117: Three different flavored milk teas

Wu Fan casually glanced through them; the private messages were incredibly bizarre.

Some requested to be sugar babies, some asked for jobs, some sought one-night stands, and some openly advertised selling themselves.

A friend request message from Jia Ying caught his attention: "Brother Yan, hello, I am Han Jiaying."

"Thank you especially for the huge wave of gifts today. It is a great honor to meet you. May I add you as a wechat friend? I have prepared a small gift to express my gratitude, and I hope you will accept."

She attached her wechat ID and phone number at the end.

Wu Fan raised an eyebrow and copied the wechat ID. Seeing as she was attractive and beautiful, he decided to add her.

The friend request was sent and accepted instantly: {Is Wu Fan your real name? *Clapping emoji*}

{Yes! Where are you from?}

Han Jiaying replied: {Pinghu, Jiaxing. Do you know it?}

{I know it.}

Wu Fan would pass through Pinghu when returning to his hometown.

However, he was unfamiliar with the area; his only impression was of the snacks and restrooms at the service area, nothing more.

{Brother Fan, send me your address. I want to mail you some local specialties.}

She had her own calculations in mind; a Local Tyrant like Wu Fan had to be secured.

Sending some local products was cheap, but he was spending tens of thousands on gifts in her live stream room. No matter how she calculated it, this was a worthwhile investment.

To secure a Local Tyrant, winning his heart was key; they didn't lack money, they lacked care and consideration.

Han Jiaying was a thoughtful woman, a woman who knew how to make men happy.

Having finally encountered a genuine Local Tyrant, how could she let him slip away!

{No need, you're too kind.} Wu Fan replied indifferently.

{Brother Fan, it's just some inexpensive local specialties. Please just give me an address. Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep tonight, after having received so many gifts from you. *Wistful emoji*}

Seeing how sincere she was, Wu Fan sent his work address, as it would be convenient to pick things up there.

He did not want to expose his home address.

{Brother Fan, do you run a travel agency?} Han Jiaying immediately asked after seeing the address.

{Just a worker employed by a travel agency.}

Han Jiaying stared at the message, stunned.

Could he just be a worker trying to look rich? Should she still send the local products?

Wouldn't that be a waste?

Alas, since the words had already left her mouth, she would send them; she would just consider it the cost of one less Carnival gift.

After thinking it over, she replied: {Many Local Tyrants only work to pass the time. I understand.}

{Alright, let's chat when I have time.}

{Okay, Brother Fan. Remember to come support my live stream next time. *Bowed hands emoji*}

That last sentence was the key point.

Wu Fan ignored her, sent another wave of Carnival gifts to Liu Tingting, and then exited TikTok.

{Liu Tingting, when are you coming to Island City to visit? Dai Mao talks about you every day.}

{Get lost, he wishes.}

{Brother Fan, when you come next time, you must bring my "husband" along too. She really wants to play by the sea.}

Wu Fan put on his shoes and adjusted his seat: {The short-haired beauty?}

{Yes, her name is Dou Qian. Isn't she pretty?}

{Quite unique. She looks relatively androgynous; he must be a very carefree person, right?}

{Brother Fan, your eyesight is sharp; you saw right through her.}

Wu Fan started the car: {Alright, when are you coming?}

{Probably next summer. Dou Qian wants to play on the beach and then swim in the sea.}

Wu Fan replied with some disappointment: {Goodbye then. That's half a year away. What a pointless conversation.}

{Hahaha, that's called planning ahead.} Liu Tingting sent another playful emoji.

Wu Fan turned off the screen and tossed his phone aside... "Hello, Brother Fan."

Mao Jiajia greeted him happily and made a gesture for him to enter.

Wu Fan winked at her and walked inside.

Liu Lei and Lin Daixi were playing Gomoku, both looking very serious.

Wu Fan placed the three cups of milk tea on the coffee table. "Three beauties, one cup each. Drink them while they're hot."

Lin Daixi asked, "What flavors are they?"

Wu Fan said, "I bought three flavors, choose whichever you like."

Mao Jiajia wiggled her curvy hips, first observing the cups. "I'll have the chocolate flavor, Liu Lei gets lemon, and Lin Daixi, you take taro. Is that okay?"

Lin Daixi said, "You've already assigned them, why bother asking? Hurry up and bring them over."

Wu Fan was quick and handed them over.

Lin Daixi looked up at him gratefully. "Brother Fan, why do you have time to come see me... us today?"

Wu Fan smiled. "Didn't you say you were going to see Sister Fang? Did you forget?"

The chess piece in Lin Daixi's hand paused in mid-air. "Oh, right, I completely forgot."

Liu Lei was seriously looking at the board, appearing expressionless.

Wu Fan sat down next to her. "Miss Liu, how have you been lately?"

Mao Jiajia interjected, "She's glowing, she's doing great. After kicking out Zhou Tong, her entire being exudes a unique feminine charm, and she's been opening love letters until her hands are sore."

Liu Lei shyly glanced at Wu Fan. "Don't listen to her nonsense."

She felt as if she had committed a mistake.

Wu Fan laughed heartily. "Being pursued is a good thing! Do you have any terrible love letters? Get me a few so I can study them."

Liu Lei smiled sweetly. "I threw them in the trash a long time ago. I don't accept advances from male classmates anymore."

Mao Jiajia said meaningfully, "Our Miss Liu has evolved; she only wants to find a rich man."

Lin Daixi said, "That's right. Money is king."

After she finished speaking, she smiled at Wu Fan somewhat sheepishly.

Liu Lei happily clapped her hands. "Lin Daixi, no regrets after placing a piece! I win."

"You should have blocked here."

She placed a piece, completing a diagonal row of four pieces, and since both ends were open, it was impossible to block.

Lin Daixi tossed the pieces back into the box. "Fine, you win."

"No more playing. It's time to go see Sister Fang."

She stood up. "Brother Fan, please wait a moment while I go change my clothes."

She picked up her milk tea, took a sip, and walked toward the room.

"Brother Fan, shall we play a round?" Liu Lei held the milk tea with both hands, her beautiful large eyes full of anticipation.

Mao Jiajia interrupted, "Why don't we play a three-person rank match in King of Glory? What do you two say?"

Liu Lei refused, "I'm not playing King of Glory. You play solo!"

"Brother Fan, are you playing?"

She stared at Wu Fan's face, conveying an air of certainty.

Wu Fan sat down in the spot Lin Daixi had just vacated. "If we're playing, let's play. Want to place a bet?"

Liu Lei thought for a moment. "Ten push-ups?"

"That's too easy. At least twenty to start. Can you handle that?"

Liu Lei raised her hand and high-fived Wu Fan. "It's a deal."

She exercised regularly and enjoyed working out, so twenty push-ups would be easy for her.

Mao Jiajia found it boring and started playing King of Glory by herself.

Liu Lei commanded, "Jiajia, keep the volume down."

"Understood, Miss Liu. I'll go play in the room then." She walked away while still operating the game.

Just as Wu Fan placed his fourth piece, he suddenly felt a foot rubbing against his calf, slowly moving upward...