The young lady hired me to help her and the young master have an online romance.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Wan hid behind a big tree and watched Shang Shixu get into the supercar and drive away.

The crowd waited for a long time, but the "female lead" never appeared.

Ten minutes ago, someone posted a message on the campus network's confession wall, uploading photos of a BMW and a supercar, and asking:

#Does anyone know who the "female lead" he's waiting for is? I'm so curious!#

The comments section below the post quickly swelled to hundreds of posts.

No one could figure out who the female lead was, but they did find out Shang Shixu's identity by following the story of this limited edition supercar.

The eldest son of Haicheng's richest merchant family, and the sole heir to the conglomerate.

She is of mixed Chinese and European descent and is currently studying at Harvard Business School.

Once his identity was revealed, it caused an uproar throughout the entire school.

This made everyone even more curious: which girl in the girls' dormitory knew such a person at the top of the pyramid?

There was a lot of discussion on the school website, but Jiang Wan had no interest in paying attention.

At this moment, her mind was filled with—

How can we handle the business timing without revealing ourselves?

She needs time to come up with a detailed plan, but she can't stand here thinking about it.

Jiang Wan walked out of the big tree and headed towards the dormitory building.

As I passed the spot where the supercar had just been parked, I instinctively stopped.

She had seen that supercar on Douyin (TikTok).

Very cool, very handsome.

No wonder it was Shang Shixu's vehicle.

He was just as eye-catching as the car.

Jiang Wan walked from the sunlight into the shady teaching building.

She quickened her pace and entered the dormitory.

Pushing open the door, Wang Yurong poked her head out from the bed. "Where have you been?"

"It's downstairs."

Jiang Wan walked straight to her desk, sat down, took out her water glass, and took a big gulp.

Zhou Feiyan walked up to her with her phone in hand, excitedly sharing some gossip with her.

"Wanwan, look at the confession wall, everyone's talking about that handsome guy who drove the supercar."

"Some people say his name is Shang Shixu, and he is the young master of the richest family in Haicheng."

"Who do you think the girl he's waiting for is from this building?"

"Could it be Wanwan?" Wang Yurong interjected jokingly.

"Cough cough—"

Jiang Wan choked on the water and coughed violently, which brought up physiological tears.

Zhou Feiyan patted her back, "Are you alright?"

Jiang Wan shook her head and pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth.

Wang Yurong looked embarrassed and explained, "I was just joking."

Zhou Feiyan knew she was joking; Shang Shixu couldn't possibly be looking for Jiang Wan.

Just downstairs, Shang Shixu was looking in their direction.

If he knew Jiang Wan, he wouldn't have turned away again.

Zhou Feiyan wanted to chat with Jiang Wan for a bit more, but Jiang Wan stopped her in time, saying, "Feiyan, I have something to think about. Let me have some peace and quiet."

"Okay, okay."

Wang Yurong put on her headphones to watch videos, Zhou Feiyan lay on the bed scrolling through posts, and Li Zhile hadn't returned yet.

The dormitory fell completely quiet.

Jiang Wan sat at the table, her hands clasped together.

The brain rehearses what preparations it should make.

First, she was not allowed to turn on the lights or open the curtains at the hotel.

After all, she has a "rashe" on her face and doesn't want him to see it, so these actions are normal.

If he insisted that she take off her mask, she would take out a pre-prepared goggles and ask him to put them on.

He definitely won't agree.

Therefore, she resolutely refused to pick it.

Magic against magic!

In addition, she would apply large patches of red makeup to her face in case her face was accidentally exposed.

However, as long as you keep the lights off and the curtains closed, even if your face is visible in the dim light, you won't be able to see it clearly from a distance.

If they were close enough, Shang Shixu would catch a glimpse of her face and be immediately drawn to the large red patches on it.

Jiang Wan kept thinking and refining her plan.

No matter how perfect it is, the risk of exposure is still very high.

But there was no other way but to take a gamble.

I don't know how much time passed, but my phone suddenly vibrated, and Shang Shixu sent me a message.

Lie: [The Ritz-Carlton, 1808 Presidential Suite]

The Ritz-Carlton is a famous luxury hotel in Haicheng.

I've heard of it but never been inside.

The thought of going inside soon filled Jiang Wansheng with no joy whatsoever.

She knew that delaying any longer wouldn't change the situation, so she replied quickly.

Nice Rabbit Squid: [Brother, rest for a while, I'll be there soon.]

Lie: [Hmm]

After sending the items, Jiang Wan opened the wardrobe and began to select them.

Her clothes are mostly youthful, pretty, and sweet.

It's very disorganized, and the prices vary.

But no matter what you wear, you can't look poor or shabby.

After searching through her wardrobe, Jiang Wan finally achieved a look that satisfied her.

She wore a loose-fitting black crew neck sweater over a white shirt, with the collar turned up to add layers.

The lower body is a short black tulip skirt.

She wore black heeled leather shoes paired with black knee-high socks with bows that didn't extend above the knee.

Her long hair was neatly coiled into a bun on top of her head and secured with a milky-white scrunchie.

Overall, it looks simple yet sophisticated.

Normally, she would stand in front of the mirror and admire herself for a while.

But I'm not in the mood for that at all right now.

She looked in the makeup mirror, drew a large red patch on her cheek, and then put on a black mask to cover it up.

Jiang Wan took out the sunglasses she wore in the summer.

Zhou Feiyan glanced casually down from the bed and her eyes lit up.

"Have you changed your style?"

"This dark style is pretty cool."

Hearing the sound, Wang Yurong also poked her head out and then clicked her tongue twice.

"Don't tell me you look good in this; it's like a ballerina's casual outfit."

Hearing her roommate's praise, Jiang Wan felt no joy at all.

She put on her sunglasses, slung her bag over her shoulder, turned around and told them, "I'm going out to meet a friend."

Zhou Feiyan: "Go ahead, go ahead~"

Wang Yurong: "Be careful."

"it is good."

Jiang Wan left her dormitory, arrived at the school gate, and hailed a ride-hailing car.

The closer you get to your destination, the more complicated your feelings become.

I was nervous and scared, but I kept encouraging myself.

You can do it, you're fine.

Put the same effort into chatting with him online as you would when you normally do.

Believe in yourself, you can get through this!

After receiving psychological counseling throughout the journey, Jiang Wan finally calmed down as she was about to get off the bus.

*

Ritzerton, 1808.

The daylight seemed to stretch endlessly, and the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows of the presidential suite were left uncurtained.

Shang Shixu stood by the window, overlooking the bustling city of Haicheng.

He glanced at the watch on his wrist; it was 3 p.m.

He turned around, sat down on the sofa, and picked up his phone.

Open the chat window and send a message.

Lie: What time will you arrive?

A few seconds later, a reply came.

Nice Rabbit Squid: [Almost there, about ten minutes left]

Lie: [Hmm]

Shang Shixu stood up and walked to the full-length mirror.

There was nothing wrong with his reflection in the mirror, but he still reached out and straightened his collar.

I wandered aimlessly around the living room twice before picking up my phone.

3:08 PM.

...Two minutes left.

He held his phone as he approached the door.

For reasons unknown, I opened the door.

The corridor was quiet, and the elevator was at the end.

He leaned against the door frame, his hands clenching and unclenching in his pockets.

"Buzz—!"

His phone vibrated, and he quickly pulled it out.

It turned out to be news from Pei Heyun.

[Brother Xu, have you seen him yet?]

The business timeline did not respond.

Pei Heyun posted another message:

Don't forget what I told you, the "first time" is very important, the experience has to be good. Do you want me to share a few videos with you, so you can take some time to learn from them?

Shang Shixu's temple throbbed violently, and he clenched his molars:

【Shut up!】

Pei Heyun replied with a mouth zippered emoji.

Shang Shixu let out a breath and put his phone back in his pocket.

"bite--!"

At the end of the corridor, the elevator announced its arrival.

This floor contains only the presidential suite.

The person who arrived was undoubtedly the one he had been waiting for.

Shang Shixu held his breath and glanced to the side...