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Lin Chuhan had been busy all day and was already exhausted, her delicate face showing a touch of weariness.

Her forehead was covered in sweat, leaving her hair slightly disheveled.

But none of that could conceal her beauty.

Lin Chuhan worked part-time at a milk tea shop. That was right, the very Two Dot Dot milk tea shop!

Her presence undoubtedly added a bright splash of color to the shop.

The owner often marveled at how wise his decision had been. Whenever Lin Chuhan was there, business was always better than usual.

Unfortunately, Lin Chuhan only worked on weekends.

What a pity!

The owner was married and had a formidable wife at home, so he had no improper thoughts about Lin Chuhan.

However, the shop's two male employees practically drooled over Lin Chuhan. Every day, they either brought her breakfast or treated her to lunch, fawning over her endlessly.

The owner saw it all and wanted to say something, but he could not interfere in his employees' private affairs. All he could do was make a rule forbidding romance during work hours.

Naturally, it had some effect.

But once they got off work, the owner could no longer control them.

At the moment, everyone in the shop was packing up and preparing to leave work.

A tall, well-built young man with fairly handsome features walked over and smiled at Lin Chuhan.

"Chu Han, it's so late. Let me take you home later."

Another young man with a somewhat artsy look and a Tinfoil Perm hairstyle saw that he had been a step too slow and hurriedly said, "Chu Han, my place is right on the way to yours. I should take you home instead."

A girl teased, "Give it a rest. Your so-called 'on the way' is at least ten kilometers away from Chu Han's route."

"At least it's closer than Qian Weibao's. His home and Chu Han's are east and west of each other, more than twenty kilometers apart at minimum," Tinfoil Perm said.

The tall young man, Qian Weibao, frowned slightly before smiling. "I usually work out at night. Taking Chu Han home and then heading back would be just enough to meet today's exercise quota."

"Tch, that's quite the high-sounding excuse," Tinfoil Perm sneered.

"Enough, stop arguing. I don't need either of you to take me home. I can get back by myself," Lin Chuhan said coldly, rejecting them as she always did.

Both of them were helpless. They had been rejected every time, and in truth, they did not even know where Lin Chuhan lived.

Lin Chuhan had only told them roughly which district she lived in...

After all, girls had to protect themselves when they were out. They could not casually tell other boys their home address.

The two young men wanted to say more, but a voice rang out.

"Miss, get me a cup of milk tea!"

The frivolous, spoiled-rich-kid voice sounded very familiar to Lin Chuhan.

"Sorry, we're closing."

Just as Qian Weibao finished speaking, Lin Chuhan turned around, saw who it was, and said in surprise.

"Why are you here?"

"Listen to that. Why can't it be me?" Wang Teng said with a grin.

Hearing how familiar the two sounded with each other, Qian Weibao and Tinfoil Perm immediately felt a powerful sense of crisis.

And this guy was kind of handsome!

Well... only kind of!

Qian Weibao asked, "Chu Han, who is this?"

"Chu Han?"

"Heh." Wang Teng narrowed his eyes slightly and gave him a meaningful look.

"He's my deskmate," Lin Chuhan said.

"Deskmate!"

Qian Weibao and Tinfoil Perm's gazes sharpened, and then they exchanged a glance.

They had confirmed it with a look: this was a formidable rival they needed to join forces against.

"Since you're Little Lin's deskmate, we'll make one last cup of milk tea," the owner said, nodding at Wang Teng.

Qian Weibao asked, "Then, classmate, what would you like to drink?"

"Do you have Xiang Piao Piao?" Wang Teng asked.

Qian Weibao: "..."

What the hell was with Xiang Piao Piao?!

This was a milk tea shop, not a supermarket!

If you wanted Xiang Piao Piao, go buy a cup at the supermarket and make it yourself, you idiot!

Qian Weibao roared inwardly.

The milk tea shop owner and the other employees were also speechless, black lines practically covering their faces.

But Lin Chuhan had already gotten to work. The simplest milk tea with black pearls, large size. She finished making it in a few swift motions and slammed it down in front of Wang Teng.

"Twelve yuan!"

"So expensive!" Wang Teng did not care what kind of milk tea it was. He complained once, then took out his phone and scanned the code to pay.

Lin Chuhan ignored Wang Teng. After packing up, she informed the owner and walked out of the milk tea shop.

She wheeled a pink Little Lamb out from the parking area beside the shop.

Then she put on an extra-round Hello Kitty helmet and was about to get on the Little Lamb.

"Chu Han, wait for me."

Qian Weibao and Tinfoil Perm hurriedly finished packing, each pushing an electric bike as they chased after her.

Wang Teng's appearance had suddenly given the two of them a sense of urgency. Whether Lin Chuhan refused or not tonight, they intended to shamelessly insist on taking her home.

Seeing the two cling to her like dog-skin plaster, Lin Chuhan immediately frowned in displeasure.

"Class monitor, I'll take you home," Wang Teng said as he walked over with his milk tea.

"No!" Lin Chuhan said coldly.

"We're old classmates. Why be so polite with me?"

Wang Teng snatched Lin Chuhan's Little Lamb and lifted it one-handed.

"Damn, that strength!"

Qian Weibao and the other man's expressions instantly changed.

When Wang Teng walked over to the sports car parked by the roadside, their eyes widened even further.

With a beep, the trunk opened, and Wang Teng stuffed the Little Lamb straight inside.

Now, the trunk lid could not close at all.

The pink Little Lamb stuck halfway out, dazzlingly conspicuous.

O_o ...

"Showy!"

"Damn showy!"

"Putting a Little Lamb in a sports car—truly unheard of!"

The milk tea shop owner, Qian Weibao, and the others were all left dumbstruck by this maneuver.

"Is this the gap between us?"

Qian Weibao and the other man suddenly began to question their lives.

Wang Teng opened the car door and urged Lin Chuhan, who was still standing there.

"Come on! What are you standing around for?"

Lin Chuhan bit her lip and stomped her foot. In the end, she still got into the car.

Smack!

It was as if they could hear glass shattering.

Their hearts hurt so much!

The two men clutched their chests.

Wang Teng shut the car door for Lin Chuhan. Just as he was about to get in himself, he seemed to recall something and walked over to Qian Weibao and Tinfoil Perm.

"You two, are you very familiar with my class monitor?" he asked with a smile.

Just as the two were about to nod, Wang Teng placed his hands on their shoulders and applied a little force...

The next moment, their heads shook like rattle drums!

"Since you aren't familiar, remember to include her surname when you call her by name in the future."

I, Wang Teng!

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Wang Teng chuckled and released them. Qian Weibao and Tinfoil Perm's faces had already turned bright red.

It hurt!

It felt as though their bones were about to be crushed!

Such terrifying strength—was this guy some kind of martial artist?

And he drove a sports car, which meant he had money!

They could not afford to provoke him! They really could not!

Trembling with fear~

The two hurriedly nodded. Lin Chuhan? Who was that? Was she pretty? What did she have to do with them?

None of it mattered anymore.

The most important thing was to get this demon to leave as soon as possible.

Wang Teng drove off, roaring into the night. Qian Weibao and Tinfoil Perm stared blankly at the sports car's taillights.

And at the Little Lamb sticking out of the back...

They had never felt so thoroughly mocked!

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