Zhao Yunhai rubbed his temples. If he didn't want to chase after the protagonist himself in the future, he would have to groom a few obedient protagonists.
However, protagonists were protagonists, and it was difficult for them to willingly submit to others.
Moreover, a protagonist was a double-edged sword that could easily wound oneself if not handled with care.
The most important reason was the protagonist's unpredictability. If he truly wanted to groom one, he had to be fully prepared.
It was already around nine in the evening. As a young man, Zhao Yunhai couldn't sleep. After tossing and turning, he got up and went downstairs.
The living room was brightly lit. Yang Hui was sitting on the sofa, cross-legged, eating fruit and watching TV, as if she had already made herself at home.
"Why are you still here? Aren't you going to sleep?"
Zhao Yunhai sat beside her and asked curiously.
Yang Hui stared at him intently, "Aunt Qin said you don't like to stay idle at night and asked you to take me if you go out."
"Take you?" Zhao Yunhai felt a headache coming on. He really wasn't used to taking a woman out.
Especially since this woman looked pretty good and was already one of his potential future wives. He couldn't treat her like those disreputable women.
"Yes, don't worry, I won't bother you." Yang Hui saw his apparent hesitation and quickly promised, "You—you can pretend I don't exist."
"Pretend you don't exist? Bullshit," Zhao Yunhai muttered inwardly, then said with a straight face, "My mom said so, how could I not take you? Come along."
A Da and the other two were still awake. Knowing that Young Master Yun was going out, they quickly followed.
The garage door opened, and a Hennessy Venom F5 shot out, its headlights as dazzling as a beast's luminous eyes.
Behind this luxury car followed a nondescript black sedan.
Zhao Yunhai wanted to go out and relax, so naturally, he had to invite his friends.
[Young Master Zhao: I'm paying tonight. Anyone want to go out and have some fun with me.]
After sending the message, Zhao Yunhai turned off the do-not-disturb for the group chat, and the group immediately buzzed with activity.
These friends were all resourceful. They already knew he was back. Seeing him emerge from his silence, they eagerly responded to Young Master Zhao's call.
In Yanjing, Zhao Yunhai's friends were all young masters with profound backgrounds. Their fathers had close ties with the Zhao family, so naturally, they all looked up to Zhao Yunhai.
Zhao Yunhai held the steering wheel with one hand and instinctively reached out to his right with the other.
Zhao Yunhai's movement faltered. He calmly withdrew his hand and scratched an itch behind his neck.
Zhao Yunhai couldn't help but glance at Yang Hui and found her looking at him with a puzzled expression. It was clear she didn't understand his recent gesture.
But then again, it made sense. The Yang family had painstakingly cultivated Yang Hui, so they wouldn't let her see anything strange or peculiar.
The more she didn't understand, the more Zhao Yunhai felt a subtle excitement.
Women were like fine wine, best savored slowly. If you downed it all at once, you'd find it bland afterward.
Zhao Yunhai wasn't very good at chasing women. After all, women flocked to him with a mere wave of his hand, just like in his previous life. However, he still had his unique insights.
Don't fully charge a woman's battery all at once. Love that's too satisfying can make love cheap.
At this point, you need to stir a woman's heartstrings little by little. A fluctuating love will make her feel restless.
Constantly hot and cold wouldn't work; you need to make her feel your presence from time to time, but the frequency can't be too high.
In short, all these methods are only applicable to handsome guys.
If you're not good-looking, don't worry, there are still ways.
In short, be persistent. Even a virtuous woman fears a persistent suitor. Make full use of your thick skin.
If you succeed, you win. If you don't, move on to another. Eventually, someone soft-hearted will agree to you.
(Isn't it that simple to find a partner? I don't understand why people always complain about being single without a girlfriend.)
While waiting at a red light, Zhao Yunhai noticed the car next to him. He glanced at the passenger seat and his eyes lit up.
To be clear, he wasn't a lecher or a glutton. He simply had an eye for beauty.
Zhao Yunhai rolled down the window, rested his arm on the frame, and whistled playfully at the beautiful woman in the passenger seat, shouting, "Hey beautiful, let's add each other on WeChat."
Zhao Yunhai's appearance could be said to be above 99% of men in Jiuzhou. The remaining 1% were effeminate.
However, this beauty didn't seem to be a fan of looks. She merely glanced at him, her face instantly turning icy, and then she rolled up her car window.
"What's wrong?"
Yang Fan, sitting in the driver's seat, looked at her in confusion. She had just asked him to open the window for some fresh air, why did she close it again?
Yan Rubing, true to her name, was as cold as ice. Her cold eyes fixed straight ahead, and she said in a chilling tone, "Drive the car properly."
"She's another ice block. How does she compare to my sweet Little Hui Hui, who is so gentle and considerate?"
Zhao Yunhai wasn't angered. He turned to Yang Hui with a chuckle, teasing her.
Yang Hui covered her mouth and smiled, not answering. She naturally understood the implied meaning.
She didn't feel any dissatisfaction with Zhao Yunhai's flirtatious behavior towards another woman. In fact, she saw it as a man's instinct, perfectly normal.
"A man who isn't lustful won't have ambition," this was what her mother had taught her.
Zhao Yunhai was actually hinting at her with his words, revealing the kind of person he was. If they were to get into a relationship, there would be no turning back.
After all, he couldn't possibly remain single for his entire life, nor could he avoid marriage. His family business had to be inherited by direct descendants. Otherwise, what was the point of his hard work if he ended up working for others his whole life?
He also wouldn't have only one woman. He wouldn't be like his father, devoted to only his mother.
The light turned green, and the engine's roar sounded like a beast's growl.
Zhao Yunhai felt that this woman had successfully caught his attention. Such a cold and aloof woman—tonight's entertainment had been found.
[Young Master Zhao: The location has been sent to you. Come to my place to gather. I've found an ice queen, and she has a good temperament.]
[Lonely Cao Thief: I'm coming, I'm coming (no explicit content jpg)]
[My smoke is loneliness: Brought a cigarette, brothers, heh heh.]
Zhao Yunhai's message was like dropping a bomb in a fish pond. These young masters who were free rushed to join in the revelry.
The traffic light turned green. Zhao Yunhai slowly reduced his speed, watching the red Bentley that had overtaken him, and slowly accelerated to follow.
"Boss, that car behind us is following us," Yang Fan said, glancing at the rearview mirror, his eyes narrowing.
"Ignore him," Yan Rubing's face remained frosty. In her opinion, it was just another prank by a spoiled brat.