Chapter 13: The Professional Spendthrift

The room fell silent, no one dared to bid unless they were intentionally trying to offend him or knew the contents were truly valuable.

The auctioneer, after a moment of stunned silence, quickly announced, "Ten thousand! The thirteenth young master of the Ye family has bid ten thousand. Is there anyone willing to go higher? Ten thousand, once."

The auctioneer counted down quickly, quite unusual compared to the normal practice of dragging out each bid for several minutes.

This was normal, after all, everyone knew that besides the prodigal son, the thirteenth young master of the Ye family, it was difficult to find a second person who would bid. No one expected any competition.

And indeed, everyone was curious to know what was inside the box, their eyes eagerly awaiting the reveal. But they were disappointed when the young master paid for the box and rushed away.

He ran so quickly, did the box contain a treasure? Was that why the prodigal son was in such a hurry? Many people suspected as much, but if they had heard the following conversation, they would have understood that it wasn't the case.

"Please, to the Ye Mansion," Tiger Niao asked, holding the box in her hand after getting into a hired carriage, "Young master, do you know what's inside?"

Although she felt the answer might be frustrating, she couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"I don't know," the prodigal son shook his head, answering truthfully.

"You don't know and you still bid ten thousand?" Tiger Niao shook her head helplessly and then put the box into her spatial pouch.

While the young master also had a decent spatial ring, it was almost empty, as Tiger Niao kept most of his belongings.

There was a reason for this. He bought things without caring whether he needed them or not, and he didn't quite understand the use of things. Tiger Niao was different. Even if she didn't know, she would find out and keep things with her so they could be utilized properly.

Furthermore, keeping things with Tiger Niao was basically the same as keeping them with the young master, as the two were inseparable, a perfect pair... Well, actually, a master and servant.

"This is what it means to be a professional prodigal. Other prodigal sons only waste money on things they like or things that are valuable. I am different. I don't care if I like it or if it has value. If I want to be a prodigal, I'll be a prodigal. If I want to splurge, I'll splurge," the young master stated seriously, a hint of disdain in his voice as if he was looking down upon those so-called prodigal sons.

"Ugh, I knew you would say that. Why do you always say something different when it comes to this? Were you born to be a prodigal?" Tiger Niao was even more helpless, but at the same time, she found it strange that her young master was slow in everything else and his speech was a bit incoherent.

But whenever he talked about being a prodigal, his logic seemed clear, even though it was always unreasonable logic that made people want to roll their eyes.

Since the young master didn't know what was inside, what was he in a hurry for? Well, of course, it was to go home to the royal palace to attend his and his "wife's" birthday party.

They had already been at the auction house for over an hour and a half, reaching their limit. If they didn't go back soon, his parents would send someone to fetch him.

"You little rascal, why did you only come back now? I told you to come back early today! Enough talk, get in the carriage quickly. Tai Ya is waiting in the carriage to help you change clothes," as the biggest prodigal son of the Ye family returned to the gates of the Ye Mansion, he was grabbed by the ear as soon as he got off the carriage and dragged towards a luxurious carriage that was already waiting.

"Mom, it hurts," the young master cried out in pain, twisting his ear. The one who was twisting his ear was none other than Long Anqi, the only two people who would dare do such a thing to him.

Why was it the only two?

Well, it was because there were two, but the other wasn't his father, but his older sister, Ye Lan Yu.

"Haha, you deserve it! You ran away while I wasn't looking." Ye Lan Yu clapped her hands, seeming quite pleased.

"I didn't," the young master shook his head, denying Ye Lan Yu's accusation.

"You say you didn't? I told you to go shopping with me." Ye Lan Yu was slightly angry.

"Yeah, you did," the young master nodded slowly.

"Then you still say you didn't?" Ye Lan Yu tapped his forehead with her hand.

"But I didn't say I would go with you."

"..." Ye Lan Yu fell silent.

Perhaps you don't understand. It's simple. Our thirteenth young master was talking about being dressed like Ye Lan Yu, not disguising himself as her, but dressing in a similar style. To put it simply, she was dressing him up as a girl.

At that time, our thirteenth young master was still young, with big, watery eyes and delicate, fair skin. Dressed as a girl, he could be considered breathtakingly beautiful, of course, this was an exaggeration, but it was undeniable that he was quite cute dressed as a girl.

After all, he was a ten-year-old child. Even if it was someone else, if Ye Lan Yu caught them and dressed them the same way, they probably wouldn't be much different.

"Little Yu, you have to blame yourself. Now your brother is afraid of you," a beautiful girl with a hint of gentleness smiled.

"Second sister, you're laughing at me! You were the one who suggested it. I think it was you who said that my brother was cute and if we dressed him up, we would have another sister." Ye Lan Yu was dissatisfied, as she remembered when she had her brother try on her clothes, it was her second sister who said that her brother was cute and that they should dress him up.

"Did I?" The second sister pretended not to know.

"Hmph."

"Enough talking. Let's go to the palace," Ye Cheng Tian waved his hand, interrupting his children's conversation and announcing their departure.

In the carriage, as Tiger Niao and Long Anqi helped the thirteenth young master change clothes, Ye Lan Yu suggested that he wear her evening gown. Of course, Long Anqi immediately gave her a knock on the head.

The thirteenth young master watched Ye Lan Yu with pity from the side and touched the place where Long Anqi had hit her. He still felt sorry for his sister.

Although Ye Lan Yu often played tricks on and lied to her brother, it was undeniable that she loved him dearly and wouldn't allow anyone to bully him.

"Brother, why don't you wear it for me when we get back?"

Ye Lan Yu tempted him.

"No," the thirteenth young master immediately ran to the other side, hiding behind Long Anqi, leaving Ye Lan Yu to watch, unable to do anything further.