Chapter 5: This Guy, Truly Daring
Throughout the entire time, Zhang Fan didn't even glance at Zhou Ke, instead focusing on his own table. Compared to Zhou Ke, the dishes on the table were more captivating to Zhang Fan's attention.
"Hey, are you even listening to what we're saying? We're talking to you, Zhang Fan." "I'm really annoyed, you know? We've broken up, so why keep pestering? Right now, I just want to drink with my friends and have a good time, understand?" Zhang Fan's three roommates were completely daring to speak up. Normally, they would be wary of angering him and would stay quiet.
"What's up with you guys?"
Zhou Ke's close friend Li replied, "We're talking about club activities. After the dance performance, the club is having a gathering to celebrate. The organizers are quite pleased with our performance, so they've allocated some extra funds for us. Tonight, we get to eat for free." Zhou Ke pulled up a chair and sat directly next to Zhang Fan, staring at him.
Normally, even a slight glance from Zhou Ke would cause Zhang Fan to blush or even skip with joy. Her slightest smile would attract Zhang Fan's attention. But now, it seemed like something had changed suddenly. Zhang Fan was acting like a completely different person.
"Do you like it? Fine, give me your phone number. I'll call you, see if I dare." "What's the problem? Sure, here it is."
"Heh, you're saying you like me without even meeting me? What's really going on here?" Zhang Fan fought to maintain his patience, trying to help. "If anyone threatens or harms you, just let me know immediately. I promised to help, didn't I? I know relationships can be exhausting, but we agreed to this from the start, didn't we? You said you cared." Zhang Fan took a sip of his drink, and the other three roommates at the table planned to leave. Whenever a couple fought, they always got involved.
"Stay, there's nothing to see here. Just listen."
The three roommates didn't know what to do.
Zhang Fan faced the sun, a sign of his confidence. Since reasons were required, he would give a real, sharp reason.
"It's really beautiful, isn't it?"
Zhou Ke nodded, and Zhang Fan continued, "But beauty is just superficial. Even if something is incredibly beautiful, that's all it is, nothing more." Damn it.
The laughter from the dormitory's other occupants couldn't be suppressed. They just couldn't help it.
"Bro, this guy is too smooth."
"Zhang Fan, you seem to enjoy making jokes. This isn't a laughing matter. We hope you can take this seriously." Zhang Fan said, "To speak frankly, it's easier to bear the truth, isn't it?" "What do you mean?"
"I mean, am I supposed to be your backup plan? Sorry, but I really don't feel like being dragged into this mess. You understand, right? But if you have enough options, how do you feel?" Zhang Fan opened his phone and pointed to his contacts list. "It takes a lot of time every day to maintain all these relationships. For girls like this one, there are hundreds. Understand?" The conversations with numerous girls in his contacts list ignited Zhou Ke's anger.
"Well done, Zhang Fan. You pretend to chat with these girls for a few lines every day and call that seduction?" "Exactly. So, I'm not interested anymore. So long. Sorry for interrupting your drinking session." With that, Zhang Fan picked up his glass and continued drinking with his friends.
Zhou Ke became furious and wanted to explode. She really wanted to hit him.
"Want to try flipping the table? Believe me, I'll do it in seconds. Care to test me?" "Zhang Fan, dare you?"
"Don't hit women, but don't push your luck. If you need help, just ask. What happened to 'respecting women' and all that? There are too many rules and regulations in the world revolving around them. What else do you want?" Zhang Fan finished his drink, looked at Zhou Ke, who was blocking him with her bag, and then left.
For a moment, Zhou Ke was genuinely afraid.
This Zhang Fan was completely different from the obedient Zhang Fan she knew.
"Bro, since you've broken up, why say so much about breaking up?" Members from the dance club gathered around, standing next to Zhou Ke. Members of the street dance club saw this as a perfect opportunity to rescue the damsel in distress.
There's a saying, when a girl breaks up, she feels vulnerable and is most likely to have intimate contact with someone else, especially at night.
Zhang Fan casually picked up the wine bottle, and the sound of clinking glass filled the air as the bottle exploded in his hand.
"Wanna try? Anyone?" Many of them pulled Zhou Ke, hoping Chen Wei would continue to escalate the situation.
This move indeed intimidated those present. Zhang Fan simply shook his bloody hand, picked up a tissue, and wiped it clean, saying, "Things that creep around women's backs should mind their own business." At that moment, his phone rang, and Zhang Fan glanced at it before leaving.
He walked toward the street.
A car door opened, and a girl stepped out. She respectfully approached Zhang Fan and said, "Hello, Mr. Zhang. This is a gift from the boss. We hope you like it. It's a Porsche 911 sports car, and here are the keys and a gas card." "It's thoughtful of you, but I don't have a driver's license yet, so I'll pass."
"Okay, I'll inform the boss about your lack of a driver's license. We'll take care of it for you." The girl glanced at the group of students standing there and said, "Mr. Zhang, need anything else?" "No, thanks. Just go about your business."
Zhang Fan pressed the key, and the car's headlights lit up. He turned around and looked at the stunned Zhou Ke, saying, "Here's some advice: when you're drinking at night, be careful. Some people will offer you a drink as a sign of respect, and some may want to take advantage of you. You might leave by 10 o'clock. Also, pay attention to your drink. Be careful not to be drugged." Drugged?
What was going on here?
Zhou Ke looked toward Chen Wei, who instinctively took two steps back.
As expected, the rumors were true.
Was this guy protecting her? It seemed like there was something hidden. Zhang Fan still liked her. It must be like that. How else could he possibly like her? He must like her.