After the initial shock came an even greater astonishment.
Xiao Yao had no idea why this beautiful young lady was asking such a question, but he still replied, “You must be mistaken, I’m actually the owner of this little place.”
“The waiter took the day off, so as the boss, I’m stepping in to help out. I hope you don’t mind?” Xiao Yao added deliberately.
With his lips curled in a subtle smile and a teasing tone, enhanced by his striking good looks, he exuded a certain rakish charm. Sang Qingye felt her heart skip a beat—her cheeks flushed pink, and she quickly replied, “Not at all, of course I don’t mind. To have someone like you, the boss himself, serving me—I feel truly honored.”
“Here’s the menu. Take your time,” Xiao Yao said, handing the menu to Sang Qingye.
While Sang Qingye spoke, her livestream camera remained on, splitting the screen between herself and Xiao Yao. Since she was sitting close to him, his features and attire were captured in perfect clarity.
She accepted the menu but didn’t order right away. Instead, she first glanced at the barrage of comments flooding her screen.
Ever since Xiao Yao appeared on the livestream, the comments had exploded, covering the entire screen.
“Wow! He’s actually the owner of this little restaurant!”
“Is this a prince experiencing the life of commoners?”
“Wearing plain clothes to blend in—city folks sure know how to have fun!”
“A handsome, rich boss playing waiter—Qingye is so lucky!”
“I wish I could go too, but I’m in the capital. What do I do?”
“He’s so handsome, I want to lick my screen!”
“A T-shirt worth thirty-six thousand—definitely a rich guy!”
“A belt costing fifty-four thousand—I’m so jealous!”
“My pure little Qingye is actually blushing!”
...
After glancing at the comments, Sang Qingye couldn’t help but steal another look or two at Xiao Yao before finally turning her attention to the menu and casually ordering a couple of dishes.
Once Xiao Yao walked away, Sang Qingye leaned in and whispered to her viewers, “This little boss is so handsome—he’s honestly the most attractive guy I’ve ever seen. A rich and handsome man serving as a waiter—I feel so lucky right now. I’m definitely going to order an extra dish today!”
“Qingye, you’ve fallen!”
“Qingye, I’m so disappointed—you have to hold your ground!”
“I’m jealous!”
“Tell me the address—I’ll fly over right now!”
“He’s mine! No one else can have him!”
...
Sang Qingye continued, “Don’t you all think his sense of style is amazing? Just a simple T-shirt and casual pants, but on him, it’s as if the clothes are glowing. He looks so refined, so elegant.”
“I’m more refined than him, but sadly, I don’t have money.”
“If I wore those clothes, I’d definitely be more handsome.”
“His entire outfit is worth over a hundred thousand—so extravagant!”
“He’s definitely rich!”
“Rich kids, stay away! Qingye is mine!”
“Am I the only one who noticed his watch?”
“The watch! The watch! The watch!”
“The watch is the real highlight!”
...
Suddenly, the comments were flooded with talk about the watch.
“A limited edition Patek Philippe, over thirteen million!”
“A watch worth tens of millions!”
“Only three of them exist in the world!”
...
Seeing the sudden burst of information about the watch—and most importantly, learning that it was worth over ten million—was a shock that left everyone stunned.
A watch worth tens of millions had always seemed like a legend to Sang Qingye; she never imagined she’d see one with her own eyes.
She instantly regretted not taking a closer look at that watch earlier. The blue-dialed watch appeared extremely intricate, and it was obvious it must be expensive, but she never expected it to be that costly. A price tag in the tens of millions was simply unfathomable for ordinary people.
“I don’t really know much about watches, but since so many viewers say it’s worth over ten million, I suppose they’re probably right. He drives a car worth over two million and wears a watch worth more than ten million—this little boss is definitely a tycoon,” she remarked.
Sang Qingye joked, “A wealthy tycoon like him running such an ordinary little restaurant—the way the rich do things is really different from us regular folks.”
Just as she was speaking, she suddenly received ten rockets from the “Little Witch of the Magic City”: “The real highlight is the jade pendant, not the watch!”
“I noticed he’s wearing a jade pendant too. The green is so vibrant it almost dazzles the eye. Is it expensive?” Sang Qingye asked.
The Little Witch of the Magic City sent another ten rockets, “That color is the purest imperial green—no doubt about it!”
The Little Witch was unusually excited today, sending rockets non-stop:
“From a distance, it looks like ‘glassy’ quality jade—at the very least, it’s high-ice.”
Sang Qingye, though unfamiliar with the value of a glassy imperial green jade pendant, was certain it must be expensive. “How much would that be? It must cost a fortune, right?”
“At least twenty million, and if it’s glassy, it could be over a hundred million! I think it’s glassy,” the Little Witch continued, sending more rockets.
After this message, the chat exploded with excitement.
If a watch worth ten million was already shocking, a jade pendant valued at over a hundred million was simply unimaginable.
For a while, the comments flew by in a frenzy:
“No way—how could it be that expensive?”
“Is a glassy imperial green jade pendant really worth that much?”
“I thought only bracelets went for over a hundred million?”
“That can’t be right.”
“I bet it’s just a few million, ten million at most.”
“Check out the 4.8 billion glassy imperial green jade bracelet!”
“Remember the 320 million high-ice imperial green bracelet at the Magic City Jewelry Show?”
“And the 130 million ice-type imperial green bracelet at the May Hanhai Auction?”
“Or the 180 million glassy imperial green Guanyin pendant?”
“A slight difference in color means a tenfold difference in price.”
“Pure green is already rare—imperial green is extremely scarce.”
...
The comments were entirely dominated by speculation about the value of the jade pendant.
If it truly was worth over a hundred million, the shock would be beyond words. Not only were the viewers passionately discussing it, even Sang Qingye herself was desperate to know the actual price.
She voiced her speculations to the camera when suddenly she received a private message from the Little Witch of the Magic City: “Later, ask the little boss if he’d be willing to sell his jade pendant for a hundred million. If he is, I’ll fly over to discuss it in person.”
“But you haven’t seen it up close. What if it’s not actually glassy imperial green?” Sang Qingye asked.
“You can ask anyway; worst case, I’ll just have wasted a trip. No real loss.”
“Alright then, I’ll ask him for you,” Sang Qingye agreed.
The Little Witch of the Magic City was one of Sang Qingye’s top three supporters and had always been generous. Now that she’d asked for this favor, Sang Qingye was determined to take it seriously.