"It's mine, so what?"
Xiao Hei didn't expect Sister Sa's expression to change so drastically. Fearing there was something wrong with the item, he simply took it upon himself.
Sister Sa: "..."
It was like a bolt from the blue, a devastating strike!
The budding sprout of romance had been scorched before it could even bloom.
It turned out that the bottle of perfume in Xiao Hei's hand was from the J'adore collection by Dior, a top international brand.
There had been a highly publicized incident online about someone accidentally knocking over a bottle of Dior perfume, which had caused quite a stir.
Somehow, during its dissemination, this particular perfume had become a favorite among the gay community.
Knocking over a bottle of Dior perfume to be your true self meant coming out of the closet and embracing your authentic identity.
Several of her previous boyfriends had worn this very perfume.
Sister Sa's face was a mixture of pale and green.
Why was it that every man she fancied turned out to be bent like a coiled mosquito repellent?
Oh God, don't play with me like this!
I just want to find a normal man to share intimate moments with, why must you treat me this way?
"What... what's wrong?"
Seeing her expression shift repeatedly, Xiao Hei's heart fluttered with anxiety, and he asked with concern.
"No... nothing, is there a restroom?"
"Yes!" Xiao Hei quickly pointed to his left.
Sister Sa, in her high heels, walked in with a click-clack.
Turning on the faucet, Sister Sa splashed some water on her face, trying to clear her head a bit.
Immediately, a bitter smile curved her lips. "If I can't be the man who wrangles horses, then being a sister is fine too, it's not the first time!"
Emerging from the restroom, Sister Sa noticed a bedroom next to it. She thought, I'll go take a look in his bedroom. I refuse to believe my luck is that bad.
She boldly pushed open the bedroom door and peered inside.
The bedroom was impeccably tidy, spotless. The comforter and pillowcases were folded into perfect squares, looking just like a show home built by a real estate developer.
A neat room with no strange smells meant either a metrosexual or a gay man.
Damn it, this golden rule of the gay detector had also hit the mark.
Sister Sa felt such a pang of heartache that she wished she could call an ambulance.
Then, Sister Sa closed the door, adjusted her mindset, tidied her market basket handbag, and walked out.
"Are you alright?" Xiao Hei asked, concerned.
"I'm fine, what could be wrong with me."
Sister Sa tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing a somewhat bitter, auntie-like smile, and asked, "You said you caught some dirt on an artist under Sparkle Media. Who's the unlucky one?"
"It's that guy, Wang Chenyu."
"What, Wang Chenyu?" Sister Sa was startled.
She knew this Wang Chenyu; he was a rising star heavily promoted by Sparkle Media.
She never expected Xiao Hei's digging would uncover his scandal.
"Quick, show me!" Sister Sa urged impatiently. kuAiδugg
"That... that..."
"What 'that' and 'that'?"
Xiao Hei said somewhat nervously, "The photos I took are all high-definition, uncensored originals. The scenes are quite shocking, you can see them after I've processed them."
Sister Sa's brows were creased with a smile. "What's shocking about it? I've seen plenty of this stuff. We're all sisters, what's there to be shy about?"
"Sisters?" Xiao Hei frowned, not understanding what she meant.
Sister Sa vaguely replied, "Alright, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and show me the original files. I like excitement."
Xiao Hei: "..."
"You're a grown man, don't be so hesitant, hurry up and show me!"
Sister Sa's mindset shifted rapidly. She now saw Xiao Hei as a sister and became instantly familiar, nudging Xiao Hei's chest with her elbow.