98. My Cat Can Do Backflips

"Handsome, do we know each other?" Dai Lu asked in surprise, looking at the boy who had suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Can I do you a favor?" Zhang Yang was straightforward and didn't want any awkward small talk. "Those are all your classmates over there, and they're all betting that no one will dare to come up and say hello, so I came over."

"So..." Dai Lu asked with a smile, "I should help you, just because you're handsome?"

"You can't say that. We're helping each other out. You see, instead of being bothered and constantly being approached here, why not find someone you like?" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"If anyone else comes, I can help you block them."

"That makes sense, but something seems off." Dai Lu covered her mouth and chuckled. "But you're handsome and you're right, so okay, I'll help you with this."

Zhang Yang blinked.

Well, in the end, it's because he's handsome.

Try using the same excuse with someone else.

Dai Lu stood up, her tall, slender figure with long legs instantly attracting several glances under the bar's lights.

Zhang Yang didn't stand on ceremony at all, and casually put his arm around her shoulder.

"And they even use their hands?" Dai Lu asked in a low voice.

"Get into the zone, don't be out of it," Zhang Yang said dismissively.

The two walked together back to their booth.

Inside the booth, there was complete silence.

Everyone was stunned.

They watched Zhang Yang walk over, and before he'd even said a few words, he was already arm-in-arm with the beautiful Dai, and he just came over like that?

"We're all classmates, didn't you even say hello?" Zhang Yang asked, looking at everyone present.

The boys blushed and dared not look Dai Lu in the eye.

"Senior Dai, I'm Wu Mengzhou, a sophomore in the Chinese Literature Department."

"Hello, Senior Dai, I'm Sun Hui from the Chinese Literature Department."

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The boys and girls who had been talking fluently just moments before were now struggling to speak.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Is it really necessary? With such a strong presence, you can't even speak clearly?

He lives in a mansion worth hundreds of millions and drives a car worth tens of millions, so naturally, besides being pretty, he didn't sense any indescribable charm from this girl.

But it's different for those of us here.

Being in the school environment, they were subtly influenced by Dai Lu's fame.

"Senior Dai, would you... would you like something to drink?" a girl asked enthusiastically.

"No need, I'll just sit for a bit." Dai Lu waved her hand, then gently slapped away the hand that had somehow landed on her waist.

Not far away, Tao Xiaoxiao felt a pang of jealousy.

Surprisingly, they actually approached me.

She recalled that Zhang Yang, as seen on the Little Blue Book, was once a simple, honest guy who needed to ask them for advice on blind dates. Now, he could actually... actually strike up a conversation without batting an eye?

Doesn't he have a girlfriend?

Inside the booth, Dai Lu's presence made the atmosphere less casual and natural than before, and it became somewhat restrained.

"Maybe I should sit back down," Dai Lu said, looking at Zhang Yang.

"Okay, I'll go with you." Zhang Yang nodded.

Compared to staying in this booth, it's obvious that chatting with Dai Lu alone would be much more interesting.

As soon as the two sat back down, the atmosphere in the booth immediately relaxed, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiaoxiao, come on, shall we have another drink?" Lin Sen was getting a little anxious.

The plot is going wrong! They were hoping to outshine the other side with this car and those specs, but now it seems like nobody's even paying attention to those things.

Why do I feel like I'm acting a bit clumsy?

"I'm not drinking anymore. I need to go home early later," Tao Xiaoxiao said sullenly.

"Then... then shall I take you back?" Lin Sen asked tentatively.

"No... I can go back by myself," Tao Xiaoxiao said decisively.

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In a booth not far away, the two sat facing each other.

"I helped you just now, now it's your turn to help me," Dai Lu said, taking a sip of her drink and suddenly looking up.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Yang asked back.

Dai Lu didn't speak, but suddenly a figure walked over to the table.

"Hey beautiful, I just made a bet with my friend that I can definitely get your contact information. How about you do me a favor, and I'll treat you to dinner later?" A well-dressed man said with a smile.

That sounds like a familiar excuse.

Zhang Yang looked up and saw that the man was gentle and refined, and looked quite scholarly.

"I'm sorry, it's not convenient." Dai Lu smiled slightly and shook her head.

"Dude, I'm still right here. Isn't that going too far?" Zhang Yang looked up and said with amusement.

"Sir, you've only just met this beautiful lady, we're in the same boat," the man beside him said with a faint smile, seemingly having observed the scene for quite some time.

"Perhaps I wasn't humble enough, but I think, with my abilities..."

Zhang Yang casually slapped the car keys on the table.

Want to show off? Just be direct and straightforward, stop rambling...

The man's eyes widened, then he exclaimed incredulously, "Rolls-Royce- Royce keys, Bentley keys! Dude, you're really going all out to pick up girls!"

Beside her, Dai Lu covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"Beautiful lady, you don't believe this, do you?" The man looked at Dai Lu, his tone full of surprise.

"Yes, I believe you." Dai Lu smiled as she looked at Zhang Yang.

"Okay, okay, I give up, buddy, I'm no match for you, you're awesome!" The man shook his head and sighed, thinking that if someone could go to such lengths to pick up a girl, he might as well give up.

After everyone left, Zhang Yang put the car keys away.

He looked up and saw Dai Lu staring intently at him.

"You've got quite a complete set of props, huh? I'm starting to suspect you came prepared."

"A prop? No, this car key looks like a prop?" Zhang Yang chuckled as he handed the car key to Dai Lu.

"Hmm... it feels quite high-quality. Where did you get the car keys?" Dai Lu looked at them and then handed them back.

"Forget it." Zhang Yang wasn't the type to show off anyway, so if they didn't believe him, they didn't have to.

As night deepened, the resident performers on stage changed several times.

Zhang Yang and Dai Lu had unknowingly drunk several glasses of wine.

"I have to go back." Dai Lu's cheeks flushed slightly. She checked the time and realized she couldn't drink anymore.

"Then I'll see you off," Zhang Yang asked.

"No need, do you think I'd go with you? Don't be so naive. I'm not some easy girl," Dai Lu said with a smile. "But to be honest, I have a pretty good feeling about you. Here, have my WeChat, so you don't have to ask again."

Zhang Yang smiled, but didn't add it.

Seeing Dai Lu gently touch her forehead and stand up, Zhang Yang naturally stood up as well, supporting her waist as he did so.

When the two left their seats, Lin Sen and his group naturally noticed them immediately.

"Tao Xiaoxiao, I'm leaving now. You should head back early later." Zhang Yang casually greeted Tao Xiaoxiao.

Tao Xiaoxiao stared blankly at the departing figures of the two people, her heart pounding with anxiety, but she couldn't utter a single word.

"No way, Zhang Yang can really take Senior Dai Lu away?"

"That's unlikely. Senior Dai Lu has the temperament and discernment to be so casual."

Those present who knew the situation whispered among themselves, all agreeing that it was unlikely.

"Me too, I'm going back too." Tao Xiaoxiao stood up angrily. Who was she angry at? She was angry at herself for not being firm in her resolve, angry at herself for not making her stance clear sooner.

As soon as she stood up, Lin Sen, who was standing next to her, also stood up.

"Xiaoxiao, won't you sit for a while longer?"

"I'm not sitting anymore, I'm tired." Tao Xiaoxiao's tone was slightly cold as she walked out of the booth.

Lin Sen hurriedly chased after him.

The people in the booth looked at each other, also feeling that sitting there was pointless.

"It's not that my buddy isn't supportive, it's just that Tao Xiaoxiao's heart has never been with him." Wu Mengzhou shook his head, suddenly realizing.

A girl's heart isn't here; you can't win her back with a nice car or a nice watch.

Or to put it another way, his Mercedes E-Class -Class and Rolex aren't enough to create an impact, unless... he possesses extreme wealth.

He found it funny when he thought about it.

With that kind of wealth, what need is there for pure love?

Outside the bar, Zhang Yang and Dai Lu walked side by side along the roadside.

He put his arm around Dai Lu's small waist, feeling the softness of her waist, only to have it slapped away by Dai Lu's hand again and again.

"That's going too far. You seem to be pushing your luck." Dai Lu looked at Zhang Yang with a half-smile.

"Really?" Zhang Yang smiled, casually beckoned a designated driver, and tossed him the car keys.

The designated driver stared blankly at the Rolls-Royce and Bentley car keys in his hands.

"Ahead," Zhang Yang pointed to the Cullinan not far ahead.

A moment later, the designated driver opened the Cullinan's door, put on foot covers, and placed a seat cushion on the seat.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to school." Zhang Yang turned around and looked at Dai Lu, who was standing in the night, looking dazed.

"So you weren't joking!" Dai Lu suddenly laughed.

Zhang Yang stepped forward and casually put his arm around her waist.

This time, Dai Lu let Zhang Yang's hand rest on her waist and made no further moves.

A group of people had just come out of the bar behind.

"That's... Senior Dai Lu?"

"And that Zhang Yang?"

Tao Xiaoxiao suddenly stopped and stared without moving.

Behind her, Lin Sen, Wu Mengzhou, and the others who had followed her all stopped in their tracks, staring blankly at the Cullinan in front of them, and Zhang Yang Cullinan against it.

There was also Dai Lu, her head gently resting against Zhang Yang's chest, her eyes filled with shyness.

They swore they had never seen Dai Lu like this before.

The seemingly unapproachable senior Dai Lu, it turns out, only reveals her gentleness at this moment, beside the Cullinan, for that person.

Lin Sen stood there dumbfounded, touching the car keys in his pocket and the watch on his wrist, feeling his face burning hot, as if he were an idiot.

Most importantly, these things don't even belong to him.

How clumsy! How embarrassing!

He wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

The Cullinan sped away, merging into the traffic, leaving a group of people standing there dumbfounded, unable to recover for a long time.

"Xiaoxiao!" Lin Sen stammered, looking at Tao Xiaoxiao. "Look, it's getting late, let me take you home."

"No need, you can go back yourself." Tao Xiaoxiao took a few steps forward, then suddenly turned back. "Lin Sen, I never said I was a materialistic girl, but what's the meaning of this borrowed car and watch? Are you trying to lie to me? Do you think I'm materialistic? Let's delete each other's contacts!"

After saying all that, she hailed a car on the street without a second thought and drove off without looking back.

"Wh... what?" Lin Sen stood there dumbfounded, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He couldn't understand how Tao Xiaoxiao had discovered that the car and watch weren't his.

"Brother, let it go." Wu Mengzhou stepped forward, looking embarrassed. Yes, he felt embarrassed for Lin Sen.

Although we don't know exactly at which point Lin Sen slipped up, that's not important.

The important point is that one is a handsome guy driving Cullinan nearly ten million, and the other is a college student borrowing his car and watch. He didn't mention money or anything, he just said, "You're not sincere, you're just trying to seduce me," and rejected me clearly.

"But how can you tolerate someone walking with another girl right in front of her?" Lin Sen muttered to himself.

"That's nothing," Wu Mengzhou chuckled. "She'll only be resentful that she wasn't the one who got on the bus."

Lin Sen stood there, looking utterly dejected, as if all his energy had been drained away.

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Inside the Cullinan, the designated driver drove without looking to the side, completely ignoring the sounds coming from inside the car.

"Are you going back to school?" Zhang Yang stared at Dai Lu, his hand moving a little more freely.

"Contradictory, conflicted." Dai Lu sighed softly, biting her lip.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Yang asked, gently patting Dai Lu's smooth thigh.

"Going back with you would seem too casual, but not going back with you would feel a little... a little regrettable," Dai Lu said, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"Tsk." Zhang Yang understood.

Dai Lu is used to being a goddess, and she's a little reluctant to let go of her pride and be so proactive.

For the sake of those long legs, Zhang Yang decided to give in to her this once.

"My cat can do backflips, do you want to go check it out?"

"Huh?" Dai Lu was taken aback.

"Should we go take a look?" Zhang Yang asked again.

"Yes." Dai Lu's cheeks flushed red, and she nodded as if possessed.

Cullinan turned around halfway and headed straight for COFCO Seaview No. 1.

To be honest, with Cullinan costing tens of millions, a river-view penthouse costing over 100 million, and Zhang Yang himself being this handsome, it's all part of the equation.

Under a barrage of super bombs.

Using that talent on a school beauty is really a waste.

But life isn't about so many rules. I'm not some otherworldly god who doesn't experience the joys and sorrows of life. That's what makes it interesting.

Zhang Yang generously led Dai Lu to his spacious, multi-square-meter river-view apartment.

A mansion worth over 100 million yuan, with endlessly luxurious decorations—everything was redefining Dai Lu's worldview.

"This balcony!" Dai Lu exclaimed in surprise, running towards the balcony.

On the balcony, the Huangpu River stretched endlessly, and the century-old the Bund was brightly lit. Dai Lu's beautiful face was reflected in the lights that made the night as bright as day, leaving her mesmerized.

Zhang Yang walked onto the balcony and naturally put his arm around Dai Lu's slender waist.

Then, without any effort, he pulled her into his arms.

"Where's your cat that can do backflips?" Dai Lu rested her chin on Zhang Yang's chest, looking up at his handsome face that made her heart flutter.

"It's in the room, shall we go take a look?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile, his hand gently exploring the area.

Dai Lu's cheeks flushed, and she softly hummed in agreement.