Chapter 20: Stop Acting, Okay?
The three roommates in the dormitory basically instantly became fascinated by Qiang Wei.
What kind of girls do twenty-year-old guys like? Actually, the answer is very simple: mature and sensible girls are generally irresistible to them.
There's data showing that guys around twenty years old like girls who are slightly older than themselves.
Zhou Ke is very beautiful, at the level of campus goddess, but compared to Qiang Wei, she's slightly lacking.
Maybe it's the charm accumulated over time that makes the difference.
The roommates all knew it, and when they left, they left. The three of them decided to go to the internet cafe, leaving the room to Zhang Fan.
"Remember to bring the key and stay safe."
"There's one in the cabinet, just go and get it."
"And don't make too much noise, or the dorm supervisor will scold us. By the way, is the door locked?"
"Yeah, it is."
The three left after reminding Zhang Fan once again.
As soon as they left, they started venting on the forum, but before they could start, messages were already flooding in.
"Breaking news, Zhang Fan and Zhou Ke broke up, and Zhang Fan found a sugar mommy."
"Is that true? A sugar mommy? Well, that explains Zhang Fan's car."
"Don't just talk, show some proof first."
Pictures exploded once again.
"OP, where are you? Is this the sugar mommy? Damn, I thought she was in her forties, but this woman looks like she's twenty-six or twenty-seven at most. If we ignore the sugar mommy aspect, she's just in her prime."
"Is this already considered a sugar mommy? Yeah, damn, look at her hands, no ring, definitely single. Damn, she's young too."
"Why would this guy like Zhang Fan?"
The news quickly reached Zhou Ke's ears, and when she saw the woman's picture, Zhou Ke's expression became numb, tears almost falling as she felt deeply insulted and wronged.
"Li, what's wrong with me? Why did this guy keep pursuing me?"
Li looked at his phone screensaver and said, "Is he handsome?" The screensaver was a picture of Zhang Fan.
"He's handsome."
Then Li found another picture of Zhang and asked, "Is he ugly?"
"Yeah."
"He just likes Zhang Fan because he's handsome, not because he likes him. There's nothing to feel bad about. Zhang Fan becoming good is the result of his hard work. Have you ever seen a student wake up early and exercise? Zhang Fan is good, meeting this woman is quite right, at least it's what he deserves." Hey, whose side are you on?
"Li, what do you mean, what do you mean?"
Li thought for a moment and said, "I think the problem lies in the fact that they're students. Zhang Fan is also a student. What do students lack? Money. And this woman has money, and she gives Zhang Fan money." "But the car is hers, Zhang Fan earned it himself."
As soon as she said this, Zhou Ke realized that she had said something wrong. Damn it, why did she reveal the truth?
"What? What did you just say? What car, what earned it himself? Hey, make it clear, come on, let's go."
While the discussion outside was lively, the room became much quieter. Zhang Fan didn't have a computer, so he could only take out paper and pen and start recording the recent trends in pearl stocks, as well as the blueprints for luxury goods.
The history of Cartier, the elegance and fashion of Tiffany, the luxury of Graff, and the exquisite pearls were all present in Zhang Fan's eyes, like a dance of enchantment.
Beautiful, it made one yearn.
Originally, Zhang Fan didn't know where to start, but with the rewards from the system, it became much easier.
Three hours passed quickly. Qiang Wei slowly opened her eyes, turned off the recording function on her phone, and saved it.
She had underestimated it. She thought Zhang Fan had changed and would be a little more cautious, but Zhang Fan hadn't really changed.
There wasn't a single trace of the bed being moved.
"What are you busy with?"
Wearing Zhang Fan's slippers, Qiang Wei walked directly to him, grabbed him, and patted his head against Zhang Fan's ear.
"Stop acting, just say it directly. Acting won't do you any good." "Bored. Drawing?"
"I guess."
"Let me see."
Zhang Fan quickly collected the papers on the table and put them on the bookshelf, then said, "Let's go, it's time for dinner. I think the class will probably organize a dinner and take a bus there. The restaurant has been chosen." "Okay, let's go."
After that, Qiang Wei returned to her position, took out the silk from under the blanket, and slowly and bravely embroidered it, as if she was showing off to Zhang Fan.
Even a god would be conquered, let alone Zhang Fan.
He glanced sideways, pretended to look, and that was it.
But this shameless girl actually started laughing when she saw Zhang Fan's back, unable to hold it in.
"Admit that you're greedy. Is that so difficult?"
"He's a man, and even eunuchs get greedy. It's normal to be greedy, but to be greedy for celebrities? How can that be? Are we supposed to accept that?" Ridiculous.
Putting on her shoes, Qiang Wei sat on the bed, neatly made the bed again, and said, "Did you discover something?" "Was it the recording function on your phone?"
"As expected, you noticed it. But how did you discover the recording function on my phone?" "You're too careless, I'm just worried about you. It'll be easier to remove when it's time to leave." At this moment, Zhang Fan's phone rang, and he answered it before hanging up.
"Let's go, it's time for dinner. I hope we won't have to act during dinner. It's tiring, isn't it?" "It's tiring, but it feels good. When the whole world thinks you should like something, how can you still break up?"
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