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"Did you bring your ID card?"

"Yes, I brought it!" Lin Wanqing nodded hurriedly, her voice a beat higher than usual, like a student being called on by the teacher to answer a question.

You can leave everything else behind, but you absolutely must bring this!

She checked the card three times before leaving home today to make sure it was safely in the innermost compartment of her bag.

Shen Wang nodded, tapping his fingers lightly on the steering wheel twice, as if he was thinking about something.

After a few seconds, he spoke again: "You haven't eaten yet, have you? Go get something to eat first."

"Uh-huh!"

Lin Wanqing nodded obediently, secretly adding in her mind, "We need to eat first, otherwise who can stand it?"

During her last one-hour class, she almost experienced hypoglycemia.

This time, I absolutely cannot attend class on an empty stomach.

The car came to a slow stop at a red light at the intersection.

Shen Wang took his right hand off the steering wheel and placed it naturally on the center console armrest, with the back of his hand facing up and his fingers slightly curled, a very relaxed posture.

Lin Wanqing's gaze fell on that hand, and her heart skipped a beat.

The hand had distinct knuckles, long fingers, and neatly trimmed nails. The watch face on the wrist gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

A thought flashed through her mind; she remembered one of the "study materials" Gao Lan had shown her:

When a man puts his hand on the center console in his car, sometimes he's not resting; he's waiting for you to make the first move.

Lin Wanqing bit her lower lip and subtly moved her right leg to the left.

The movement was very small, so small that it was almost impossible to tell the intention, but the beige knitted dress she was wearing today was thin and light, and the skin on the outside of her thighs, through a thin layer of fabric, was just touching the back of Shen Wang's hand.

A warm sensation came from the back of my hand.

Shen Wang turned his head slightly and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. Lin Wanqing was looking straight ahead, but her ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

The green light is on.

Shen Wang withdrew his hand and put his back on the steering wheel. Lin Wanqing quietly breathed a sigh of relief and subtly shifted her body forward.

We encountered another red light ahead.

This time, Shen Wang didn't put his hand on the center console. Instead, he took out a cigarette from the armrest box and put it in his mouth.

Before he could even look for a lighter, Lin Wanqing had already quickly pulled one out of her bag and leaned over to him.

Shen Wang lowered his head slightly and lit a cigarette in her hand.

Ah!

Good job, you have a good eye!

However, this is not the end.

Shen Wang saw that Lin Wanqing stretched out her two small hands side by side, forming a small, steady tray next to his right hand.

"Need not."

Shen Wang smiled and flicked his cigarette ash into the car's ashtray.

"There's no need to be so cautious."

That's what I said, but I was secretly laughing to myself.

That senior is so clever!

How have you turned the girl into this in just a few days?

……

The car hadn't been driving long when it stopped in front of a chain spicy hot pot restaurant on the street.

The shop is small and the decor is ordinary, but it's packed with people during mealtimes, and the aroma can be smelled even through the glass.

Lin Wanqing showed no surprise whatsoever and followed him out of the car and into the house.

She knew perfectly well that at Shen Wang's level, he could eat whatever he wanted.

Whether it's a Michelin three-star restaurant or a roadside stall, for some people it's just a matter of "wanting to eat" or "not wanting to eat."

People who need to use a meal to flaunt their status have no real status to begin with.

Shen Wang clearly didn't need to prove anything to anyone.

He simply craves it.

After finding a seat by the window, Lin Wanqing quickly and efficiently took out the cutlery, scalded the cups, and poured Shen Wang a glass of room-temperature plum juice, without letting him lift a finger the whole time.

When the dish was served, a pot of hot, red oil was steaming and smelled delicious.

Just as Shen Wang picked up his chopsticks, he saw Lin Wanqing already putting on disposable gloves and starting to peel the shrimp in the pot.

Her fingers were slender, but her movements were quick. In a few moments, she peeled whole shrimp and arranged them one by one in Shen Wang's bowl. She didn't touch them herself, but her eyes kept glancing at his cup, and she would immediately refill it when she saw that the plum juice was running low.

"Why aren't you eating? Are you on a diet?" Shen Wang picked up a shrimp and put it in his mouth, then looked up at her.

Lin Wanqing quickly shook her head, her cheeks slightly flushed: "No, no, it's just... it's too spicy."

"Can't handle spicy food? Then I'll order you a non-spicy one." Shen Wang said, about to call the waiter.

"No, no!"

Lin Wanqing quickly stopped her, her voice even softer: "I can eat spicy food, it's just... I'm just worried about the smell in my mouth afterward, it'll be inconvenient."

Shen Wang was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud. This little girl is quite thoughtful.

"It's okay, just eat. You can brush your teeth later if you have to."

Hearing him say that, Lin Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief, blushed, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat in small bites.

Her lips were bright red from the spiciness, and a little sweat appeared on her nose, but she didn't bother to wipe it away. Instead, she pulled out a tissue and handed it to Shen Wang, afraid that he would get oil on his face if he ate too quickly.

……

As the car drove away from the Mala Xiangguo restaurant, Lin Wanqing leaned against the passenger seat and secretly wiped her mouth again with a wet wipe.

She spent a full five minutes brushing her teeth in the restaurant bathroom just now.

Now her mouth feels clean and refreshing, full of the coolness of mint.

Lin Wanqing thought they should go to the hotel next.

She even silently went through the key chapters of the study materials from last night in her mind, and reviewed a few key knowledge points again.

But the car didn't head towards any hotel.

The white G-Wagon turned onto a road that was both familiar and unfamiliar to Lin Wanqing.

She said she was familiar with this road because she had seen it countless times in promotional videos for Jingzhou.

Binjiang Avenue is lined with plane trees on both sides, their canopies intertwining overhead to form a green tunnel. Sunlight filters through the branches and leaves, scattering like shattered gold onto the asphalt road.

It felt unfamiliar because she had never walked this road with the reason "I want to go here".

This is the most expensive area in Jingzhou, with several residential complexes along the way that are the envy of the city's middle class. The most famous of these is called Yuexi Bay.

What was the average price again?

Lin Wanqing searched her memory and realized that she hadn't paid any attention to it at all.

It's not that she doesn't want to pay attention, it's that it's pointless to pay attention, just like she wouldn't pay attention to the maintenance costs of a private jet.

Those numbers were too far removed from her life, so far that she was even embarrassed to dream about them.

The car stopped in front of the sales office of Yuexi Bay.

The exterior features white marble walls and floor-to-ceiling glass curtain walls, while the water feature fountain at the entrance reflects a small rainbow in the sunlight.

The doorman at the sales office, dressed in a crisp uniform, immediately jogged over when he saw the G-Class stop and respectfully opened the driver's side door.

Lin Wanqing remained seated in the passenger seat.

Her brain was still processing the information: Why were they at the sales office? Shouldn't they be at a hotel? Did the master own a house here?

Wait a minute, if you own a house, why would you come to the sales office? You could just go home, right?

Lin Wanqing was having some doubts when Shen Wang, who was sitting next to her, unbuckled his seatbelt and casually said, "Get out of the car, I'll buy you an apartment."

"Buy...buy a house?"

Lin Wanqing was completely stunned, staring at Shen Wang with wide eyes, her mind blank, as if she had been struck by lightning.

Did I hear that right?

Or did she hallucinate because she accidentally ate some Sichuan peppercorns in the spicy hot pot?

The old man said he'd buy her a house? Here? In Yuexi Bay?

No, what did I do to deserve this house purchase?

"Don't just stand there, get off the bus."