Damn it! The girl he likes insists on dragging him to a blind date.

Xia You followed Sheng Zongche all the way to the school parking lot and walked to a black Ferrari.

Although Xia You doesn't know much about cars, she can tell at a glance that this car must be extremely expensive.

There's a rich kid in the law school next door who's good for nothing. He often skips classes and is rarely seen around the school. When he does come to class, he drives his flashy sports car right to the school gate, deliberately stepping on the gas pedal and making a loud roaring noise, as if he's afraid people won't see that he's driving a luxury car.

However, to be fair, Sheng Zongche is indeed quite low-key. Although he was chauffeured around in luxury cars during high school, Xia You always saw him walking around campus during college.

I've never heard of him skipping classes; he's known for his excellent grades, though.

Seeing that Xia You was standing still, Sheng Zongche walked around from the driver's side, stretched out his strong arm and put it on the door handle behind the girl.

This action instantly half-encircles the person in one's embrace.

"Xia You, you've got some serious connections! Do I have to personally open the door for you?"

Xia You's brow twitched, and she immediately turned around, placing her hand on Sheng Zongche's hand. "How could I trouble you, senior? I can open the door myself."

The sudden skin contact made Sheng Zongche instinctively freeze for a moment.

The next second, he suddenly turned his hand over, his fingertips curled up, and instantly intertwined his fingers with the girl's.

The girl's hands were soft and boneless, and when held in her hot palms, they felt as if they might melt at any moment.

An uncontrollable smile crept onto his face. "What are you doing? Trying to hold my hand? I knew your name and behavior matched."

"..."

At that moment, Xia You almost stopped breathing.

Before she could speak, a familiar male voice interrupted from the side.

"Summer pomelo?"

The instant she heard that voice, Xia You instinctively shook off Sheng Zongche's hand, turned around, and said, "Qin Chiyu, what a coincidence."

Qin Chiyu, carrying his bag, frowned slightly, looking at Sheng Zongche with suspicion, then turned his gaze back to Xia You. "I have something to do today and need to go home, so I'm getting my car from the parking lot. What about you?"

"Oh, I have something to discuss with Senior Sheng, we..."

Sheng Zongche interjected, "Xia You said she'd treat me to dinner."

The man's smile was chilling, and his dark eyes seemed to completely disregard the person in front of him.

Qin Chiyu completely ignored Sheng Zongche's words, "Xia You, I'll send you a WeChat message later, let's make plans to have dinner together, I have something to tell you."

Xia You opened her mouth to reply, but Sheng Zongche spoke up meaningfully, "Xia You said she doesn't want to hear what you have to say."

Xia You: ?

After Sheng Zongche finished speaking, he opened the passenger door, pushed Xia You inside, and didn't give Qin Chiyu another glance.

……

The sports car sped along the elevated highway in Haicheng.

Xia You opened the car window a crack, letting the evening breeze tousle her long hair, while her hand kept tapping on the calculator on her phone.

Sheng Zongche gripped the steering wheel and asked, "Xia You, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Xia You stopped what she was doing, looked up at him with a puzzled expression, wondering why Sheng Zongche always asked this question.

After hesitating for a second, she spoke up: "Senior Sheng, which restaurant should we go to? Let me search for some recommended dishes."

Sheng Zongche didn't answer the question, but his tone was tinged with sarcasm, "Do you know that guy from earlier?"

Xia You put down her phone. "Yes, he was my high school classmate."

"Have you two talked about it?"

"No, how could that be?"

Sheng Zongche asked again, "Why not talk to him?"

Why should I talk to him?

"Oh, so you don't like him?"

Xia You shook her head. "No."

Sheng Zongche: "So, who do you like?"

"..." Xia You was stunned for a moment. She never dreamed that one day she would be sitting in Sheng Zongche's car and hear him ask such a question.

If she said "I like you" at that moment, would Sheng Zongche open the car window and throw her out?

At this moment, Xia You was eager to cover it up, so she blurted out, "I like money."

The girl's words made Sheng Zongche slip, and he almost slammed on the brakes on the highway.

Xia You, completely oblivious to the change in Sheng Zongche's expression, picked up the previous topic again, "Senior, where should we go for dinner?"

Sheng Zongche caught his breath and said, "Rongyi Hall."

Xia You opened the review app on her phone and typed in "Rongyiguan". "Oh, it's a Japanese restaurant. The name sounds familiar."

The next second, the words "1,500 yuan per person" appeared next to the shop, which startled her so much that she almost threw her phone away.

Xia You maintained her composure on the surface, but secretly did some calculations in her mind.

It costs 1,500 yuan per person, and 3,000 yuan for a meal.

She organizes a social gathering for six people, charging each person 100 yuan. After deducting Sheng Zongche's 100 yuan, that's 500 yuan. Subtracting 25 yuan per cup of coffee, six cups would cost 160 yuan, so she still makes a profit of 340 yuan.

If three thousand dollars could get Sheng Zongche to join the social club, she could earn the money back after nine events.

Oh wait, I had promised Sheng Zongche 180 yuan for each social gathering.

That would net you 160...

From this perspective, it seems like it's not worth it.

Should we talk to Sheng Zongche about this money again?

Sheng Zongche, of course, had no idea what Xia You was thinking. He assumed that her silence was simply because she was shocked by the prices of the dishes, so he said, "I was just saying. It's on me today."

Xia You suddenly put down her phone. "Huh? Why did you invite me? Are you that nice of you?"

He had to admit that this girl really didn't know how to talk. Sheng Zongche suppressed his anger and started cursing himself again, "Yeah, I'm sick, I'm a jerk, I feel uncomfortable if I don't spend money on people."

Xia You: "..."

……

Not long after, Sheng Zongche and Xia You sat facing each other at a table in Rongyi Hall.

This was Xia You's first time eating at a place like this. The warm light from the paper lantern shone on the girl's face as she stared at the century-old cherry wood at the sushi bar, lost in thought.

Across the table, Sheng Zongche looked up and asked, "Are you used to eating raw food?"

"I eat everything, I'm not picky."

"Um."

While Sheng Zongche was calling the waiter to take their order, Xia You was thinking about how to bring up the topic of profit sharing in the matchmaking event with him.

Sheng Zongche finally agreed to join the social club. If she goes back on her word again, will he beat her up?

After the waiter took the order and left, Sheng Zongche brought up the social club first, asking, "When and where was the first event?"

"At the Magellan Coffee shop on Student Street, everyone who participated in the event received a free latte. I talked to the owner there, and she sold me a latte that cost 35 yuan for 25 yuan."

Sheng Zongche nodded and didn't say anything more. He just looked at the girl across the table, his eyes flashing with some incomprehensible emotions.

Xia You hesitated for a moment, then mustered her courage and said, "Senior, I promised you 180 yuan for that social event..."

"Alright, I don't want the 180."

Xia You didn't expect Sheng Zongche to agree so readily. "How can that be? You never take that 180 yuan, so I'm just getting it for free. What's the point of you spending so much time on this?"

Sheng Zongche suddenly frowned, his voice changing slightly, "Every time?"

"Yeah, every time," Xia You thought for a moment and then said, "but if you're not available one day, I can find someone else to replace you..."

This time, Sheng Zongche couldn't hold back any longer. "Xia You, I only agreed to it once. You want me to do it every time? Are you a sunflower? You'll bloom if you get a little sunshine?"