Southeast Lingshuai

Li Yuanyuan said sourly, "Qianqian, you've become even more beautiful."

Jiang Zimu also remarked, "No wonder you work in beauty; your skin is getting better and better."

"There's nothing I can do, she's naturally beautiful and can't help it. Beauty Zhao is just that outstanding." Zhao Yachian tossed her long, wavy hair and smiled broadly.

"Tch~~" The two old classmates simultaneously made a disdainful sound.

However, "Beauty Zhao" is indeed Zhao Yachian's nickname, and it is generally accepted.

During her high school years, Zhao Yachian was a terrible student; her only talent was her legs, and her greatest asset was her beauty.

He was a well-known figure at school.

After sitting down opposite the two, Zhao Yachian placed her bag in the middle of the table.

They blinked their big, expectant eyes at them.

The sharp-eyed Li Yuanyuan quickly noticed the problem. She reached out and touched the Vegetable tanned leather of the bag, looked at the prominent logo, and exclaimed in surprise, "This is... LV?"

Jiang Zimu paused for a moment, then examined the bag closely before asking in confusion, "Carryall? I think I've seen it online before; it's a pretty popular bag."

Zhao Yachian exclaimed excitedly, "Yes! The medium-sized LV Carrier, isn't it beautiful? It also matches my height perfectly."

Li Yuanyuan covered her mouth and chuckled, then feigned surprise and exclaimed, "Wow! Qianqian, you actually have an LV Bag! That's amazing, I'm so envious!"

"Hmph, it's no use being envious. I won't lend it to you." Zhao Yachian grinned widely, revealing a row of clean, even teeth.

Although Li Yuanyuan and she had a good relationship, they inevitably compared themselves to each other at times.

She was far superior in appearance, but in other aspects she was far inferior to him, and he was often ridiculed by her.

Zhao Yachian came here this time just to vent her anger and see how shocked she was.

"Pfft—" Li Yuanyuan burst out laughing, clutching her stomach. "Qianqian, you're so funny! Hahaha! Carrying this kind of knock-off bag is actually quite ridiculous. Not only does it not make you look cool, it's also easy to embarrass yourself. You might as well spend a thousand on Coach!"

Jiang Zimu looked at Zhao Yachian with amusement; this old classmate really hadn't changed at all.

I used to buy counterfeit Adidas and Nike a lot when I was in high school. They cost only a few dozen yuan and would break after a short time.

Zhao Yachian's eye twitched, and she snatched her beloved bag, declaring righteously, "This is a genuine Carryall! I bought it for over 20,000 yuan, it's not some fake!"

"Hahaha! Okay, okay, we got it. Qianqian, you've really made something of yourself now, you can even afford such an expensive bag." Li Yuanyuan nodded, unable to suppress the smile on her face.

Jiang Zimu covered his mouth and chuckled, "The bag is really nice. I'll buy one online later."

Li Yuanyuan picked up her Mobile Phone and searched on Pinduoduo.

He placed it in front of Zhao Yachian and said with a mocking expression, "See this? This top-of-the-line version, with a chip and a crossbody strap, is 298 yuan with free shipping."

"Don't believe me? Fine! It's genuine anyway, why would I lie to you!" Zhao Yachian's face flushed slightly with anxiety. She then took her Mobile Phone out of her bag and placed it on the table. "Look, see? My new Mobile Phone, the 1TB version of the 14 Pro."

Li Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment, then picked it up and examined it carefully. She tried taking a picture, and it was indeed real.

He asked, "Your credit card limit finally got increased?"

Previously, due to her age and work situation, Zhao Yachian's credit card limit was only 5,000 yuan, which was far too much for her to spend.

Jiang Zimu couldn't help but advise, "Qianqian, you still owe so much money. You've finally gotten better, there's no need to waste it like this, is there?"

After failing to impress her classmates twice in a row, Zhao Yachian scratched her head in frustration, feeling that her image in her old classmates' eyes seemed a bit too bad.

She stubbornly explained, "My boyfriend bought me the bag and the Mobile Phone. You guys are just too short-sighted!"

"Boyfriend? Yours!?"

"When did this happen? I've never heard you mention it before?"

Li Yuanyuan and Jiang Zimu stared wide-eyed, both startled by the news.

Zhao Yachian blushed slightly and said, "We just started dating a few days ago, and we've both been too busy with work, so we haven't told you yet."

Although Song Ge didn't formally confess his feelings, they had kissed and touched each other, so they were naturally boyfriend and girlfriend.

Jiang Zimu blurted out, "Could it be that guy you went on that road trip with last time?"

The reason she remembered it so well was because Zhang Wensheng often talked about it with her.

At that time, Zhao Yachian borrowed money from him, refused his invitation to go to the movies, and went out with another boy instead.

This incident was a huge blow to him, and it was also the reason why he made up his mind to buy a car.

"Yes, that's him!" Zhao Yachian nodded, her face beaming with happiness as she recalled their wonderful memories together.

Jiang Zimu and Li Yuanyuan exchanged a glance, both somewhat surprised.

They had all heard Zhang Wensheng say that the boy drove a Wuling Hongguang, so he probably wasn't well-off, and judging from the photos, he was just average-looking.

He couldn't understand how the other person had won Zhao Yachian's heart.

Li Yuanyuan opened her mouth, wanting to say that there are quite a few boys who buy fake bags as gifts for girls these days, but seeing the expression on Zhao Yachian's face, she didn't say it.

After all, their 14 Pro is a genuine product costing over ten thousand yuan.

Jiang Zimu checked the time, stood up and said, "Let's go, let's walk and chat, we still need to eat later."

"Mmm, I haven't bought any new clothes for summer yet. You guys can help me pick some out later." Zhao Yachian picked up her beloved bag and became happy again.

That's just her personality—simple and straightforward.

Although I felt a little upset about being misunderstood by my classmates, the thought of going shopping for clothes immediately cheered me up.

The three of them linked arms and went up the escalator to the second floor.

On the way, Zhao Yachian would occasionally look at the outfits of other girls, hoping to get some inspiration.

Because of the warm weather, most girls were dressed very lightly.

Some of the bolder ones even wore only tube tops and shorts, which made her feel a little shy.

If I went to see Brother Song wearing clothes like this, he would immediately...

After browsing the women's clothing section for nearly an hour, Zhao Yachian finally found a dress she was satisfied with.

It's very similar to the one Lin Mu Xue wore before—a simple, flowing white dress with a tight-fitting fabric and a very fashionable design, also suitable for tall girls.

MsLan is a mid-to-high-end brand, and it can be considered a major brand.

Looking at the price tag, Zhao Yachian stuck out her tongue. This little dress actually cost 800 yuan.

After hesitating for a moment, she asked the sales assistant to get her the right size and started trying it on.

Stepping out of the dressing room, Zhao Yachian stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself for a while, liking it more and more each time.

Simple and elegant, comfortable and well-fitting.

Wearing it makes you look very fashionable, and you also look like a high-level white-collar worker in an office building, very classy.

She turned around and smiled at her two old classmates, "How's this dress? Does it look good?"

Jiang Zimu nodded. "It looks great, and it suits your figure perfectly."

Li Yuanyuan said sourly, "You're dressed so maturely now, it's not your style."

Zhao Yachian can be considered exceptionally gifted. Tall and Long Legs and a curvy figure, making her a typical clothes hanger. As long as the size is right, she looks beautiful in anything.

"After all, we're all working now, so of course we need to be more mature," Zhao Yachian explained, then handed her Mobile Phone to Li Yuanyuan, "Take a picture for me."

After saying that, Zhao Yachian stood still, struck a pose, and gave her an OK sign.

"Click—" The shutter sounded.

"Thank you, Yuan Yuan!" Zhao Yachian quickly took the Mobile Phone and looked at it. It was really beautiful.

Nodding in satisfaction, he thought, "She's no worse than Xiao Xue!"

I did a little tweaking with the beauty camera app, shared it with Tang Song, and commented, "New dress, isn't it pretty?"

Putting her Mobile Phone away, Zhao Yachian twirled a few times in front of the mirror and declared confidently, "This is it! Let's get it!"

Yan City University of Technology.

After finishing his elective class, Zhang Wensheng rushed out of the Teaching Building and ran towards the parking lot.

His roommate Du Guangyin, quickly caught up with him, shouting, "Good brother! Please take me with you!"

Zhang Wensheng said irritably, "I'm going to see my goddess, why are you getting involved?"

"Me too!" Du Guangyin chuckled. "I quite like your junior, Jiang Zimu. I'll take advantage of lunch today to add her on WeChat."

Zhang Wensheng refused outright, saying, "No way, she's my dear junior, I can't let you ruin her."

Du Guangyin gritted his teeth and said, "I'll fill up your car with 100 yuan worth of gas later."

"Make a deal!"

The two rushed to the parking lot, Zhang Wensheng took out his car keys and pressed the unlock button.

"Beep—"

Not far away, the headlights of a white Southeast Lingshuai car lit up.

Zhang Wensheng strode forward, opened the car door, and got in.

Ever since he found out that his goddess was traveling in someone else's Wuling, he started researching how to buy a car with the least amount of money while still showing off the most.

Finally, on the advice of netizens, he bought this modified Ling Shuai, which looks a lot like the Mitsubishi Evo. Having watched Initial D, he really likes this car.

4G18 1.6L engine, manual transmission, cost 12,000 RMB on the road.

Soon, the roar of the engine began, and the lights came on.

The white Ling Shuai slowly drove out of the gate of Yancheng University of Technology.

Sitting in the car, Zhang Wensheng's face was flushed, looking forward to dinner with his goddess and her surprise when she saw his beloved car.