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Why didn't I see you riding your pink BMW today?
Shen Yan has a preference for pink, and the electric scooter he bought is also pink. Jiang Nansun often teases him about this, saying that he has a girlish heart.
Hearing this, he shrugged and said, "Want to take a walk? I don't want to become a fragile college student."
"You."
Jiang Nansun extended her slender, jade-like fingers: "You've eaten fried potatoes again. You always buy a serving whenever you come out."
As Jiang Nansun was about to pick up a skewer to get himself a piece, he saw Shen Yan take half a step back.
Even a half-step left Jiang Nansun completely bewildered.
Are you serious about taking half a step back?
"Senior, please be mindful of your behavior."
Shen Yan coughed lightly, put the potato behind him, and said with a serious face, "Everyone knows that the professor from the architecture department is with you now. If he finds out, he might make things difficult for me, even if we're not in the same department."
"you...."
Jiang Nansun didn't expect Shen Yan to bring this up suddenly. For some reason, she didn't want Shen Yan to misunderstand, so she frowned slightly and quickly explained, "Get lost, it's not what you think between him and me."
“We’re just ordinary friends. I was preparing for graduate school entrance exams and happened to be applying to Professor Dong’s program, so we got to know each other after a while.”
"Really?"
Shen Yan asked, half believing and half doubting.
"Really!" Jiang Nansun looked serious, her beautiful eyes fixed on Shen Yan.
Hearing her words, Shen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
At least for now, this senior student hasn't completely fallen into the gentle trap woven by Zhang Anren.
To be fair, it's quite a pity that someone as ideal as Jiang Nansun was dumped in her first relationship.
Just like Little Dragon Girl being... cough cough cough.
This is an urban novel, so let's not talk about it.
Shen Yan pretended to be relieved and placed the potatoes in front of the two of them: "It's okay, you can eat them now. But it's good that you didn't agree, because I had some concerns before."
"Now that I know from you it's alright, that's good."
Sensing the hidden meaning in Shen Yan's words, Jiang Nansun looked at Shen Yan strangely: "Junior, something doesn't sound right about what you're saying."
"It's nothing, I just heard someone say that you, senior, became Zhang Anren's mistress. It's said that Zhang Anren has a fiancée back in his hometown or something. Of course, I only heard about it."
While eating potatoes, Shen Yan said this in a nonchalant manner.
Did he just hear about it?
It's obvious that he made it up from the script.
Shen Yan was somewhat interested in a beautiful woman with a refined temperament like Jiang Nansun, but he wouldn't fawn over her like some sycophants.
He prefers a gradual, insidious approach, which reflects a somewhat player-like mentality.
For example, he told Jiang Nansun about Zhang Anren's matter as if it were a rumor.
Firstly, it would extinguish any lingering feelings between Jiang Nansun and Zhang Anren, and secondly, it would prevent Jiang Nansun from developing the impression that he was a gossip.
After all, if he were to confidently tell Jiang Nansun about this, he wouldn't have any evidence, and it might leave a bad impression.
You can use hearsay as a basis, without providing any evidence.
Do you understand?
This behavior is a bit teasy.
But who says tea is only for girls?
"What!?"
Jiang Nansun clearly took it to heart. Her expression changed slightly, her delicate brows furrowed, and she looked at Shen Yan: "Junior, really?"
Judging from her appearance, Shen Yan guessed that she had some affection for Zhang Anren, otherwise she wouldn't have lost her composure like this.
In response to her question, Shen Yan shrugged: "It's all hearsay. You can't take hearsay seriously, but you can observe more about it later, senior."
Shen Yan spoke casually and nonchalantly, which dispelled Jiang Nansun's doubts.
After all, this kind of attitude doesn't seem like someone trying to sow discord.
She frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded emphatically and said, "Okay, I will pay more attention."
Here, would you like some?
Shen Yan placed the potatoes in front of Jiang Nansun and asked.
"No."
Having just heard such explosive news, Jiang Nansun had no appetite. He shook his head and then made an excuse: "I have something to do at home, so I won't talk to you anymore."
"Junior, I'm leaving now."
"Okay, then go ahead and get busy."
Watching Jiang Nansun leave with a heavy heart, Shen Yan's lips curled into a subtle, almost imperceptible smile.
He knew he had succeeded.
Then he turned around and walked towards the dormitory.
On the other side, Jiang Nansun walked out of the school gate. After hesitating for a while, she took out her phone, opened WeChat, and clicked on a chat box with a contact named Zhang Anren.
"Zhang Anren, I have something to do today, so I won't be coming."
After sending the message, Jiang Nansun breathed a sigh of relief, thinking of Shen Yan's words earlier: "If this is true, I owe you a huge favor."
Rubbing his head, which was a bit tangled in thought, Jiang Nansun hailed a taxi and went home.
Shanghai University, Teaching Assistant Office.
A man dressed in a gray short-sleeved shirt and with ordinary clothes saw that a message had been sent, and it was from someone he was particularly interested in. His face lit up with joy.
But upon seeing the message in the chat box, the joy immediately froze.
But considering that Jiang Nansun also had something to do and his reasons were legitimate, Zhang Anren had no choice but to suppress his disappointment and ask with concern.
"Yes, Nansun, things at home are important."
After sending the message, Zhang Anren felt he hadn't expressed his concern enough, so he quickly typed something else.
"Nan Sun, is there anything I can help you with at home?"
"Don't be too anxious. You can talk to me about anything. I may not have much influence, but I can still be your confidant."
"..."
If Shen Yan saw these words, he would definitely point and say: "Simp, look, this is what a simp is."
However, none of this mattered to Shen Yan. After returning to his dormitory, he opened his phone and searched for car dealerships in Shanghai.
He didn't have enough money before, so he couldn't afford it.
Now that he has money, he naturally wants to change his car.
No, it's collecting!
Finally, he made a phone appointment at the McLaren physical store. By the time he finished, it was already dark and evening.
At this time, Sang Yan and the others also returned to their dormitory.
"Damn! How did our door get so damaged?"
"Yanzi, has the dorm been burgled?"
"You didn't lose anything, right? Especially my computer, it has 1TB of my treasured study materials on it!"
Hearing Sang Yan and the others making a fuss, Shen Yan put his phone in his pocket, glanced at the damaged door, and thought of Dai Daji's sudden kick during the day.
He shook his head: "It's not a thief, it's just that someone came to the wrong place to catch them in the act. But we've already added their contact information, so we'll just have to ask her for whatever amount it costs."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
Sang Yan clicked his tongue in amazement, stepped forward and patted Shen Yan on the shoulder: "Shen son, I told you to stay away from flirting with other women, and now look what's happened, someone's come knocking on your door."
"Even if you're going to seduce someone, don't seduce a married man."
"Pooh!"
Shen Yan spat out a "pui" without offering any explanation. He wasn't about to fall into the trap of proving himself. He stood up and said to Sang Yan and the others, "Hey guys, I haven't eaten yet. Let's go for some skewers!"
"Yes, yes, I've been craving this for a long time."
"Let's go."
"It's settled then, you're treating today."
"No problem, it's my treat today, and tomorrow Sang Yan will treat our whole dorm to a hot pot with fresh ingredients!"
Sang Yan: ? ? ?
Wasn't it just one person?
006 People are so easy to fool these days. Tong Yao: I need to download an anti-fraud app.
night.
Lying on his bed in his dorm room, Shen Yan was scrolling through short videos.
Suddenly, a pop-up window appeared on WeChat. He let out a soft "hmm," reached out and clicked on it, only to find that someone had added him as a friend.
The person who added their name was a cartoon avatar, along with the note: Tong Yao.
is her?
Thinking of the cute girl who had been beaten to tears by him in a solo match, Shen Yan smiled slightly and chose to pass.
Once he accepted the request, the other party immediately sent a message: "Shen Yan, this is Tong Yao."
Upon seeing the message, Shen Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and replied, "I do know someone named Tong Yao, but how can I be sure it's you?"
On the other side, in a cozy room, Tong Yao had changed out of her outfit from the internet cafe during the day and was now wearing a silk slip dress, revealing her fair and smooth shoulders.