Help you? What did you do now?”

Kou Huai typed back reluctantly: “I wanted to bring Qiuqiu to see the world, but my mom came too. She already knows about me and Qiuqiu. I’m stuck. Brother, you know my mom’s personality. Help me, please. I’m afraid Qiuqiu will be mistreated.”

Chu Yueguang stared at the message, and fire instantly flared in his heart. “Kou Huai, have you been cursed?”

Kou Huai: “Man, I already promised him. Help me out; I don’t trust anyone else.”

Chu Yueguang: “…”

Kou Huai: “Chu Yueguang, just help me this once, okay? We’re brothers, aren’t we?”

Chu Yueguang: “Fine. I’m coming.”

Kou Huai wasn’t entirely at ease leaving Gu Qiuyi to Chu Yueguang, either. Having known him for so many years, he could sense the change in Chu Yueguang’s state of mind.

But the situation was urgent, and Chu Yueguang was ultimately the one he trusted most—even if Chu Yueguang claimed to hate Gu Qiuyi, his massive ego and “idol baggage” meant he would never do anything ungentlemanly.

After making the arrangements, Kou Huai told Jiang Hansa: “My mom came today… she has a bad temper. Try not to approach me today. I’ve asked Chu Yueguang to look after you.”

Jiang Hansa: “…” Jiang Hansa replied: “Okay, we understand.”

Kou Huai breathed a sigh of relief and asked, “How is Qiuqiu dressed today? Take a photo and let me see?”

Jiang Hansa asked Gu Qiuyi and then sent a photo to Kou Huai.

Kou Huai looked at the photo. “Damn, he’s gorgeous!! Our Qiuqiu is so good-looking!” Then he added: “But the pose is too tacky. Tell him not to do the ‘V’ sign.”

Gu Qiuyi snatched Jiang Hansa’s phone to reply: “You’re the one who’s tacky!”

Kou Huai laughed; he could tell it was Gu Qiuyi by the tone. “What’s this? Didn’t I just praise you? Little guy, you won’t even let your big brother criticize you?”

Gu Qiuyi: “.”

Kou Huai: “?” He felt a shiver seeing that period. “Who did you learn that period-sending from? It’s really aggravating.”

He thought of Chu Yueguang but instinctively denied the connection.

Kou Huai wanted to banter more, but a knock sounded on the bathroom door—it was his mother’s voice. “How much longer are you going to be in there?”

Kou Huai: “!!!” He whispered, “Mom, this is the men’s room.”

Shan Junya: “Get out.”

Kou Huai’s mood plummeted. He walked out and saw Shan Junya standing right there. Though he was a tall boy over 180 cm, he felt strangely small in front of the 170 cm Shan Junya (who was wearing heels).

Shan Junya glanced at his phone screen, which hadn’t gone dark yet. “Who are you chatting with? You’ve lost track of time.”

Kou Huai: “No one. I have frequent urination, urgency, and incomplete emptying.”

Shan Junya: “…” She sneered, “You’ve even learned to lie. Fine, let’s go.”

Kou Huai walked out of the restroom area with her. He wanted to tell the waiter at the door that he had two friends coming, but he didn’t get the chance. He patted the phone in his pocket and sighed. What a mess—a perfectly good opportunity ruined by his mother.

On the other side, Gu Qiuyi and Jiang Hansa arrived at the Tianchi Hotel.

However, they didn’t actually have invitations, so they were blocked at the door by the staff.

Jiang Hansa and Gu Qiuyi were both a bit dazed. They tried to contact Kou Huai, but he was unreachable. The two of them stood at the entrance feeling like idiots.

It was at this moment that Gu Qingbai, Liang Rong, and Gu Dancheng arrived.

This was the first time Gu Qiuyi had seen Gu Dancheng. He wasn’t much different from his memory: Gu Dancheng was very tall and large, half a head taller than the 180 cm Jiang Hansa—estimated to be around 190 cm. He wore a custom suit, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His face was cold and handsome, radiating a thick aura of cold nobility.

Gu Dancheng saw Gu Qiuyi, but he didn’t recognize him at first. He looked away, intending to walk straight in. But when Liang Rong saw Gu Qiuyi, her eyebrows shot up, and her voice turned shrill: “Gu Qiuyi! What are you doing here?!”

Gu Qiuyi: “…”

He moved his gaze from Gu Dancheng to Liang Rong and said, “I came with my friend.”

The people with Liang Rong asked in surprise, “Mrs. Gu, you know this person?”

A flash of panic went through Liang Rong’s eyes, and she quickly denied it: “How could that be! I don’t know him at all!”

Afraid of further questions, she grabbed Gu Qingbai’s arm and strode through the doors.

Gu Dancheng had stopped in his tracks the moment Liang Rong shouted the name. His gaze fell on Gu Qiuyi once more, and his eyes were clearly different now.

But his expression remained cold. He stood some distance from Gu Qiuyi and asked, “Aren’t you coming in?”

Gu Qiuyi was surprised—surprised that Gu Dancheng would actually speak to him. He was a bit unsure of his role in this dynamic and hesitated. “We can’t get in. My friend didn’t tell the staff.”

The waiter nearby felt a bit annoyed—staff?

Gu Dancheng gave a slight nod and turned to the waiter. “Let him in. He is my younger brother.”

Gu Qiuyi was stunned—he actually admitted he was his brother?!