"what??"

Qingbao sat up suddenly, anxiously saying, "You, you should withdraw quickly!"

"Oh."

Lu Chen remained motionless: "Withdrawn."

"..."

Qin Wanqing stared blankly at Lu Chen's "Void Withdrawal" for a long time before she realized that she had been fooled. She was so angry that she almost jumped off the bed to hit him.

"You, you're so annoying!!"

"Huh? Didn't you ask me to withdraw it?"

"But your phone is still on the table! You didn't even send a WeChat message!"

"What's the difference between sending it and then withdrawing it and me not sending it at all?"

"...You just bully me because I can't talk to you! I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

After being stunned for a moment, Qingbao lay down again angrily, turned his back and expressed his anger with actions.

Lu Chen smiled and looked at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

A few minutes passed like this, and he turned his head to take a look at the "silkworm chrysalis" on the bed.

"are you asleep?"

"..."

"I didn't lie to you just now. I was telling you the truth."

"..."

The silkworm pupa moved slightly, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.

"Um......"

Chapter 367 The King of Stories

"Boss, same old thing."

"Oh yes, one more serving of white cake."

The next morning, before seven o'clock, Lu Chen stood in front of the breakfast stall where there were not many customers.

He got up at six o'clock because he was afraid that Fu Lanxia, ​​who was bringing breakfast to Qingbao, would find out that he stayed overnight.

And Lu Shuyu gets up at seven o'clock.

So the timing is just right.

In this way, even if the rich woman has woken up when I get back, I can still make an excuse to go out and buy breakfast.

Well... to be honest, since Qingbao and the little rich woman have accepted each other's existence, Lu Chen doesn't need to be so secretive.

But friends who have had the experience of playing both sides should know that the reality is rarely as harmonious as described in novels.

Most of the time, we still have to "distinguish clearly".

Accompany this one today, accompany that one tomorrow, and try to ensure that there is not too much contact between girlfriends...

The beautiful "cohabitation" life can probably only exist in fantasy or in the anime for otakus.

In short, if I confess to the rich woman that I slept in the hospital last night, the result will definitely not be very good.

And because of his answer last night, Lu Chen now felt a little guilty towards the rich woman.

Asking for an extra serving of white cake is a subconscious act of compensation.

The so-called white cake is actually a small round rice cake, decorated with a little osmanthus. It is nothing special except that it is sweet. It is a very common dessert.

The day before yesterday, Lu Shuyu ate this kind of food for the first time at breakfast and thought it was delicious.

The reason may be that it is sweet enough.

After all, Lu Shuyu herself said that she was rarely allowed to eat anything too sweet before.

The same goes for food that is too salty, too spicy, or too oily.

Not to mention the roadside stalls, which focus on healthy eating.

From this perspective, although rich women can live longer than ordinary people, their lives actually lose a lot of fun.

Of course, correspondingly, ordinary people cannot experience the happiness of rich people.

So it’s better to have money...

"Delicious!"

Fifteen minutes later, the rich young woman sat at the dining table, holding a white cake in each hand, her face full of happiness.

A five-dollar cake can satisfy them. It can only be said that human beings’ desire for sweets is engraved in their DNA.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

Lu Chen took a bite of the fried dough stick and asked, "What time will you defend your thesis tomorrow?"

"..."

The white cake that was about to reach her mouth suddenly stopped, and the rich woman probably thought of something else.

But this time she didn't correct anything, she just mumbled and replied:

"nine in the morning."

"Well, let's go to school after breakfast tomorrow."

Lu Chen thought for a moment and said, "The group graduation photo shoot is at 10 o'clock. You'll be there just in time after you finish your defense."

"Okay...will all the students go?"

"They should all be going back, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, just a little nervous..."

Lu Shuyu asked in a slightly nervous voice: "I haven't participated in any group activities yet."

Lu Chen shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "It's just taking a photo, it can't be considered a group activity."

"So what should I do if someone wants to take a picture with me?"

"Then take a photo with them. After all, we are classmates, and you can't miss the meat."

"But I can't remember many people's names. Wouldn't that be a bit embarrassing..."

"Well...wait a moment."

Lu Chen suddenly stood up, wiped his hands, and then walked straight into Xia Yunian's bedroom under the puzzled gaze of the rich woman.

Because there was not much storage space in the living room and Xia Yunian did not have many personal belongings, many of his things were temporarily stored in the closet in the second bedroom.

After taking a look at Xiao Xia who was still sleeping soundly with the quilt in her arms, Lu Chen carefully opened the cabinet door and quickly found a photo.

This is a group photo taken during a class outing in sophomore year.

Except for Lu Shuyu, everyone in the marketing class was there.

"I'll write down everyone's name for you. Please remember it today so that it won't be awkward tomorrow."

"It doesn't matter if you really can't remember it. If a classmate whose name you can't remember talks to you, just naturally follow his words and chat with him. It's very likely that you won't be exposed."

Sitting back at the dining table, Lu Chen wrote his name on the photo while talking.

The rich young lady came over with a curious look on her face, observing everyone in the photo with interest.

"Lu Chen, I see you!"

“This is Wang Tianyu!”

"This is Sun Chao!"

“This is Gao Jiayi!”

"This is......"

When his finger pointed at Zhou Yan, Lu Shuyu suddenly puffed out his cheeks.

"Lu Chen, why are you and Zhou Yan standing so close?"

"Stand anywhere."

Lu Chen curled his lips and used the most casual tone to cover up the truth.

The truth is that he was pursuing Zhou Yan at that time, so Wang Tianyu deliberately pulled him next to the former when taking pictures.

I remember that many classmates were making a fuss at that time.

This is also the reason why Zhou Yan’s face looks a little red in the photo.

Tsk tsk, young and ignorant...

Looking at himself who was laughing like an idiot two years ago, Lu Chen shook his head and changed the subject.

"Has anyone informed you of this outing?"

"Yes, Gao Jiayi told me."

"Then why don't you go?"

"I actually wanted to go, but because I didn't know how to get along with my classmates, I pretended to have something to do and refused."

The little rich woman lowered her head and muttered quietly: "I always feel that my classmates are not willing to be friends with me..."

It's not that I'm unwilling, it's that I don't dare.

Who told you to look like you don't want anyone to approach you all day long? You're never seen except when you're in class.

“In fact, everyone gets along well.”

After Lu Chen wrote the last name, he looked up and said, "If you have a chance tomorrow, you can chat with everyone. Although we may not have many opportunities to meet in the future, it never hurts to have more friends."

"At least I'll feel more accomplished when I post on WeChat Moments to show off in the future."

"Hey, what a cheesy reason."

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