123: Did I let you play for free?

"You're just leaving like that?"

Wu Fan stood by the window, watching Bai Yan climb down with difficulty, and exhaled a thick plume of smoke.

She put on her hoodie and said coldly, "It's been over three hours. The transaction is complete. Is there any need for me to stay?"

After she finished speaking, she prepared to leave.

She took two steps, stopped, and looked back at Wu Fan. "I hope we never see each other again. Even if we meet by chance, let's pretend we don't know each other, alright?"

She truly hoped for this.

She wanted to erase everything that had just happened from her memory forever, never to be relived.

She felt these three hours were a humiliation, as it was done out of necessity.

Although she... at that moment, had also felt an unprecedented pleasure.

Especially... it was like unlocking the code to happiness, completely different from the first time.

But this pleasure also left her feeling confused and embarrassed.

For the sake of two million, she really shouldn't let emotions get involved.

Wu Fan took a drag from his cigarette, his eyebrow twitching. "So, should wechat and our phone numbers be deleted?"

Bai Yan flicked the stray hair by her ear. "Of course. Never meet again, no more interaction. Understand?"

Wu Fan stood up and moved closer. "Are you really that confident that you'll never need anything from me in this lifetime?"

"As the saying goes, a day as husband and wife creates a hundred days of kindness. Why be so absolute?"

Bai Yan gave an awkward laugh. "Boss Wu, we were just a transaction, nothing more. Besides, I didn't deceive you. It was a genuine first time. You saw it on the bathrobe, right?"

Wu Fan nodded, glancing once more at the striking color patch on the bathrobe. "I know. I felt it."

Hearing this, Bai Yan's face involuntarily flushed.

Her inexperienced performance made her feel flustered and embarrassed.

She truly had no experience; several actions were only completed with Wu Fan's repeated guidance.

"Wu Fan, may I leave now?"

Wu Fan extinguished his cigarette butt and took another step closer.

He handed over his phone. "Didn't you want to delete the contact information? Then delete it yourself. I never proactively delete women I've already added as friends, especially pretty women."

Bai Yan stared blankly at Wu Fan, silently cursing him as an "old pervert."

She snatched the phone, scrolled through Wu Fan's wechat contacts, found her own profile picture, tapped it, and pressed delete.

Then she started searching through the phone contacts.

"Beautiful Bai Yan, I didn't save your phone number," Wu Fan said calmly.

Bai Yan looked up and saw a hint of disdain in his dark pupils.

She shoved the phone back into Wu Fan's hand. "Sorry, I just wanted to make a clean break."

Having said her piece, she turned to leave.

Wu Fan raised his hand and grabbed her arm.

Bai Yan struggled free and questioned him defensively, "What else do you want?"

Wu Fan spoke placidly. "I think you should change your clothes. Since you performed quite well just now, I can take you to buy a few new outfits."

Bai Yan paused. "Thank you, Boss Wu, but there's no need."

"Never see you again. Bye."

She opened the door in a panic and then hurried into the elevator.

Wu Fan watched her retreating figure, a strange tenderness welling up in his eyes.

This girl is interesting.

He returned to the bedroom, glanced at the messy bed, took out a cigarette, lit it, and inhaled deeply.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong..."

The doorbell rang urgently.

Wu Fan was startled. "The housekeeper coming to clean? That's quite rude!"

Feeling slightly displeased, he slowly walked over and opened the door, only to find a very nervous Bai Yan.

"Did you leave something behind? Or do you want another round of critical damage?"

Wu Fan teased her with a playful tone.

Bai Yan squeezed through the door and quickly shut it. "Look at the Private Partners Group. It's been dissolved. Who am I supposed to get my two million from?"

After she said this, she looked like she was about to cry.

Wu Fan was also startled by her words. Could it be that the group owner had run off with the two million he had paid?

That would be completely shameless.

He quickly opened wechat, which displayed the message: "You have been removed from the group chat."

He looked up at the tearful Bai Yan, speechless for a moment.

Bai Yan said tearfully, "Wu Fan, I haven't received a single penny, and then I was... by you... What am I supposed to do?"

"My grandfather is waiting for this surgery fee!"

After she finished speaking, she began to sob quietly, her face streaked with tears.

Wu Fan looked at her pitiful appearance and felt a pang of sympathy.

He raised his hand and patted Bai Yan's shoulder. "Who introduced you to the group? Ask her if she's still in it."

Bai Yan wiped away a tear and quickly dialed a number. "Jiajia, quickly check if the Private Partners Group is still there."

Wu Fan was stunned. Could it be Mao Jiajia?

The same person pulled them both into the group?

What a coincidence?

Was Bai Yan also a student at that school?

This world is too small.

"Ah, I was removed too. The group seems to have been dissolved."

"What happened? Did someone accept your order and then dissolve the group?"

Wu Fan clearly heard Mao Jiajia's loud voice from where he stood.

Bai Yan paused and said, "No, how could there be some sucker taking the order? I was just waiting for a rabbit to crash into a stump, and now, even the place for waiting is gone."

"Well, that's that. Nothing else is going on. Talk to you later."

After hanging up, she looked pitifully at Wu Fan.

"You certainly know how to talk—a sucker?" Wu Fan frowned and questioned quietly.

Bai Yan swayed her slender waist and walked over to the sofa to sit down.

She sighed heavily. "I can't exactly tell them I lost my virginity, didn't get a single penny, suffered a double loss, and let them laugh at me, can I?"

Wu Fan exhaled a puff of smoke and sat down next to her. "I didn't want this to happen either. You know I already paid the money."

Bai Yan covered her face, looking distressed. "Wu Fan, can we call the police?"

Wu Fan turned to look at her, the crazy scenes from moments ago flashing through his mind... Bai Yan truly was different... He intimidated her, saying, "You can call the police, but you'll definitely be detained for many days, since your actions are illegal in themselves."

"Moreover, once you're detained, it will inevitably become a huge scandal, and then you won't have an easy time at school."

Bai Yan stared blankly at him, pursing her lips. "According to you, I just have to accept defeat?"

Wu Fan crushed the cigarette butt. "Then what do you propose we do? Calling the police won't benefit you at all, although it would benefit me. If the police find the group owner, they can definitely help me recover the two million."

"As for you, no matter what happens, you won't get a single penny."

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