Love at First Novel by Gu Lingfei

Hayden said, “You are shameless, but I still want shame.”
Kevin laughed and said, “I’m shameless. I can’t chase my wife, even if I want shame. I learned from my elder brother. In fact, my
elder brother has never chased his wife, but he just wants to be thick-skinned. He used to be very face-conscious, but now that I
have my sister-in-law, he gradually loses his face.”
When Zachary and Serenity first got married, they often had conflicts and cold wars.
Kevin knew, but he didn’t dare to inquire too much.
Sometimes the cold war between them was severe, and Grandma May had to step in.
Hayden couldn’t help laughing and said, “I don’t think things will go well for you if Mr. York hears you say that he has no shame.”
As far as Hayden knew, the young masters of the York family had special respect for and fear of Zachary, their eldest brother.
Zachary still looked cold and arrogant in front of outsiders, but it was in front of Serenity that he seemed to be a different person.
Since the York family didn’t live apart and all of them lived in Wildridge Manor, the kids grew up together and loved each other
very much. So, Zachary, the oldest brother, had enough power, which surprised the cousins below.
Kevin said, “My eldest brother is not here. Besides, what I tell you is the truth. My eldest brother became more and more
shameless after he married my sister-in-law. We can learn from the same example.”
Hayden said with a smile, “You are shameless when you are shameless and blame others. Okay, let’s get ready to go out. Kevin,
let me ask you a question. I am wearing an evening dress, but not high heels, to attend the banquet. Will you be laughed at?
Would you mind if I got laughed at?”
Kevin looked down at the pair of high heels that were taken off and said with a smile, “What do I mind? When have I ever been
afraid of other people laughing at me? I have always done whatever I want and don’t care what others think of me. If I cared
about what others thought of me, we wouldn’t be as sweet as we are today.”
If Kevin cared about other people’s opinions, he would not have pursued Hayden publicly in the first place. After all, in the eyes
of the Jensburg people, Hayden was Young Master Queen, the eldest son of the Queen family. His public pursuit of Hayden was
a sign of homos*xuality.

Kevin said, “If you are not used to wearing high heels, don’t wear them. You know best whether the shoes are comfortable under
your feet. You can just change the shoes that are uncomfortable. There is no need to force yourself to continue wearing shoes
that are not suitable for you.”
With that said, Kevin went to get the leather shoes that Hayden usually wore and put them on Hayden’s feet. He smiled and said,
“Put on your leather shoes. You are used to wearing leather shoes. Just make them comfortable. If others want to laugh, just
laugh. It doesn’t matter what others do, as long as we live comfortably ourselves.”
He touched the evening dress Hayden was wearing again. “I know you are not used to wearing women’s clothes, although I
really like watching you wear women’s clothes. You are like a fairy descending from heaven. That noble and cool look fascinates
me to death.
But if you feel uncomfortable or are not used to it, there is no need to wear women’s clothing. It doesn’t matter whether others
know you are a woman or not. I just know. Others think I am gay, but I am not really gay. It doesn’t matter what they say.
You change back into your suit and continue to attend the banquet as the eldest young master of the Queen family. Everything is
based on your comfort.”
After looking at him for a long time, Hayden said, “Kevin, I love you. It’s true.”
Kevin smiled broadly. “I love you even more; I love you to death.”
Her feelings for him were definitely not as deep as his feelings for her.
But she was willing to say that she loved him, and Kevin was still very happy.
“I love you and don’t want anyone to say you’re gay again. Tonight, I decided to wear an evening dress and high heels. I’m really
not used to wearing them. I’ve been practicing all afternoon, but I still can’t get out of everyone’s way. My mother was so angry at
my ladylike pace.
I don’t want to force myself anymore, so I decided not to wear high heels. I don’t care what others say about me. I only care
about your opinion. Since you don’t mind me doing this, then do whatever is comfortable for you.”
Hayden did not wear a long wig or high heels but put on the leather shoes she was accustomed to wearing.
The evening dress her mother had chosen for her had a long hem.