We agreed not to date, so why are you crying now that I've become the richest man?

East China Normal University, girls' dormitory.

The old fan overhead creaked and groaned, unable to dispel the sweltering heat of early September.

Lin Wanqing sat on the cool mat on the lower bunk, clutching a pink-cased cell phone tightly in her hand.

Today she wore a tight-fitting white short-sleeved top and a light-colored denim mini skirt.

The fabric clung to her body, fully revealing her slender waist and long, straight, fair legs.

As the undisputed school beauty during her high school years, she had an exceptionally outstanding natural beauty, with a touch of arrogance amidst her purity.

At that moment, the roommates were packing their luggage while excitedly discussing the prosperity of Shanghai.

Lin Wanqing wouldn't listen to a word she said.

The phone screen was lit up, and messages were flooding the senior class group chat.

Li Hao: "Wow, the cost of living in Shanghai is really high. Tonight, we had Japanese food in Lujiazui, and just ordering a few dishes cost over a thousand yuan. [Image]"

Li Hao: "By the way, I heard Lin Wanqing is in Shanghai too? Where's Ye Chen? He was so aggressive in pursuing her back then, now that they're in the same city, isn't he going to show his support?"

Zhao Peng: "Li Hao, have you lost your mind from eating gutter oil? Brother Chen is very busy right now, he doesn't have time to deal with a clown like you."

Li Hao: "Busy? Busy washing socks in the dorm?"

Immediately, many people in the group joined in the commotion, waiting to see Ye Chen make a fool of himself.

Lin Wanqing watched the argument on the screen without replying to anyone.

Her gaze was fixed on the pure black profile picture in the list.

Since that dinner after the college entrance exam, Ye Chen has never spoken a word to her again.

She thought she didn't care at all.

But today, as she dragged her heavy luggage out of the Shanghai train station and looked at the unfamiliar skyscrapers, the first name that popped into her mind was Ye Chen.

Throughout her three years of high school, whenever she frowned even slightly, Ye Chen would always appear before her with hot water and snacks.

Now, that privilege of being pampered and cherished is gone.

Lin Wanqing bit her rosy lips and opened Ye Chen's private chat window.

My fingers hovered over the keyboard for a long time.

"Ye Chen, I heard you arrived in Shanghai ahead of schedule?"

Click to send.

The moment she sent the message, she immediately turned her phone face down on her lap, her heart racing uncontrollably.

At the same time.

Star Interactive Office.

The air conditioning was on full blast.

Ye Chen leaned back in the large leather boss's chair, his legs crossed, in a lazy posture.

Today he wore a perfectly tailored black shirt, and the Vacheron Constantin Elegance watch on his wrist, worth 250,000 yuan, gleamed with a cold metallic luster.

At eighteen years old, he exuded a composure and a sense of pressure unique to those in positions of power.

"Knock knock".

There was a knock on the glass door of the office.

Financial Controller Su Ya walked in carrying a stack of reports.

She was wearing an extremely fitted dark blue business suit, with the neckline slightly open, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and her stunningly full curves.

The bodycon skirt tightly hugged her pert buttocks, and beneath the hem were a pair of long, beautiful legs encased in black stockings, wearing ten-centimeter red-soled high heels. Every step she took exuded a deadly allure of a mature and sophisticated woman.

"Mr. Ye."

Su Ya walked to the desk, bent down slightly, and the view at her neckline became even more profound.

"The daily GG earnings of 'Angry Sparrow' overseas have exceeded US$100,000, and the funds have been safely transferred to China through offshore accounts."

"In addition, the underlying architecture of Temple Run has been successfully implemented, and Lu Yuan and his team are currently working on the final rendering."

Ye Chen picked up the iced Americano on the table, took a sip, and spoke calmly.

"Progress is good. Tell the tech department that this month's bonus will be doubled."

Su Ya's beautiful eyes brightened slightly, a hint of undisguised admiration flashing in them.

"Okay, boss, I'll get right on it."

Su Ya swayed her slender waist as she left the office.

Ye Chen put down his coffee cup and casually picked up his phone from the table.

The number of messages in the QQ group has reached ninety-nine.

It was all Li Hao who was stirring up trouble and mocking them.

But in Ye Chen's eyes, he was just like a clown, and he couldn't be bothered with him.

Ye Chen: "Yeah, I need to come over early to take care of some things."

Lin Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief, her disappointment replaced by a hint of secret joy.

He still replied.

If he replies to messages, it means he still cares about me.

Lin Wanqing held the phone in both hands, her thumbs rapidly tapping the keyboard.

"I just arrived too. Shanghai is huge, and the weather is much hotter than back home."

"There were so many people registering today. I queued for an hour to get my bedding. My legs are sore, I'm so tired."

"How's it going over there? Is the environment at National Chiao Tung University nice?"

After finishing all that, she felt it wasn't enough.

Then he added another sentence.

"Since we'll all be in Shanghai from now on, we can always contact each other to hang out on weekends if we're free."

send.

She stared at the screen, eagerly waiting for Ye Chen to send her a long message of comfort and concern, just like before.

She even hoped he would directly ask for her dormitory building number and say he would treat her to dinner tomorrow.

In the Star Interactive office.

Ye Chen glanced at the long string of text that kept popping up on the screen.

The words reveal a clear sense of probing, tug-of-war, and condescending condescension.

He didn't even have the interest to read it carefully.

Fingers tap randomly on the keyboard.

"OK."

send.

Status changes directly: Busy.

Then he tossed his phone onto the table and continued looking at the financial statements in his hand.

Dormitories at East China Normal University.

Lin Wanqing's smile froze completely.

Ok.

Just two words.

There was no greeting, no concern, and no suggestion to meet.

A red "busy" icon lit up on Ye Chen's avatar on the screen.

She stared intently at those two words, a sense of unprecedented frustration and suffocation welling up inside her.

Throughout her three years of high school, whenever she sent a message, Ye Chen would always reply with a long, detailed message instantly.

Now, only two cold, impersonal words remain.

The boy who used to fawn over her no longer even wanted to look at her.

"Wanqing, what are you daydreaming about? Are you going to the cafeteria for lunch?"

My roommate shouted from the side.

Lin Wanqing came back to her senses, her eyes stinging with tears.

"No, you guys go ahead, I'm not hungry."

She threw her phone under her pillow, pulled the blanket over her head, and felt a tightness in her chest.

……

at the same time.

Tianjin University, girls' dormitory.

The weather in early September was so hot and humid, it felt like a giant steamer.

Shen Anran had just finished making the bed and climbed down the ladder when a layer of fine sweat appeared on her forehead.

She took a change of clothes from the closet and went into the bathroom.

She took off her sweat-soaked T-shirt and changed into a pair of loose-fitting cotton shorts and a white tank top.

During high school, she always wore a school uniform two sizes too big, black-rimmed glasses, and wrapped herself up tightly.

Now that the disguise has been removed, the true, exceptional qualities are fully revealed.

Her long, straight legs were fully revealed under her shorts, and her skin was so fair it was dazzling, without any blemishes.

The fitted white camisole perfectly accentuated her budding, alluring curves.