Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

"I was only sixteen years old then, and it was my first time going out alone. I was a complete mess."

The atmosphere inside the car gradually relaxed.

He Wenfang leaned back in her seat and began to inquire about the situation in Mindu.

"Are you here in Fuzhou for tourism or...?"

Qin Luo asked casually.

He Wenfang's expression suddenly became somewhat complicated.

"There are two reasons. One is to meet a friend. We've been in an online relationship for over a year, and we're finally going to meet in person."

"Online dating?"

Qin Luo raised an eyebrow.

"That takes a lot of courage."

"He's a rich kid, and his social media is full of luxury cars and yachts."

He Wenfang's tone was smug.

He said he would take me to Gulangyu Island after we met.

Qin Luo nodded without saying anything more.

As the car entered the city, he pointed to a conspicuous building in the distance.

"That's Min Tai Plaza. My girlfriend is going shopping there this afternoon."

He Wenfang stood at the airport exit, impatiently tapping her phone screen with her fingers.

Today she wore a tight red dress and 10-centimeter high heels, and her makeup was so exquisite that she looked like she was going to participate in a beauty pageant.

She would look up every now and then, her eyes full of disdain.

"Why isn't that country bumpkin here yet?"

She muttered to herself, her red lips slightly pouting.

"My aunt is really something. Of all the people she could introduce, she had to introduce a poor student to me."

My phone suddenly vibrated; it was an unknown number.

He Wenfang answered the call with a frown.

"Hey?"

"Are you Miss He? I'm Qin Luo, the one Sister Li introduced."

A gentle male voice came from the other end of the phone.

“I’ve arrived. I’m at Exit 6. There’s a white van parked next to me.”

He Wenfang's brows furrowed even more.

"Van?"

Her voice rose eight octaves, drawing sidelong glances from several passengers nearby.

"Yes, it's just a regular white van, very easy to spot."

Qin Luo's tone remained calm.

He Wenfang hung up the phone and walked towards Exit 6 in her high heels, cursing her aunt, Sister Li, a thousand times over in her mind.

So what if someone is a graduate of a top-tier university? A tenant who doesn't even own a place to live doesn't deserve to go on a blind date with me.

As He Wenfang walked to Exit 6, her gaze swept across the parking lot on the other side of the road.

There was indeed a white van parked there, if you could even call it a "vehicle".

The car body was mottled, the paint was peeling off, and the rearview mirror was still held in place with tape, making it look like it had just been dragged out of a junkyard.

A young man dressed in a simple T-shirt and jeans stood beside the car and waved to her.

He Wenfang's heart sank to the bottom.

"Miss He?"

Qin Luo walked over with a smile and extended his hand.

"Hello, I am Qin Luo."

He Wenfang didn't reach out, but instead took a half step back, as if afraid of catching some kind of poverty disease.

She looked Qin Luo up and down, noticing his ordinary sneakers, faded jeans, and how his entire outfit probably cost no more than three hundred yuan.

"You came to pick me up in this car?"

He Wenfang's voice was full of sarcasm.

Qin Luo withdrew his hand and smiled nonchalantly.

"Yes, it's just a means of transportation."

"A means of transportation?"

He Wenfang gave a cold laugh.

"I think it's an exhibit from a scrap metal recycling station?"

She took out her phone and swiped a few times quickly.

"You don't need to take me. I'll have my boyfriend pick me up."

Qin Luo raised an eyebrow.

"Boyfriend? Sister Li said you're single."

"That's because she didn't know."

He Wenfang raised her chin.

“My boyfriend is much richer than you; he drives a Porsche.”

She deliberately emphasized the word "Porsche".

Qin Luo's expression turned somewhat strange. He stared at He Wenfang for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed.

"Really? Then I wish you happiness."

He Wenfang was somewhat puzzled by his reaction, but quickly regained her haughty demeanor.

"You'd better leave now, don't embarrass yourself here. My boyfriend will be here soon."

"Okay, I'll leave first."

Qin Luo turned and walked towards the dilapidated van, his back view showing no sign of caring.

He Wenfang watched Qin Luo's retreating figure, feeling a surge of irritation.

She dragged her suitcase toward the waiting hall, sending voice messages to her "boyfriend" Jiang Feng as she walked.

"Honey, are you almost there? I ran into a weirdo who tried to chase me in a beat-up van. It's hilarious."

In the waiting room, He Wenfang found a prominent spot to sit down, touching up her makeup every now and then to ensure she was always in top condition.

Fifteen minutes later, a brand-new silver Porsche 911 slowly pulled up at the airport entrance.

He Wenfang's eyes immediately lit up.

She walked out quickly and saw a young man in a designer shirt waving at her from the driver's seat.

"Q!"

He Wenfang's voice instantly became eight degrees sweeter. She ran over and hugged Jiang Feng's arm.

I miss you so much~

Jiang Feng patted her hand insincerely.

"Honey, I miss you too. Get in the car."

He Wenfang excitedly opened the passenger door, carefully sat down, and was afraid of wrinkling her dress.

As soon as she got in the car, she took out her phone, adjusted the angle, and cleverly made the Porsche steering wheel logo appear in the background of her selfie.

"Don't rush, take a few pictures first."

She said this to Jiang Feng, who was about to start the car, and then pressed the shutter button more than a dozen times.

Jiang Feng smiled helplessly, but didn't stop her. Only after He Wenfang had finally taken enough photos and posted them on her WeChat Moments did he slowly drive out of the airport.

As the car passed the parking lot, He Wenfang was surprised to find Qin Luo's dilapidated van still parked there.

"Hey, why hasn't that country bumpkin left yet?"

She muttered.

"careful!"

Jiang Feng slammed on the brakes, the tires screeching as they rubbed against the pavement.

He Wenfang's body lurched forward due to inertia, the seatbelt digging painfully into her chest. She instinctively reached out to brace herself against the windshield, her fingertips almost touching it.

"What are you doing?"

Still shaken, she turned to look at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng stared intently ahead, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

"Look at that car up ahead."

He Wenfang followed his gaze and saw a sports car with an exaggerated design parked in front of her. The streamlined body gleamed with a pearly white luster in the sunlight, and the low-slung body made it seem as if it were flying close to the ground.

Even though she knew nothing about cars, she could sense the unique aura of this vehicle.

"That's a Koenigsegg One, only six were ever made worldwide."

Jiang Feng's voice was filled with barely concealed excitement.

"The new car is worth 70 million, but the used car market has already driven up to 100 million."

"One hundred million?"

He Wenfang gasped; this number was beyond her comprehension.

She squinted and carefully examined the car, imagining what her girlfriends, who always flaunted their designer bags, would look like if her boyfriend could drive her around in such a car.

Just then, she noticed that the driver's side window of the Koenigsegg was not completely closed, and from her angle she could see a small part of the driver's profile: a high nose bridge, a well-defined jawline, and that familiar dark blue shirt.

He Wenfang's heart suddenly raced. "Qin Luo?"

The name exploded in her mind.

Qin Luo, the one who once helped her move in a nearly broken-down van? Qin Luo, the one who always wore inexpensive shirts and treated her to street food?

"impossible"

She muttered to herself, yet couldn't resist pushing open the car door.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Jiang Feng exclaimed in surprise.

He Wenfang did not answer; all her attention was focused on the Koenigsegg.

She took a few quick steps forward, wanting to see more clearly.

Just as she was three meters away from the car, the traffic light suddenly turned green.

The Koenigsegg's engine roared like a beast, accelerating instantly and disappearing into the traffic in the blink of an eye.

He Wenfang stood there, stunned, only smelling a faint smell of burnt tires.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Jiang Feng's voice came from behind her. He had already pulled over and was walking towards her with a puzzled look on his face.

He Wenfang snapped out of her daze and shook her head.

"I think the driver of that car looks like a friend."

"friend?"

Jiang Feng raised an eyebrow.

"A friend who drives a Koenigsegg?"

"Maybe I saw it wrong."

He Wenfang forced a smile.

"The person I know would never drive a car like that."

Back in the car, Jiang Feng was still shaking his head.

"That's so strange, how do you know someone of that level of wealth?"

He Wenfang didn't reply; her thoughts were still lingering on that fleeting glimpse of his profile.

It's so similar, not only in appearance, but even the shirt looks like the birthday gift she gave Qin Luo last year.

But reason told her that this must be a coincidence. How could Qin Luo go from an ordinary person who couldn't even afford rent to a tycoon who drives a luxury car worth hundreds of millions?
"Let's go to the hotel."

She said softly, trying to change the subject.

Jiang Feng nodded and restarted the car.

The two remained silent the entire way until they parked the car downstairs at the hotel.

"Eat something first?"

Jiang Feng pointed to a small mala tang (spicy hot pot) shop on the side of the road.

He Wenfang nodded, and the two went inside and ordered two of the cheapest set meals.

While waiting for the food to be served, Jiang Feng was still talking about that Koenigsegg.

"I heard the car's interior is entirely handcrafted, and the seats are made of..."

"Jiang Feng."

He Wenfang interrupted him.

Do you remember that "six-yuan spicy hot pot" meme from a few years ago?

What's the joke?

Jiang Feng looked completely bewildered.

"It's about a woman from Qingdao who went to Chengdu to meet someone she met online. The person she met treated her to six yuan's worth of spicy hot pot, and then..."

He Wenfang suddenly stopped speaking, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"And then thirteen times in one night? Hahaha, you believe that kind of joke?"

The hot and spicy broth arrived, with a few pieces of green vegetables and cheap meatballs floating on the steaming red oil.

He Wenfang stirred the food in her bowl with her chopsticks, suddenly feeling a little dazed. Wasn't she just like that woman from Qingdao right now? Sitting in a cheap little shop, waiting to go to a hotel with a man.
The roar of the engine, like the howl of a wild beast, shattered the tranquility of the city's afternoon.

The silver-gray Koenigsegg One streaked across the street like a lightning bolt, attracting countless passersby to stop and stare.

"Holy crap, how much does this car cost?"

A deliveryman in a food delivery uniform stared wide-eyed, nearly dropping the milk tea in his hand.

The middle-aged man next to him, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, adjusted his glasses and spoke with certainty.

"The Koenigsegg One, limited to only 6 units worldwide, has a starting price of at least 50 million RMB in China. Look at that exhaust pipe, a V8 engine, displacement no less than 6.0L."

Qin Luo's slender fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel, a faint smile playing on his lips.

In his rearview mirror, he saw the envious or jealous looks from passersby, which he had long since grown accustomed to.

The car window slowly rolled down, and he casually rested his arm on the windowsill, his Patek Philippe Starry Night watch gleaming subtly in the sunlight.

Just then, a white figure across the street caught his attention.

Nie Xiaoyu wore a simple white dress, the hem of which swayed gently with her steps, like a lily swaying in the wind.

Her long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders, the ends slightly curled, making her small, delicate face appear even more exquisite.

Passersby couldn't help but follow her gaze, but it was a completely different look from when they looked at luxury cars; it was a pure appreciation and longing.

"Didi."

Qin Luo honked the horn twice. Nie Xiaoyu looked up and her eyes curved into crescents the moment she saw him.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Qin Luo pushed open the car door, his 1.85-meter height making him stand out in the crowd.

He was wearing a dark blue casual shirt today, with the collar casually open, revealing his well-defined collarbone.

Nie Xiaoyu jogged a few steps to him and took out a cup of milk tea from her handbag.

"Here you go. I know you don't like it too sweet, so I specially asked for 30% sugar and added ice."

Qin Luo took the milk tea, and his fingertips inadvertently touched the back of Nie Xiaoyu's hand, causing the girl's ear tips to immediately turn a faint pink.

With a smile in his eyes, he suddenly reached out and pinched Nie Xiaoyu's nose.

"So thoughtful, she truly deserves to be my future wife."

"Who, who is your wife!"

Nie Xiaoyu stomped her foot, her face turning as red as a ripe apple.

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'm not talking to you anymore!"

Qin Luo laughed loudly, tilted his head back and took a sip of milk tea, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down with each swallow.

Nie Xiaoyu secretly glanced at it, and her heart skipped a beat.

"Let's get down to business."

She quickly changed the subject.

"It's my classmate's birthday tonight, would you come with me to pick out a gift? I really don't know what to buy."

Qin Luo raised an eyebrow.

"Boys and girls?"

"Of course it's a female classmate!"

Nie Xiaoyu rolled her eyes at him.

"Do you think everyone is like you, attracting attention all the time?"

"It's unjust."

Qin Luo spread his hands, feigning grievance.

"No one else has ever sat in my passenger seat except you."

Nie Xiaoyu gave a soft hum, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

"Stop being silly. What do you think I should buy? A watch, clothes, or a bracelet?"

Qin Luo pondered for a moment.

"A watch, it has a good meaning."

"What does it mean?"

Cherish every minute and second, and our friendship will last forever.

Qin Luo looked down at Nie Xiaoyu, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"Just like us."

Nie Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly turned her face away.

"Let's get the watch then! Starlight World is just ahead, let's go check it out."

The two walked into the mall side by side, and a blast of cold air hit them.

Nie Xiaoyu subconsciously rubbed her arms, and the next second, a suit jacket still warm from her body was draped over her shoulders.

"Put it on, so you don't catch a cold."

Qin Luo's tone left no room for refusal.

Nie Xiaoyu pulled her coat tighter, a faint scent of ambergris lingering around her nose—Qin Luo's usual perfume.

She secretly felt herself enveloped by this aura. (End of Chapter)