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

"Qin, not Chairman Ye."

Zhang Qian spoke hesitantly, her voice barely audible.

"Are you really the owner of Yipinxuan?"

Qin Luo flicked off the ash from his cigarette, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"Why, doesn't it look like it?"

"Like! So similar!"

Fatty Wang slapped his thigh.

"I noticed something was off about Brother Qin a long time ago. Chairman Ye is no ordinary person! Look at his demeanor, his presence."

Li Ming quickly came over to pour the wine.

"Chairman Ye, let me toast you! I knew you were no ordinary person back in college."

Qin Luo looked at these "old classmates" whose expressions changed in an instant and couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

He picked up his glass, took a sip, and glanced at Wu Haochen, who was standing there dumbfounded.

"Why is Young Master Wu so quiet now? Weren't you quite talkative just now?"

Wu Haochen's face was ashen, and his knuckles turned white from clenching his fists.

He forced out a smile that looked worse than crying.

"Chairman Qin Ye, I was blind to your greatness just now. You are a very generous person."

Just then, Wu Haochen's phone suddenly rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, and his face turned deathly pale.

"dad"

As soon as he answered the phone, a deafening roar came through the receiver, which could be faintly heard by those around him even without speakerphone.

"You bastard! What the hell have you done?! President Jiang just called and said that all cooperation will be terminated starting tomorrow! Do you know that 80% of our company's business comes from Yipinxuan?!"

Wu Haochen's hands trembled violently, and he almost dropped his phone.

"Dad, let me explain."

"Explanation my ass! I don't care what methods you use, make President Jiang retract his decision immediately! Otherwise, don't come back!"

The call ended abruptly with a "click".

"Wu Haochen, have you fucking lost your mind?"

The father, Wu Jianye, roared from the other end of the phone, his voice so loud that even the surrounding classmates could hear it clearly.

Wu Haochen's face turned deathly pale instantly, his knuckles gripping the phone turned white, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Dad, me"

"Shut up! Apologize to President Qin immediately! Now! Right now!"

Wu Jianye's roar almost shattered the phone's speaker.

"Do you know what kind of background Yipinxuan has? It's a catering giant that even I have to curry favor with!"

The private room was completely silent.

All eyes were on Wu Haochen, and he felt as if his face was on fire.

Just ten minutes ago, he arrogantly mocked Qin Luo as a "poor wretch pretending to be rich," but now he's bowing his head like a schoolboy who's made a mistake.

Qin Luo leaned back on the leather sofa, his fingers lightly tapping the crystal tabletop, a faint smile on his face.

He was dressed simply today. A black shirt with no discernible brand, the cuffs rolled up to his elbows, revealing his muscular forearms.

But now no one dares to underestimate this "poor student" who they once mocked.

"Qin Qin Luo"

Wu Haochen spoke with difficulty, his voice dry as if sandpaper were being rubbed.

"I was blind to your greatness just now."

"Oh?"

Qin Luo raised an eyebrow.

"Why is Young Master Wu suddenly being so polite?"

Wu Haochen gritted his teeth and suddenly pulled Rao Sisi, who was standing next to him, over.

"Sisi, quickly toast Qin Luo!"

Rao Sisi was wearing a tight-fitting dress and had exquisite makeup, but her face was deathly pale.

She picked up the wine glass with trembling hands, but Qin Luo stopped her with a raised hand.

"No need."

Qin Luo's voice turned cold.

"Wu Haochen, what do you mean by this?"

Wu Haochen forced an awkward smile.

"Qin Luo, if you forgive me, Sisi can stay with you tonight. She's very skilled."

"Snapped!"

Qin Luo slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly, causing the wine glasses on the table to clang loudly.

There was a cold light in his eyes.

"What the hell do you take women for? And what do you take me for?"

Rao Sisi's tears welled up instantly. She broke free from Wu Haochen's hand, covered her face, and rushed out of the private room.

"Qin Luo, don't be ungrateful!"

Wu Haochen also became anxious.

"Sisi is the school beauty; countless men dream of her."

"Shut up!"

Qin Luo interrupted sharply.

"From today onwards, our friendship ends here. Security!"

Two uniformed security guards immediately pushed the door open and entered.

"Please escort this 'distinguished guest' out."

Qin Luo said coldly.

"He will not be welcome at Yipinxuan from now on."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wu Haochen was dragged out of the private room by his arms, his shouts echoing down the corridor.

Qin Luo looked around at his classmates, who were all silent as cicadas in winter.

"The party is now over. Please go home."

His tone returned to calm.

"By the way, Wang Lei, Li Xiang, Zhang Ming, you guys stay behind for a bit."

The seven or eight students who were called out looked at each other in bewilderment. They were the ones who hadn't joined in the commotion earlier.

After everyone else left, Qin Luo smiled again.

"Thank you all for not kicking me when I'm down. Let's move to another private room and continue drinking!"

In the VIP room on the top floor, Qin Luo had the finest food and wine served.

Bordeaux red wine, Moutai liquor, Australian lobster, truffles—a dazzling array of items were laid out on the table.

"Qin Luo, no, President Qin."

Wang Lei raised his glass somewhat reservedly.

I never imagined you'd be so amazing now.

"Don't call me President Qin, just call me Qin Luo."

Qin Luo smiled and clinked glasses with him.

"You guys helped me a lot back then, I remember it all."

After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere gradually became lively.

Although Qin Luo had a good alcohol tolerance, after mixing beer and red wine, he began to feel dizzy more than three hours later.

"That's enough for today."

Qin Luo rubbed his temples.

"I'll have the driver take you."

After seeing his classmates off, Qin Luo walked alone to the underground parking lot.

The aftereffects of the red wine only really kicked in then; his vision blurred, and his steps felt unsteady, as if he were walking on cotton.

"Hold"

He leaned against a pillar, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

Just then, a pair of soft hands supported his arm.

"Be careful."

A woman's voice rang in my ears, carrying a familiar scent of perfume.

Qin Luo tried to focus his gaze, but could only see a blurry outline.

He wanted to ask who the other person was, but his tongue was tied in knots and wouldn't obey him.

"Drinking so much."

The woman chuckled and helped him into the back seat of a BMW X5.

"I'll walk you home."

Qin Luo vaguely felt the car start, but it didn't seem to be heading in the direction of his home.

He wanted to protest, but couldn't make a sound; the alcohol had completely numbed his senses.

"Hello, honey?" The woman suddenly called, her voice sickeningly sweet.

"XiXi and I are celebrating her birthday tonight, so we probably won't be back. Don't wait for me."

Then she dialed another number.

"Xixi, do me a favor. If my husband asks, just say we're together. Oh, don't ask so many questions, I'll treat you to dinner later!"

Qin Luo vaguely felt that the voice was familiar, but his drowsy mind was unable to think.

After the car stopped, the woman half-carried, half-helped him into the elevator, and then into an unfamiliar hotel room.

"Phew, it's pretty heavy."

The woman threw him onto the bed and began unbuttoning his shirt.

Qin Luo wanted to resist, but her limbs were as limp as noodles.

He felt the woman's hands roam over his body, and her warm lips pressed against his neck.
"No"

He protested weakly, but a kiss silenced his lips.

In the darkness, his last conscious thought was of a woman's triumphant chuckle and the rustling of clothes.
When Qin Luo opened his eyes again, the blinding sunlight shone in through the gap in the curtains.

His head was throbbing, his mouth was dry, and for a moment he couldn't tell where he was.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Qin Luo sat up abruptly and found himself naked, with the sheets in disarray and used condom wrappers scattered on the floor.

His mind instantly cleared, realizing he'd been "picked up" while still unconscious!

"Hold!"

He cursed under his breath as he frantically searched for his clothes.

The sound of water stopped. The bathroom door opened, and a woman wrapped in a bath towel stepped out from the rising steam.

Her long, wet hair cascaded over her shoulders, water droplets sliding down her collarbone and into the barely visible cleavage.

"woke up?"

The woman casually dried her hair.

Qin Luo was struck dumb.

"Pan Xiaocui?!"

The woman in front of him was none other than Pan Xiaocui, the wife of Fatty Nan, whom he had just taken in a few days ago!
"Very surprised?"

Pan Xiaocui chuckled, casually untied her bath towel, and began to put on her clothes, completely unconcerned about Qin Luo's gaze.

"You and us"

Qin Luo was speaking incoherently.

"last night."

"We've done everything we should have done, and we've also done things we shouldn't have done."

Pan Xiaocui put on a dress and applied lipstick in front of the mirror.

"You're pretty amazing, you can still manage after drinking like that."

"Are you crazy?!"

Qin Luo finally regained his voice.

"You're Fatty Nan's wife! And my tenant!"

Pan Xiaocui turned around, her red lips curving into a meaningful smile.

"So? Remember to collect the rent next month, Mr. Landlord."

She picked up her bag and walked towards the door, then turned back and added.

"By the way, you were the one who initiated things last night, so don't go around saying I seduced you~"

The sound of the door closing completely petrified Qin Luo.

He sat blankly on the bed, fragments of memory gradually piecing together what happened last night in the parking lot. That BMW X5 was indeed Pan Xiaocui's car.

"Oh shit."

He grabbed the bottled water from the bedside table and took a big gulp. The icy liquid slid down his throat, but it couldn't extinguish the burning heat in his heart.

My phone suddenly vibrated; it was a WeChat message from Feizai Nan.

"Old Qin, my wife said she saw you drinking too much last night. Hope you're alright?"

Qin Luo's finger hovered above the screen, unsure how to reply.

He suddenly remembered Pan Xiaocui's phone call last night. She had lied to Fatty Nan, saying she was with her best friend.
"This woman"

Qin Luo smiled wryly, finally understanding that Pan Xiaocui might have originally come to "check up" on him, but unexpectedly stumbled upon him while he was drunk.

After much hesitation, he finally replied to only one message.

"It's nothing, thank you for your concern."

The morning sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto Qin Luo's dining table. He ate a sandwich while swiping open his phone screen.

The cover image of the Douyin live stream featured a girl with a high ponytail, whose ID was "Xiaoxi Sings for You".

"Tsk, another one of these cutesy streamers."

Qin Luo intended to swipe away, but somehow ended up starting a live stream.

In the picture, Xiao Luoxi is holding a ukulele, and her delicate face looks particularly exquisite under the beauty filter.

"Thank you 'Little Bunny' for the roses~ Next, I'll sing you a song called 'A Little Happiness'!"

Qin Luo raised an eyebrow. The girl's voice was indeed clear and bright, like a mountain stream.

However, when the music started, her first line was completely off-key.

"puff"

Qin Luo almost spat out his coffee. The live stream chat exploded with comments.

[Help! My ear was pregnant and then miscarried!]

[Is the streamer doing this on purpose to be funny?]

[This is so off-key, even the original singer would call the police!]

Xiao Luoxi seemed to realize that she had messed up her singing, her cheeks turned bright red, but she still gritted her teeth and continued to sing.

Looking at the girl's stubborn expression on the screen, Qin Luo found it strangely cute.

"Forget it, let's just consider it as poverty alleviation."

He casually tapped the screen twice, and the live stream room exploded with dazzling special effects. Two "Supreme Salutes" shot into the sky in succession, and the gifts worth two thousand yuan made the entire screen glitter with gold.

Holy crap! A tycoon has appeared!

[The boss is confused! ]

[What makes this streamer so special?!]

Xiao Luoxi's eyes widened, and she stammered her thanks.

"Thank you so much, 'Luoshui Sanqian', for the supreme salute! I...I..."

She was so excited that she couldn't speak coherently, but Qin Luo had already left the live stream.

"Jingle Bell"

My phone suddenly rang, and the screen displayed "Landlady Sister Li".

"Hello, Sister Li?"

"Xiao Qin, I'm apologizing to you for what happened with Wenfang last time."

The voice of Sister Li on the other end of the phone was ingratiating.

"That girl has no taste. This time I'll introduce you to a better one! A local girl, earning over ten thousand a month, and she's even an alumnus of your school!"

Qin Luo walked towards the garage while answering the phone.

"Sister Li, you really don't need to."

"Don't be so quick to refuse!"

Sister Li interrupted him.

"This girl is amazing! I've sent you her photos and information on WeChat, take a look!"

Qin Luo shook his head helplessly, hung up the phone, and opened WeChat.

The photo sent by Sister Li showed a girl wearing a white dress, with long, straight black hair and delicate features like a porcelain doll.

"Rao Sisi?"

Qin Luo was stunned for a moment. Wasn't this the campus belle from their university? Back then, so many boys chased after her, including Wang Zhiqiang, the eldest in his dormitory, who delivered breakfast to her for three months but still couldn't get her WeChat.

Meanwhile, in a light food restaurant downstairs in the CBD financial center, Rao Sisi was sipping an iced Americano.

My phone vibrated; a message from Sister Li popped up.

[Sisi, this guy is definitely reliable! He's 185cm tall, runs his own business, and owns a house and a car! I've sent you his photo, are you considering it?]

Rao Sisi clicked on the photo. The man in the picture had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was wearing a simple white T-shirt, standing next to a black sports car.

She squinted. This car looks like a Koenigsegg, but how could it be? It must have been rented to take pictures and show off.

"Ha, another one pretending to be rich."

She recalled that after working overtime until the early hours of the morning following her class reunion, she saw a car of the same model parked in front of a bar on her way home, with several heavily made-up girls taking pictures of the owner.

She'd seen this kind of trick many times before.

My phone vibrated again; it was a message from my best friend, Lin Xiaoyu.

[Sisi, I'm having dinner with Wu Haochen at 'Cloud' tonight, you absolutely have to come! His family's in real estate, their net worth is at least that much!]

A string of zero emojis followed. Rao Sisi smiled and quickly replied.

Of course I'll go.

She casually deleted the photo of Qin Luo that Sister Li had introduced her to; this kind of pretentious poor boy wasn't even on her shortlist of potential dates.

As Rao Sisi walked out of the restaurant, she suddenly bumped into a solid chest. (End of Chapter)