50: Chapter 50: They didn't book a hotel room, they just bought one.

Yunduan No. 1, Building 1, 12th floor, east-facing unit.

The room quieted down, with only the faint sound of the central air conditioning.

Su Ran lay on the bed for nearly an hour before the feeling of her body falling apart began to fade slightly.

She forced herself to sit up, her bare feet pressing against the warm, smooth walnut floor.

Her clothes had been torn to shreds and were unwearable. She had no choice but to walk to the living room naked and pour a glass of warm water from the temperature-controlled dispenser.

The warm water flowed down her throat, soothing her parched voice.

The living room lights were off.

Outside the massive panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, the prosperous and brilliant night view of Shenzhen unfolded.

Because she wasn't wearing any clothes, she didn't dare to close the curtains. Instead, she carried the water glass over and sat down on the large, soft leather sofa.

The leather sofa felt cool against her skin, giving off an indescribable sense of luxury.

Su Ran crossed her legs, squinting her eyes slightly, her lips curling into a smile.

This was the heart of Shenzhen.

An ordinary person could struggle their whole life and might not even be able to afford a bathroom here.

Yet here she was, sitting in this top-tier apartment worth over five million, drinking temperature-controlled purified water, enjoying this quiet and privacy.

Recalling everything that happened this afternoon, Su Ran felt her heart filled with an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.

She set the glass on the coffee table and picked up the phone lying beside it.

The screen lit up, showing dozens of unread messages on the WeChat icon.

Su Ran opened WeChat and scrolled down the list; several people marked as "President So-and-So" or "Brother So-and-So" had sent messages.

These were all clients she had accumulated back at the Porsche Center.

Some asked if she was free for dinner, some sent greasy, insincere pleasantries, and some even tried to test her by sending a 520 red packet transfer.

In the past, for the sake of sales, even though she felt disgusted, she had to reply cautiously, afraid of offending potential buyers.

But now.

Su Ran looked at these messages, a look of undisguised mockery curling her lips.

"With these crumbs, you think you can pick me up?"

She didn't even bother to look at them twice. Her fingers swiped rapidly across the screen: left swipe, delete, block.

The movements were fluid and smooth, without a hint of hesitation.

After clearing out all the messy, trashy messages, Su Ran's gaze fell on the profile picture pinned to the top of her list.

That was her college roommate and flatmate, Qian Mengsheng.

In the morning, Su Ran had messaged Qian Mengsheng at the Porsche Center, saying that Zhang Qi had come to find her to buy a car.

At the time, Qian Mengsheng didn't reply.

Su Ran knew perfectly well that the girl was jealous and was sulking.

After all, both of them had their eyes on Zhang Qi, this top-tier, high-quality man; they were essentially invisible rivals.

But now, it was already past eight in the evening.

Qian Mengsheng clearly couldn't hold back anymore.

In the chat box, Qian Mengsheng had sent three or four messages in a row.

"Ranran, are you off work yet?"

"Why didn't you come back today?"

The last message, sent half an hour later, had a tone that was clearly impatient and direct.

"Su Ran, you and Brother Qi... did you go get a room?"

To make someone like Qian Mengsheng, who was usually a bit proud and coy, ask such a direct question, it was clear that she must be pacing like an ant on a hot pan in their shared apartment.

Su Ran looked at the screen and couldn't help but chuckle.

She knew her best friend too well.

Qian Mengsheng was pretty and had a good personality, but she was a bit of a romantic fool and had that air of feigned reserve.

Su Ran tapped on the screen and replied with a message.

"We didn't get a room."

The message was sent successfully.

Su Ran tossed her phone onto the sofa, leaned back, and closed her eyes to continue resting.

She could imagine that on the other end of the phone, upon seeing these five words, Qian Mengsheng would definitely let out a long sigh of relief and pat her chest in relief.

Sure enough, less than half a minute later, the phone vibrated.

Qian Mengsheng replied instantly: "You scared me to death! So where are you now? Why aren't you back yet?"

Su Ran picked up her phone and typed slowly.

"Mengmeng, do me a favor."

"My clothes are torn and I can't wear them. Could you grab a set of my clothes from home and bring them to me?"

Actually, when Zhang Qi left, he had said he would take her to buy new ones tomorrow.

But Su Ran was a woman with a great sense of propriety.

If Zhang Qi had important business to attend to tomorrow and no time for her, she couldn't just wait in this house naked, could she?

Besides, she really needed someone to share the ecstasy and shock in her heart right now.

Qian Mengsheng was undoubtedly the best candidate.

On the other side of the chat, Qian Mengsheng was clearly stunned when she saw the words "clothes are torn."

After a long while, she finally sent a message.

"How could your clothes be torn? Where exactly are you? Send me your location."

Although Qian Mengsheng was puzzled, she agreed readily.

Su Ran opened location sharing and sent the location of "Yunduan No. 1 Executive Residence" directly.

She added: "Building 1, 12th floor, east-facing unit. Ring the doorbell when you arrive."

After sending the location, Su Ran put down her phone.

She stood up, walked to the master bedroom, rummaged through the pile of rags on the floor, found the torn underwear, and barely managed to pull it on to cover her private parts.

About forty minutes later.

A crisp doorbell rang in the quiet apartment.

Su Ran walked to the foyer and, through the smart peephole, saw that it was indeed Qian Mengsheng standing outside holding a paper bag.

She pressed the door handle and pushed open the heavy solid wood entrance door.

The door had just opened a crack.

Qian Mengsheng eagerly poked her head in to look.

"Ranran, how did you end up in a place like this? This is..."

Before she could finish, Qian Mengsheng's gaze fell upon Su Ran.

Her voice came to an abrupt halt.

Qian Mengsheng widened her eyes, staring at her best friend as if looking at an alien.

Su Ran was wearing only that torn black lace underwear, with large patches of snow-white skin exposed to the air.

That wasn't even the worst part.

What was fatal was that on Su Ran's fair neck, collarbone, and even her chest.

They were densely covered with clear hickeys...

Although Qian Mengsheng was a virgin, she had seen enough to know what these were.

With information so accessible in modern society, how could she not recognize what these marks represented?

This was definitely battle damage left after an extremely crazy battle.

"Ranran, you... why do you look like this?"

Qian Mengsheng's voice was trembling, and the paper bag in her hand almost dropped to the floor.

She jerked her head up, her gaze passing over Su Ran's shoulder, scanning the spacious apartment frantically like a radar.

"Where is Brother Qi? Is he here?"

Qian Mengsheng was anxious; she pushed Su Ran aside and charged directly into the room.

"Hey, close the door first!"

Su Ran was quick-witted; she grabbed the door handle and slammed the entrance door shut.

With a bang.

It completely cut off the hallway outside.

Qian Mengsheng had already rushed into the living room.

She didn't find Zhang Qi's figure.

But she saw the open door of the master bedroom.

Qian Mengsheng hurried to the door of the master bedroom and took a look inside.

She was struck as if by lightning, frozen in place.

On the large, minimalist Italian-style bed, the bedding was in complete disarray, like a battlefield that had just been ravaged by a tornado.

On the wooden floor.

A white shirt torn in half, black stockings with big holes, and that wrinkled hip-hugging skirt.

And tissues scattered all over the floor, crumpled into balls.

Everything, absolutely everything, was silently declaring what kind of thrilling physical battle had taken place here not long ago.

Qian Mengsheng's eyes turned red instantly.

She turned around and looked at Su Ran, who was walking over slowly.

The grievance of being deceived and having her opportunity snatched away surged up like a tide in her heart.

"Su Ran, didn't you say you and Brother Qi didn't get a room?"

Qian Mengsheng pointed at the pile of torn clothes on the master bedroom floor, questioning her with a crying tone.

"How do you explain this?"

"Don't tell me it wasn't with Brother Qi. Except for him, you wouldn't let anyone else touch you."

Qian Mengsheng knew Su Ran too well.

Su Ran was a very proud person; she usually ignored those rich second-generation heirs and big bosses.

Besides that Zhang Qi, who could casually spend hundreds of thousands a day, there was absolutely no one else who could make her willingly let herself be ravaged into such a miserable state.

Seeing Qian Mengsheng looking like she was about to cry from anxiety, Su Ran couldn't help but laugh.

She walked to the sofa and sat down, crossing her legs with a lazy posture.

"I didn't lie to you; we really didn't go to get a room."

Su Ran looked at Qian Mengsheng and dropped a bombshell in a casual tone.

"Brother Qi just bought a house, and we are in this house..."

Speaking of this, a flush appeared on her face, and a hint of reminiscence showed in her eyes.

"In short, I am now Brother Qi's woman."

Bought a house?

Qian Mengsheng was stunned.

She didn't even pay attention to the second half of Su Ran's sentence where she declared her sovereignty.

The grievance on her face was instantly replaced by shock; her mouth opened slightly as she looked at the luxurious decor around her.

"You're saying, Brother Qi bought this house?"

Qian Mengsheng's voice went up an octave.

"That's right."

Su Ran didn't hide anything from her best friend; she knew very well how much damage this kind of "dimensional reduction" wealth would have on Qian Mengsheng.

"5.3 million, full payment."

"From entering the Sales Office to signing the contract and swiping the card, it took less than twenty minutes in total."

Su Ran leaned on the sofa, her tone calm, but the words she spoke were like heavy hammers smashing into Qian Mengsheng's heart.

"Brother Qi said, as long as I obediently follow him."

"After five years, this house will be transferred to my name."

Hearing this.

Qian Mengsheng went completely silent.

Like a deflated ball, she slumped onto another single sofa.

Her brain was buzzing.

A 5.3 million house.

Transfer in five years.

That's equivalent to an annual salary of over a million.

And that's not even counting the extravagant, money-splashing life she could enjoy while following Zhang Qi.

Qian Mengsheng's mood was extremely complicated.

Jealousy, regret, unwillingness; all sorts of emotions intertwined, making tears well up in her eyes.

She remembered last night at the restaurant.

Zhang Qi clearly had a good impression of her too.

He even took her to eat top-tier Japanese food worth over 20,000, and bought her an LV bag worth 20,000.

If she hadn't put on that so-called air of reserve at the time.

If she hadn't insisted on testing him and hadn't called Su Ran over.

If she could have been as decisive as Su Ran, as willing to go all out.

Then, right now, the person living in this top-tier apartment worth over 5.3 million and enjoying all of this.

Could it have been her?

Su Ran looked at Qian Mengsheng's dejected appearance and knew she couldn't say too much.

After all, she wasn't doing this to show off.

She stood up, walked to Qian Mengsheng, and reached out to hug her best friend's shoulder.

"Mengmeng, don't worry."

"I remember your kindness; if it weren't for you introducing Brother Qi to me, I wouldn't have had this opportunity."

Su Ran said sincerely: "If I can successfully rise to the position of his official girlfriend in the future, I will definitely help you out."

Qian Mengsheng turned her head to look at Su Ran.

Her gaze swept over the mess on the floor.

She rolled her eyes at Su Ran in annoyance.

"You're already like this, doesn't that count as having risen to the position?"

In Qian Mengsheng's view, since he even bought a house and they had already slept together, wasn't that a done deal as the official girlfriend?

Su Ran sighed, and the smile on her face faded slightly.

"Sigh..."

"Brother Qi must have been hurt too deeply by that gold-digger Sun Qianwen before; he doesn't want to date at all right now."

Su Ran's expression was helpless, and her mind recalled the scene in front of the Patek Philippe counter this afternoon.

"This afternoon, Brother Qi casually gave me a Vacheron Constantin worth over 200,000."

"I was just like you at the time, thinking of being a little reserved, not wanting him to think I was a loose woman, so I refused."

"Guess what happened?"

Su Ran looked at Qian Mengsheng, saying with lingering fear.

"Brother Qi didn't even say a word of nonsense; he took the watch back directly and turned to kick me out."

"His meaning at the time was very clear: he just wanted to keep me, not date."

"If I had continued to refuse at that time, and kept acting reserved, I guess my outcome would be the same as yours—completely out of the game."

Qian Mengsheng was shocked to hear this.

A watch worth over 200,000; he gives it away as he pleases and takes it back as he pleases.

This style was simply cold to the extreme.

This was completely different from the Zhang Qi before, but even more charming!

"You agreed?"

Qian Mengsheng looked at Su Ran with eyes full of disbelief.

"You could agree to this?"

She knew Su Ran too well.

Although Su Ran was bent on climbing the social ladder, deep down, she was a person with principles and pride.

Back in school, so many rich second-generation heirs chased her, but she wouldn't even give them a smile.

If she really just wanted to make quick money, with her beauty, she would have made a fortune long ago; why wait until now?

"I had no choice; you don't know how scary it was at the time!"

Su Ran recalled Zhang Qi's calm, emotionless gaze at that moment and still felt a bit of lingering fear.

"That kind of oppressive feeling is simply not something ordinary people like us can withstand."

"I didn't dare to be reserved anymore."

Su Ran said firmly.

"Let's just become Brother Qi's woman for now."

"As long as I stay by his side and serve him well, I believe that as time goes by, he will eventually see my sincerity and one day truly accept me!"

After listening to Su Ran's words.

Qian Mengsheng was silent for a moment, her mind racing.

She recalled herself.

It was because of her momentary reserve that she had pushed Zhang Qi straight to Su Ran.

Now Su Ran had snatched the lead and taken such a huge advantage.

However.

Su Ran's words just now were like tearing a hole in the darkness.

Giving rise to a faint glimmer of hope in Qian Mengsheng's originally desperate heart.

She keenly grasped the key point in Su Ran's words.

Zhang Qi didn't want to date.

Zhang Qi just wanted to keep someone.

Zhang Qi actually didn't have much feeling for Su Ran; he just fancied her body and was spending money to buy some fun.

"Sure enough, Brother Qi doesn't like Su Ran that much either."

Qian Mengsheng calculated secretly in her heart, her eyes gradually brightening.

"He's just playing around right now and won't even give her a title."

She looked at Su Ran sitting beside her, and the thought that had originally been extinguished in her heart began to burn wildly again.

She still had a chance!