51: Chapter 51 This feels amazing!

Facing the barrage of questions, Zhou Wenying just smiled mysteriously.

She elegantly crossed her legs and took an exquisite document bag out of her bag, deliberately making the papers inside rustle.

"The paperwork was just completed today."

She placed the document bag on the table and watched as the three of them scrambled to crowd around. "Yunhai View Mansion, 310 square meters."

The moment the purchase contract was pulled out, the dormitory became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Wang Li's finger trembled as she pointed at the numbers on the contract: "F-forty-plus million?!"

"Mm." Zhou Wenying nodded nonchalantly, casually flipping to the signature page and pointing at her own signature. "He said it's for my convenience."

This sentence was like a bomb, completely stunning the three roommates.

Zhang Xiaowen stood there with her mouth agape, unable to make a sound for a long time; Wang Li's expression shifted several times, finally settling into a complex look mixed with envy and jealousy; even their usually quietest roommate, Li Ting, couldn't help but gasp.

Zhou Wenying enjoyed their reactions, a sense of unprecedented satisfaction welling up in her heart.

This feeling of being looked up to, envied, and fawned over was more addictive than any luxury item, and all of this was given to her by Jiang Jing.

"Yingying~" Zhang Xiaowen was the first to snap out of it. She plopped down next to her, affectionately clinging to her arm, her voice sweet enough to drip honey. "Aren't we best friends? It's my birthday next week, could you bring your boyfriend along? I promise I won't disturb your time together!"

Zhou Wenying sneered inwardly—now they know we're best friends? Last semester, they even created a small group chat without her, where they complained that she was "pretending to be aloof."

"He's been very busy lately." She politely declined. "We'll see when there's a chance."

"Oh, right," she suddenly remembered something and took a small bag out of her purse. "I brought you all some little gifts."

Inside the bag were perfume samples and a few designer lipstick testers she had picked up at the counters—these things meant nothing to her anymore, but they were enough to make her roommates ecstatic.

"Ahhh! Yingying, you're the best!"

"Is this a sample of XXX face cream? Oh my god!"

"This lipstick color is so pretty!"

Watching the three of them act like they had found a treasure, Zhou Wenying felt incredibly satisfied. She used to be no different from them, but now everything was different.

Zhang Xiaowen leaned in closer. "Yingying, does your boyfriend have any single friends? Could you introduce us?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Wang Li quickly chimed in. "Our standards aren't high, as long as they're half as good as your boyfriend!"

Zhou Wenying sneered inwardly, but on the surface, she pretended to think about it. "I'm not really sure. I'll keep an eye out if there's a chance..." Her polite refusal made the expressions of the three fall again.

Zhou Wenying didn't care about their expressions and started efficiently packing her things.

After all, who would want to squeeze into a dormitory when they could live in a luxury mansion? Seeing this, her roommates scurried over to help her pack, even though there wasn't much to pack...

Zhou Wenying planned to throw away most of her things, only keeping a few items that had some significance; after all, the new home had everything.

...

Night fell, and Jiang Jing's lamborghini slowly drove into the underground parking lot of Li Xue's building.

His phone screen lit up, and a message from Li Xue popped up: [The ingredients are all ready, just come straight up~ I've left the door unlocked for you.] At the end was a cute kitten sticker.

Jiang Jing's lips curled slightly. He had been busy with other things for the past two days; it had indeed been a while since he saw this school beauty.

The last housewarming seemed to have been organized by her and her best friend, which made Jiang Jing seem a bit neglectful in comparison.

After all, strictly speaking, Li Xue was Jiang Jing's first woman.

With a "ding," the elevator stopped at the 20th floor.

As the door opened, a rich aroma rushed out to meet him.

It wasn't perfume, but the distinct scent of carefully prepared food.

Candlelight flickered in the living room, and a bouquet of fresh white roses sat in the center of the long table, water droplets still clinging to the petals.

From the open kitchen came the "sizzling" sound of oil popping. Li Xue, wearing a lake-blue apron, was using tongs to flip a steak.

Hearing the noise, she turned her head. Strands of hair on her forehead were stuck to her temples by sweat, and there was a speck of flour on the tip of her nose.

"You're here!" Her eyes instantly lit up. "Just wait another five minutes!"

Jiang Jing leaned against the doorframe, looking her over. Li Xue was wearing a beige cashmere dress today, the soft fabric clinging to the curves of her body.

The apron strings were tied in a bow behind her waist, accentuating her slender waistline. She wasn't wearing stockings, and the lines of her bare calves glowed with a pearlescent sheen under the kitchen lights.

Just as he was about to speak, the sound of slippers shuffling on the floor suddenly came from the living room.

"Yo, the man Xiaoxue has been rambling about has finally appeared."

The voice carried a lazy, husky tone. Jiang Jing turned his head and saw a woman with short hair walking out from the guest room nearby.

A black leather skirt tightly wrapped around her slender figure, her full hips and long legs forming perfect curves, and a pair of small earrings hung from her glistening earlobes.

Her skin was a healthy wheat color, making her look extremely fit. She had a high nose bridge, full lips, and a slightly curled red mouth, her eyes filled with a sense of curiosity.

Jiang Jing's gaze lingered on her for two seconds.

—Wild, flamboyant, like a panther ready to pounce.

[Valid consumption target detected. View information?]

Jiang Jing silently thought, "View information..."

Name: Li Ruonan

Age: 24

Height: 175cm

Weight: 55kg

Overall Attractiveness: 91

Recharge count: 0

Favorability: 15

Very impressive data. Jiang Jing, that old lecher, was deeply moved. 15 favorability points upon the first meeting—Li Xue must have spoken highly of Jiang Jing in front of her quite often.

"My best friend, Li Ruonan." Li Xue trotted over and took Jiang Jing's arm. "She helped me make today's big meal."

Li Ruonan had already walked up close and extended her hand. "Hello."

Jiang Jing took her hand, feeling that it wasn't as soft and weak as an ordinary girl's. "Hello, Ms. Li."

"Just call me Ruonan." She pulled her hand back, her red lips curling up. "Xiaoxue has been talking about you all day."

Li Ruonan's first impression of Jiang Jing was: excellent. His appearance was impeccable—handsome, outstanding temperament, rich, and generous. No wonder Xiaoxue was so obsessed with him.

Li Xue's ears turned red, and she pulled Jiang Jing toward the dining table. "You sit down first, it'll be ready in a moment." After saying that, she turned back to the kitchen to finish the final touches.

Jiang Jing sat in the main seat and started chatting with Li Ruonan, who told him about the hardships Li Xue went through to learn cooking for him.

Jiang Jing's expression was filled with emotion; the school beauty from his student days was a young lady who never lifted a finger, yet unexpectedly, after being with Jiang Jing, she started cooking for herself.

"The video on Douyin," Li Ruonan suddenly lowered her voice, "she watched it over twenty times."

Jiang Jing's hand paused.

"Did she cry?"

"Not really." Li Ruonan took a sip of wine. "She just hugged a pillow and stared blankly for a long time." She suddenly leaned in closer, her perfume scent becoming suddenly intense. "Seriously, how do you plan to deal with that little internet celebrity?"

Jiang Jing looked up at her. "You're very concerned?"

"Of course." Li Ruonan looked him straight in the eyes. "Xiaoxue is my best friend." Her fingertips traced circles on the rim of her glass. "But… I'm more curious about what kind of girls a tall, rich, and handsome guy like you actually likes?"

Her toe brushed against Jiang Jing's pant leg, seemingly unintentionally.