128: A night of passion

"Bai Yan, what are you thinking about? Why do you look so gritted-teeth? Is the food not to your liking?"

After Wu Fan finished speaking, he picked up a slice of steak and placed it on her plate.

Bai Yan offered a faint smile, "No, no, the food is excellent."

She picked up her glass and took a sip of fruit wine, masking the awkwardness she felt inside. By the time they left the Western restaurant, the sky was completely dark.

The neon lights flashing on both sides of the road were like winking stars, and they looked quite beautiful.

Bai Yan fastened her seatbelt and asked sweetly, "Mr. Sugar Daddy Wu, can I go back to the dorm to sleep tonight?"

Wu Fan started the engine and replied coldly, without expression, "From now on, you won't need to stay in the dorm anymore."

Bai Yan's eyebrows twitched, and she asked in surprise, "Huh? Why?"

"I have a Seaside Villa. It's empty anyway, so you'll live there from now on."

Bai Yan paused, "Is this... appropriate?"

Wu Fan kept his eyes on the road conditions and said lightly, "You are my girlfriend now. What's inappropriate about it?"

"Have you gotten your driver's license yet?"

"Not yet."

Wu Fan hummed in acknowledgment, stopped speaking, and casually turned on the European and American music charts. After entering the villa, Wu Fan held Bai Yan's hand and showed her around the small garden, living room, bedroom, bathroom, underground Chinese medicine laboratory, and other areas.

"Do you like it?"

"It's very nice. It's big, luxurious, and beautiful."

"That's good. This will be your home from now on."

Bai Yan: "..."

Wu Fan led her into the master bedroom. "You will sleep in this room from now on. If you are missing anything, tell me anytime, and I will have the housekeeper prepare it properly."

"There is plenty of food in the adjacent kitchen, and the refrigerator is also fully stocked. When you are hungry, help yourself. If you know how to cook, you can prepare meals yourself."

Bai Yan looked at the cozy room, still processing the situation, feeling as if she were dreaming.

The decor style here really appealed to her heart.

Back in her hometown, she didn't even have her own room; she always slept on a small bed laid out in the living room, with no privacy whatsoever.

She had always dreamed of owning a room that belonged only to her.

Had this dream just come true?

Wake up.

This is only temporary.

"Brother Fan, did you design and decorate this?"

"No, it was already decorated."

Hearing Wu Fan's answer, she felt a strange sense of disappointment.

It would have been great if Wu Fan had personally designed and decorated it, as the layout was exactly like the room she had dreamed of, signifying a meeting of minds.

Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! What was she thinking!

She cleared her throat, "Brother Fan, where will you be staying?"

"You didn't think I was going to sleep in the small room next door, did you?"

... Wu Fan hugged Bai Yan from behind, resting his head on her shoulder.

Bai Yan murmured, her cheeks flushed. Wu Fan held her in his arms, feeling the warmth, and found it very reassuring.

"Brother Fan, why is your heart beating so fast?"

"Because I..."

... The next day, Bai Yan said softly, "Wu Fan, there's still... right?"

She actually couldn't quite remember either. Wu Fan smiled and said, "You aren't taking this seriously at all. It should be..."

"Ah... you're a scoundrel."

Bai Yan grew anxious and tried to break free from his embrace, but it was useless; he held her tightly.

Wu Fan chuckled a few times, "Fine then, we'll go with what you said. Are you satisfied?"

Only then did joy rise in Bai Yan's heart, and she couldn't help but touch his muscular chest, "This is much better."

She didn't want to be tied down by Wu Fan forever; she wanted to rely on her own efforts to achieve a better life.

She wanted to complete the required number of times as soon as possible and then escape.

She firmly believed that nothing would come of her relationship with Wu Fan; it was merely a transaction, nothing more.

She felt ashamed that she had sold her body and her moral bottom line for money.

This was done out of necessity, and she only wanted to end this ridiculous transaction quickly.

At school, she had repeatedly rejected the fervent pursuit of the Second-generation rich.

She chose Wu Fan simply hoping to acquire the money secretly and cure her grandfather's illness.

Her impoverished life already made her feel deeply inferior, and if her classmates started saying she was hooking up with a rich man, how could she ever hold her head up again?

"Are you that eager to end our relationship?" Wu Fan's deep voice sounded.

"Brother Fan, we were a transaction from the start, weren't we?"

Wu Fan smiled faintly, remaining silent. Bai Yan had classes today. Watching her walk onto campus wearing a brand-new set of designer clothes, Wu Fan felt a trace of reluctance to let her go.

That morning, while Bai Yan was still asleep, he specifically went to Jiayi Shopping Mall and bought a pile of new clothes—enough for her to change and wash.

He sat back in the car, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it.

His phone rang. It was Gu Ling.

"Wu Fan, what have you been busy with lately? I send you wechat messages every day, why don't you reply?"

Wu Fan exhaled a puff of smoke and said flatly, "Busy getting a girlfriend."

The other end of the line paused, "Really? Well, congratulations! But there should still be a fierce battle between the two of us. When will CEO Wu grant me a favor? I've been waiting anxiously, unable to sleep."

After she finished speaking, she laughed heartily.

Wu Fan, however, said coldly, "I don't have time lately," and hung up without explanation.

His mind was currently filled with Bai Yan.

He seemed to be growing tired of these highly opportunistic and snobbish women.

Constantly sucking up just for a few pictures—he couldn't stand it.

Gu Ling still wanted to flirt and say some more flattering words, but the busy signal immediately stunned her.

How arrogant and impolite.

As a CEO herself, she had never encountered anyone who disrespected her like this. She practically threw herself at him only to be rejected.

An inexplicable hatred rose in her heart.

Wu Fan looked at the phone screen and sneered, "Slut, I'm not interested in playing with you these past few days."

"If I want to play with you, isn't it just 'call and come, wave and go'!"

He sent Mao Jiajia a wechat message: {What are you doing?}

{Brother Fan, you're finally alive! Your little sister has been waiting every day for your favor. [Shy emoji]}

{I'm at the school gate. Can you come out now? I have something to ask you.}

Mao Jiajia instantly replied: {Of course! Brother Fan calls, I must rush over at a hundred-meter sprint speed. [Grinning emoji]}

Wu Fan only replied with an OK emoji, put down his phone, and slowly exhaled a mouthful of smoke.