Female-dominated society: After becoming fake young ladies, the older sisters stopped pretending.

"Youchu...likes..."

The next morning, Shen Yan groggily regained consciousness and unconsciously murmured something in his mind.

He paused for a moment, feeling as if he had said something, but his voice was so soft that he forgot what he had said.

He didn't pay any attention, shook his head, yawned, and stretched lazily.

But then, the name Shen Youchu popped into his mind, along with her graceful figure.

However, Shen Yan didn't pay much attention and turned over for a short, efficient nap of about twenty minutes to prepare for the new day.

Then comes dressing, getting out of bed, and washing up – a standardized routine.

But throughout this process, the name Shen Youchu remained in his subconscious.

Whenever he is distracted, he thinks of her, and then her whole being appears in Shen Yan's mind.

Tsk!

Shen Yan clicked his tongue, somewhat dissatisfied with his own wild thoughts.

What am I thinking about? Why is it that when I relax, all I can think about is that girl Youchu?

Did I not pay you enough yesterday?

After a moment's thought, Shen Yan attributed it to everything Shen Youchu had done for him last night.

He felt guilty because he thought 100,000 yuan was too little, which is why he thought of her so often.

Come to think of it, for a rich heiress like her, 100,000 yuan might just be the cost of a meal.

Shen Youchu usually brings him food and runs errands, and even though she's bad at games, she still has to put pressure on him, without uttering a single complaint.

Yesterday, I even spent a lot of money to get him an aromatherapy diffuser that can slow down aging.

A mere 100,000 is certainly not enough to match her sentiments.

Okay then, I'll transfer another five million to her.

To make up for his debt, Shen Yan immediately transferred the money to her.

The reason was also written on the green bubble: The aromatherapy last night was very good, I am very satisfied.

After sending the money and the message, Shen Yan finally felt that the frequency of thinking about her had indeed decreased a lot due to psychological effects.

downstairs.

Shen Youchu was serving Shen Yan's favorite breakfast dishes one by one.

Suddenly, a special ringtone sounded, and she quickly put down the bun in her hand and hurriedly clicked to check it.

It's no wonder she was so eager, because she had only ever given special attention to one person: Shen Yan.

The moment she clicked on it, a notification of a five million transfer popped up on her face.

A flicker of joy crossed Shen Youchu's heart upon seeing this.

But she wasn't happy because she saw the money; it was purely because Shen Yan had transferred it to her.

If it were someone else, she wouldn't even glance at five hundred million.

Besides this, the message on Green Bubble made Shen Youchu's smile deepen even more!

hee hee~

As long as Brother Yan is happy.

However, thinking about what she did last night, a hint of guilt for deceiving Shen Yan appeared in her eyes.

But her guilty conscience didn't last long, as footsteps came from upstairs.

Shen Youchu quickly composed herself and energetically went to serve Shen Yan porridge.

What's there to feel guilty about?

Brother Yan also praised her aromatherapy, but as long as she doesn't say anything, who would know?

"Brother Yan~"

"Did you sleep well last night?"

When Shen Yan arrived at the restaurant, Shen Youchu also happened to be carrying two bowls of millet porridge.

She wore her hair in a high bun today, and the fluffy, full shape made her look even sweeter.

A beige, loose-fitting shirt with a light drape, paired with a khaki A-line skirt, makes the wearer look like the girl next door.

Gentle and virtuous.

Shen Yan's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he stepped forward to help her bring a bowl of hot porridge.

"No!" Shen Youchu stopped him, her voice tinged with concern.

"This porridge is very hot, Brother Yan, your hands are delicate, be careful not to get burned."

That's what she said on the surface, but Shen Youchu's true thoughts were:

This is one of her future sources of happiness; she would be heartbroken if she got burned!

"It's not that dangerous. How could you get burned just by carrying a bowl of porridge?"

Shen Yan felt somewhat helpless. What was the difference between this and going to the hospital for a minor scrape?

If I actually got burned, the pain probably wouldn't be felt by the time I got to the bathroom.

Youchu really treats him like a national treasure.

But you know what, it actually feels pretty good.

"It's better to be safe than sorry, Brother Yan, just be a good boy and wait for your meal."

"These rough jobs are traditionally done by us girls."

Shen Youchu laid out all of Shen Yan's favorite foods in front of him, with various delicacies neatly arranged.

Steaming hot crab roe soup dumplings, delicious shrimp dumplings, and tasty paper-wrapped shumai...

Each one is not only delicious but also beautiful.

"Brother Yan, the buns are hot, eat slowly."

She pointed to the bouncy crab roe soup dumplings in front of Shen Yan, her eyes filled with warning.

It's as if it's saying: If you burn my Yan-gege, I'll eat you up!

"Mmm, you should eat too."

Although it felt good to be cared for, Shen Yan was no longer a child.

"Brother Yan, did the aromatherapy work well last night?"

During the meal, Shen Youchu asked a question that seemed to be casual.

"Mmm, it works well. Youchu, where did you buy it?"

"Um...this..."

Shen Youchu paused for a moment, then her mind raced:

"A friend of mine brought these back for me. If you like them, I'll have her bring you some more when you've finished using them."

"But don't transfer any more money to me. What's mine is yours, isn't it?"

What's yours is mine too!

After saying that, Shen Youchu secretly added a sentence in her mind, while secretly pleased with her own cleverness.

I have a friend who says this excuse is really useful.

Whether it's pursuing a guy or doing anything else, attributing all of this to this friend makes everything seem reasonable.

Shen Yan didn't suspect anything as expected, and continued eating the shumai in his mouth.

"Hmm, we'll talk about it after I've used it."

A pleasant breakfast came to an end.

Seeing that Shen Yan didn't show any unusual behavior throughout the whole process, as if he had no recollection of her kissing him last night, Shen Youchu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Hey~

From then on, she could be a little bolder!

Last night, just a little bit of vinegar made her wrap dumplings for so long.

If there were more vinegar...

While Shen Youchu was still happily daydreaming, Shen Yan had already sat in the back seat and called to her:

"Youchu, get in the car quickly."

"Oh...it's here!"

With a "plop," she accidentally fell into Shen Yan's arms as she got into the car, hugging his hand and rubbing her head against him affectionately.

Let's go!

At Shen Yan's command, the engine roared to life.

Meanwhile, at the entrance of Yunnan University.

"Wow, such a huge sapphire! Who is School Beauty Wang going to confess her feelings to?"

"That goes without saying, it must be Young Master Shen. Who else could make School Beauty Wang go to such lengths?"

"Young Master Yan is so lucky! I heard that School Beauty Wang has been pursuing Young Master Shen since high school, for three or four years now. If it were me, I would have said yes today!"

Hearing the exclamations of the boys around her, Wang Yanran held the gemstone ring in her hand, a confident smile playing on her lips.

That's right!

She came to confess her feelings again today.

Although she didn't know why Shen Yan didn't go to the charity gala last night, that didn't stop her from bidding on the 20 million yuan sapphire and giving it to him.

In the past, she might not have been so confident that she could get Shen Yan to accept it.

But look behind her today.

There stood a figure; it was Shen Tian.

When the real and fake young masters meet, one should at least show them respect, since she is now Shen Tian's good friend.

With Shen Tian around, Shen Yan couldn't possibly throw the ring in her face like before, could she, out of respect for him?

Wang Yanran smiled, looking absolutely stunning in her carefully chosen burgundy split-hem dress.

She blushed and her heart raced when some of the boys around her saw her, and she covered her face with her hands while peeking through her fingers.

A moment later, the sound of an engine approached from afar.