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Zhang Yifan was speechless. It was one thing for the bunch of idiots in his class to use moral blackmail, but the other was another.

How come Lin Wanqing, who disappeared for so long, has suddenly reappeared?

He didn't want to be bothered by this ghost any longer, and was about to speak.

That familiar electronic voice suddenly exploded in my mind without warning.

【Ding--】

[The host is being taken to a graduation party with Zongwen, but your shabby clothes have aroused the contempt of these 18-year-old boys and girls!]

And the former goddess Lin Wanqing was also at this party, once again trying to tempt you with money and corrupt your soul!

But! Host, you are no longer the homeless person everyone could bully!

[Task issued: Publicly demonstrate to Lin Wanqing that you can live a comfortable life without her! And let these ignorant young people know that you're still the boss! Show off your wealth, host!]

Task difficulty: Medium.

With your current wealth, you still can't compare to Lin Wanqing, who married into a wealthy family. If you try to show off your wealth, she'll probably laugh at you and show you what it means to be outmatched.

Of course, these 18-year-old students, who are currently preparing for their college entrance exams, are still quite inexperienced and will be intimidated by the host's domineering aura!

[Mission Reward: Ten Million Yuan in Cash.]

Zhang Yifan was stunned.

What the hell? I don't want to take advantage of you like this!

And what kind of weird task is this?

Showcasing wealth...

This kind of pretentious mission doesn't fit my persona at all!

He was never the type to show off in front of others.

Just now, Zhang Yang and those opportunistic classmates were mocking him for getting arrogant and vain, but he didn't even bother to show them his bank account balance to prove them wrong.

But the reward is a whopping ten million!

He doesn't need that ten million anymore.

But who wouldn't want free money?

Moreover, the task issued by the system this time was practically tailor-made for him.

Lin Wanqing was trying to persuade him to return the car in a "I'm doing this for your own good" tone, Zhang Yang was sarcasticly trying to set a trap for him, and the sycophants were standing firmly on their moral high ground.

If he had gotten through this by being timid and submissive, he would have thought about it every night for the rest of his life and then slap himself in the face.

The "face-slapping" plot may be cliché, but it's definitely satisfying.

He wanted to keep a low profile, but the system wouldn't allow it!

Seeing that Zhang Yifan remained silent, Zhang Yang assumed that he was feeling guilty.

He exchanged glances with the sycophants next to him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Those few opportunists immediately understood and worked even harder to stand on the moral high ground and point fingers.

"Look, he's not saying anything; he must be feeling guilty."

"I knew it! Buying a car for two million just doesn't make sense."

"I guess I'll have to figure out how to pay off the loan when I get back."

A group of people chattered amongst themselves, as if Zhang Yifan buying a car was some heinous crime that required them to form a moral court for public trial.

Lin Wanqing was also secretly delighted.

She thought Zhang Yifan was silent because she had persuaded him.

After all, he used to be like this. If she said, "Don't buy me milk tea anymore," he would really stop buying it. If she said, "You don't look good in this dress," he would change it the next day.

A slight smile played on her lips, her eyes softened, and she continued to gently persuade him:

"Yifan, listen to me, go and return the car."

From now on, let's be good to each other. I promise I will never treat you like I used to.

I promise I will never string you along again!

At least... at least I can let you hold my hand.

Zhang Yifan's lips twitched when he heard this.

At least it lets you hold hands?

The use of "at least" is truly ingenious, as if letting him hold hands is an immense imperial favor and a tremendous reward for him.

She thought she was still in that high and mighty position, and that he was still that simp who would be grateful to tears and run to return the car just because she said "Let's be good to each other from now on".

Hearing Lin Wanqing's eyes filled with Zhang Yifan, and her tone as gentle as if she were coaxing her boyfriend, Zhang Yang's jealousy burned even brighter.

He suppressed his sourness and spoke again in a sarcastic tone, as if saying, "I'm doing this for everyone's good."

"Yeah, Yifan, fine, you don't listen to us, but Wanqing has already said this, and you still won't listen to her and return the car right away?"

"Didn't you used to listen to Wanqing the most? If she said east, you never dared to go west."

He said that very well.

On the surface, he was speaking up for Lin Wanqing, but in reality, he was setting a trap for Zhang Yifan.

Of course he knew that a car couldn't be returned; a 4S store isn't a vegetable market.

He was betting that Zhang Yifan, a boy his age, was very concerned about his image and would definitely argue with Lin Wanqing to save face.

As long as Zhang Yifan refutes him, the two of them will push each other further and further apart, and his opportunity will come.

Zongwen finally couldn't take it anymore.

He strode up to Zhang Yang, his eyes wide as saucers:

"Zhang Yang, how come I never realized you were such a busybody?"

What's wrong with Fan Ge buying a Land Rover?

"Don't even mention Fan Ge buying a Land Rover, even if he bought a Boeing 747, what does that have to do with you?"

He pointed his finger at Zhang Yang's nose, spitting almost onto his face.

Zhang Yang was startled by his sudden outburst and instinctively took a half step back.

But he quickly regained his composure and straightened his collar.

He spoke in the helpless tone of a civilized person facing barbarians:

"Zongwen, you're not right about that."

This is advice I'm giving as a classmate, and it's for his own good.

If you disagree, you can talk it out properly, there's no need to go to such lengths...

"Then I'll use my fists to teach you a lesson for your mouth, so you'll stop spewing nonsense, okay?"

Zong Wen rolled up his sleeves, revealing his not-so-thick arms.

"If you say one more word, I'll show you what true friendship and care between classmates really means!"

Zhang Yang's face flushed with anger, and after a long pause, he managed to utter two words: "Vulgar!"

Zhang Yifan raised his hand and pressed down on Zong Wen's shoulder, signaling him to step back.

Zong Wen wanted to say something more, but when he met Zhang Yifan's gaze, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue and reluctantly took a half step back.

All eyes turned back to Zhang Yifan, waiting to see how he would answer.

Zhang Yang waited for him to refute Lin Wanqing, Lin Wanqing waited for him to nod in agreement, and the fence-sitters waited to continue watching the show.

"You're absolutely right," Zhang Yifan said calmly, as if stating a fact that had nothing to do with him. "I would never impulsively spend the money I received as a reward for my college entrance exam."

Zhang Yang continued, "That's right! I knew Yifan would realize his mistake; it wasn't that kind of infatuation..."

Before Zhang Yang's smile could fully bloom, he heard Zhang Yifan add another sentence.

"What mistakes have I realized?"

Zhang Yang's smile froze on his lips: "Didn't you say you realized you shouldn't make impulsive purchases?"

"Yes, I didn't spend the money from my college entrance exam reward. My mom manages that money."

Zhang Yang paused for a moment, looked at the Land Rover Defender, then at Zhang Yifan, and a link suddenly broke in the chain of logic in his mind: "Then your car..."

Zhang Yifan smiled and said, "This car... this car belongs to Zongwen."