How rich is the senior's boyfriend?!

A while ago, in the school cafeteria.

"Senior sister, over here!"

Liu Yuanyuan, who had already saved seats, waved at Zhou Jialu.

Her graceful figure, as she walked over, attracted countless gazes.

Liu Yuanyuan couldn't help but feel a little envious. Sigh, if only she were as pretty as Zhou Jialu. Then, she'd definitely have a lot of high-quality guys flocking around her at school.

She could then leisurely pick and choose, and secure a dream husband before graduation.

Unlike now. After a year of interacting with so many guys in her freshman year, they were all either unattractive, too poor, or their looks were simply hard to stomach.

Okay, fine, Xue Tao wasn't exactly easy to stomach either.

But she could tolerate him for now, pinching her nose.

Mainly, there just weren't any better options at the moment.

Liu Yuanyuan believed that a girl's youth was fleeting and should be enjoyed to the fullest. While enjoying herself, she should keep looking for a better option – that was the optimal strategy.

Xue Tao was the temporary stepping stone she had chosen.

However, Senior Sister Zhou didn't seem to want even a stepping stone.

She said she had never met anyone she truly liked from beginning to end.

Sigh, as expected, beautiful women are all proud.

Just as Liu Yuanyuan was sighing, Zhou Jialu gradually approached.

Only then did Liu Yuanyuan notice the bag she was carrying.

It was colorful, vibrant but not gaudy, possessing a unique artistic flair instead.

It perfectly matched Zhou Jialu's lively and enthusiastic demeanor.

"Wow, Senior Sister, is that your new bag? It's so pretty!"

"Mhm." Hearing this, Zhou Jialu blushed shyly. "My boyfriend gave it to me."

"???"

Liu Yuanyuan's eyes widened, and she was utterly shocked.

Wait, girl.

She was just complaining about Zhou Jialu not dating, and now she's immediately being told that Senior Sister is in a relationship?

As her elders used to say, Jiangcheng has a strange energy about it.

"No way, really? Senior Sister, when did you get a boyfriend? It feels so sudden."

"Aiya, I think it's quite sudden too... Let's sit down first. We can talk while we eat. I'll go get some food first."

"Okay, okay, I'll wait for Senior Sister to report the situation!"

Liu Yuanyuan nodded obediently, sat down, her face full of gossip.

What kind of outstanding man could possibly catch Senior Sister Zhou's eye, and progress to a romantic relationship so quickly?

Soon, Senior Sister Zhou returned with a plate of vegetables.

She hadn't even bought rice.

She had eaten too much seafood with Su Bai at lunch, so she was just eating something light for dinner, otherwise, she'd gain weight.

Although she had always been proud of her curvy figure, she couldn't become bloated. She needed to be slim where it mattered.

"Senior Sister, let me ask first, your boyfriend must be very rich, right?"

The question Liu Yuanyuan asked right away was very much in line with her personality.

When she and Zhou Jialu had talked late at night in the dorm before, she had mentioned multiple times that she would definitely find a rich boyfriend in the future.

In her opinion, financial strength was a man's core value. As long as he had enough money, she could tolerate anything regarding his looks, personality, or education.

"Mhm..." Zhou Jialu nodded shyly. Admitting this seemed a bit materialistic, but since she was carrying this Takashi Murakami collaboration handbag, she actually wanted to show it off a little.

"I knew it. Your bag is LV, and it looks like it's not cheap. I remember seeing it somewhere... Wait, let me find it..."

Liu Yuanyuan fiddled with her phone.

Suddenly, she trembled all over and let out a scream, covering her mouth.

"Oh my god, Senior Sister, this one you have, isn't it that... that super expensive collaboration that's already discontinued? The price on the secondary market is over 150,000 yuan... Oh my, this is the first time I've ever seen such an expensive bag in real life!"

"Yuanyuan, you're too excited. Don't scare the passing students."

Zhou Jialu put on a "just a normal occurrence, nothing special" expression, feeling a secret thrill of showing off. She said nonchalantly, "He does have considerable financial strength. Today we officially became a couple, and he said he wanted to buy it for me. I actually didn't want it, but he said that if I carried this bag, I could naturally scare away other suitors... hehe."

"Hiss, that makes sense!"

As someone who dreamed of marrying a rich man, Liu Yuanyuan quickly understood Zhou Jialu's meaning.

A bag at this price point had a utility value that didn't match its price at all; it was purely a rich person's toy.

But Zhou Jialu's spending habits had always been those of an ordinary girl. Suddenly carrying a 160,000 yuan bag, others would definitely assume she had a boyfriend with serious financial backing.

"Oh, but senior school sister, if you're so open about it, won't those with ulterior motives gossip about you? Like, say you found yourself an old sugar daddy..."

Liu Yuanyuan's concern was actually in line with common public opinion.

In today's society, it's increasingly difficult for young people to get ahead.

There are second-generation rich, but they're limited in number.

And they don't usually spend money so lavishly.

In everyone's impression, those who sponsor female university students are more often middle-aged or even elderly businessmen with receding hairlines and pot bellies.

Zhou Jialu smiled with ease and amusement, "I'm not afraid. Heh heh, let them be jealous. I'll just enjoy my own life."

Liu Yuanyuan suddenly understood and became even more excited, "Senior school sister, based on what you're saying, your boyfriend must be great in other aspects too?"

"Mm. He... um, he's quite handsome."

Zhou Jialu was being conservative with her words.

She was afraid of giving Liu Yuanyuan such a shock that she'd have a heart attack right there in the cafeteria.

Just kidding, Yuanyuan was her only best friend at school. If she had a heart attack, Zhou Jialu would be heartbroken.

After Liu Yuanyuan's emotions calmed down a bit, Zhou Jialu continued, "And he's younger than me."

"!!!"

This time, Liu Yuanyuan was truly flustered.

After finding out the price of the bag, she had already jumped to the conclusion that her senior school sister's boyfriend must be at least in his late twenties, nearing thirty, and established in his career.

Most likely in his thirties or forties.

To spend 160,000 yuan on a whim meant his monthly spending must be in the hundreds of thousands.

Liu Yuanyuan guessed he was probably the boss of a pretty successful company.

Someone with family connections too.

However, the answer her senior school sister gave her was completely unexpected!

He was actually younger than her senior school sister?!

Doesn't that mean he's still a university student?

No, that's a bit too unbelievable...

Liu Yuanyuan had a good idea of how much pocket money second-generation rich students at their school received monthly, and what kind of family assets that amount corresponded to.

She had discussed it with some senior school sisters in finance and researched related information on Xiaohongshu.

For high-net-worth families, over ten thousand yuan for basic living expenses was common.

But any more than that wouldn't be given out casually. Parents would usually inquire about the use of the money, or simply let their children use credit cards under their parents' names, making every transaction clear.

Perhaps the amount of disposable income could expand to fifty thousand, or even a hundred thousand yuan.

Correspondingly, the family's income would definitely need to be higher.

But to expect a second-generation rich student to spend 160,000 yuan on a bag for his girlfriend?

Get real, his own mother might not even be willing to use such an expensive bag!

Being able to afford it was one thing, but having the heart to spend so extravagantly was another.

And this was just a single gift.

Considering everything, her senior school sister's boyfriend's monthly allowance must be at least a million yuan.

Once her thoughts were clear, Liu Yuanyuan had an epiphany.

No wonder Zhou Jialu had been beaming with a sweet smile since they met.

Her life was truly about to get sweet!