Chapter 32: Shall We Exchange WeChat?

Chapter 32: Add Me on WeChat?

When they picked up their books, there happened to be suitable school uniforms for them, so the two of them took them together.

Carrying a pile of things, Xi Yan led them to the dormitory to arrange their beds.

In the six-person room, only two upper bunks remained.

Xi Yan looked at their simple luggage and thought for a moment before saying, “I’ll give you half a day off. Go buy some daily necessities and clothes. My class is the first lesson this afternoon, so be on time.”

Meng Jinyang smiled and said, “Thank you, teacher.”

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Mingcheng No.1 High School is a prestigious old school, not far from the city center.

Gu Mang and Meng Jinyang, holding their leave slips, walked toward the bus stop.

Meng Jinyang was organizing a shopping list on her phone’s memo app.

Gu Mang stood lazily and casually, chewing on a lollipop, tilting her head as she played a game, mercilessly slaying opponents in it.

Suddenly, a black SUV stopped right in front of them.

Gu Mang looked up; the tinted rear window faced her directly.

Seeing the person inside, her eyes narrowed slightly.

The man was wearing a shirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing pale, cold arms lazily resting on the car window, his wrist dangling casually.

Against the light, his features were captivatingly disordered.

His upturned eyes were deep and carried a chill.

Lin Shuang’s judgment was good.

He was indeed very handsome.

Lu Chengzhou stared at the girl wearing a baseball cap, her eyes always tinged with a faint, sinister red.

Under the sunlight, her slender, beautiful swan-like neck showed visible veins.

For some inexplicable reason, the wolfish nature in his blood was always stirred by Gu Mang.

Where others withstood the sun poorly, their skin flaws magnified, she became all the more enchanting.

Her skin was as delicate as the finest mutton fat jade, glowing white.

Suppressing the abnormal impulse, he lifted the corner of his mouth and spoke in a low voice, “Miss Gu, where are you headed?”

Gu Mang put away her phone and slipped her hands into her pockets. “To the mall.”

“Get in the car, I’ll take you,” the man’s voice was low and magnetic.

Gu Mang was silent for a few seconds, then glanced at Meng Jinyang.

Meng Jinyang had never seen anyone as stunning as Lu Chengzhou.

But he was a man.

Unable to control himself, he clenched his fingers, a flicker of struggle passing through his eyes. Hesitantly, he nodded.

She had to learn to interact normally with men.

Once inside the car, Gu Mang’s tone was indifferent: “Starry Plaza, thank you.”

The engine started.

Lu Chengzhou glanced at the quickly receding campus sign and the teaching building. “Transferred here?”

Gu Mang sat comfortably, crossing one long, straight leg over the other.

She was playing on her phone, expressionless.

Hearing him, she gave a lazy “hmm” without even looking at him.

The lollipop between her lips carried a hint of defiance.

Lu Chengzhou raised his eyes, looking at the girl in the rearview mirror, secretly admiring her.

No one had dared treat him with such an attitude before.

Not too hot, not too cold.

Lu Chengzhou stared at the slender, pale fingers on the phone screen.

They moved the AWM sniper rifle slowly and steadily, controlling recoil perfectly, one shot blowing off the enemy’s level three helmet—a flawless kill.

It was rare to see a girl play this kind of game so skillfully.

His gaze shifted to her face. “Miss Gu saved my grandmother that day and didn’t even accept the consultation fee when she left.”

Gu Mang’s brows lowered, a subtle gleam flashing quietly in her eyes.

She recalled the billion-yuan consultation fee from Yunling over the phone.

Looking up at him, expressionless but serious, she asked, “How much do you plan to give?”

Meng Jinyang knew Gu Mang was an excellent doctor.

It turned out this gentleman’s family was one of Gu Mang’s patients.

Lu Chengzhou raised an eyebrow, shook the phone in his hand casually, and said, “Add me on WeChat, I’ll transfer the money.”

The car suddenly swerved, then quickly steadied.

Gu Mang and Lu Chengzhou remained steady, unmoved.

Meng Jinyang’s body jolted from the shake.

“Sorry, Young Master Lu, I didn’t press the accelerator steadily,” Lu said nervously, eyes full of incredulity.

Their young master’s way of asking for WeChat was truly impressive.

Thank you for your support.

(End of chapter)