Chapter 44 - 43: The Atmosphere Hit—Couldn’t Hold Back

Everyone widened their eyes, showing expressions of disbelief.Some onlookers even took out their phones to capture the passionate kiss between Yang Chen and Zhao Yun.

Given how proactive she was, would she really be shy about accepting a public confession?

Beside them, her close friend Li Yun was stunned too and silently picked up her phone to take a close-up photo of their mouths.

Lin Nanyou felt shattered, like he was part of the background.

"What are you two doing? Hurry up and break it up!" Lin Nanyou shouted, feeling so furious he wanted to intervene.

Zhao Yun kissed Yang Chen for a few seconds, then said embarrassedly, "Sorry, it’s my first kiss, I’m not very skilled, got saliva all over your mouth. Here, wipe it off."

Zhao Yun handed Yang Chen a tissue.

Yang Chen silently wiped his lips and said, "Your lipstick... is quite sweet..."

Zhao Yun burst into laughter, gave him a flirtatious glance and whispered, "You’re so annoying..."

Li Yun hurried forward to ask, "Xiaoyun, what’s going on? You’re too daring!"

Zhao Yun giggled and said, "The atmosphere was right, couldn’t help it."

Beside them, Lin Nanyou couldn’t stand it anymore; so I set the mood, and you kissed a ride-hailing driver, not me?

Am I really just a bar atmosphere team?

Onlookers were filled with envy and jealousy.

"Ah, had I known, I would’ve held up a banner. Just being kissed by Zhao Yun would make me willing not to brush my teeth for a year."

"Damn, is driving a ride-hailing service this great? Are there benefits like this?"

"I’m so envious I’m drooling."

...

The side comments made Lin Nanyou completely lose his composure.

Lin Nanyou roared, "What’s going on here? Am I just the atmosphere crew, setting the mood for you all?"

Zhao Yun chuckled and replied, "You never understood what I said, huh? Now I’m showing you with my actions, it’s not because there are a lot of people that I’m embarrassed to accept you, it’s really that I’m not interested. If I like someone, I’ll do anything with them in front of the world. Can you understand my words now?"

"What’s that supposed to mean? You like him, a poor ride-hailing driver?" Lin Nanyou questioned.

Zhao Yun looked a bit embarrassedly at Yang Chen and then replied, "That’s none of your business. Alright, use your moves on someone else. I heard Gao Guilan from the Math Department really likes you. Look at the big scene you’ve created, don’t waste it, why not confess to her?"

At this moment, a chubby girl stepped out from the crowd.

She was Gao Guilan, whom Zhao Yun mentioned.

"Hehe... Can you really confess to me?" Gao Guilan asked.

"Hey, hey, don’t come over here! Stay away from me! If you dare get closer, I’ll call the police!" Lin Nanyou shouted.

Gao Guilan replied, lovestruck, "Nanyou, Zhao Yun doesn’t like you, why force it? I like you, you just have to confess and it’ll be a success."

"Someone, quickly hold her back, keep her away from me." Lin Nanyou yelled.

His companions quickly stepped forward to block Gao Guilan.

Yang Chen had seen enough of the drama, and put down the banner he held.

"Bro, let it go, I think you have no chance, don’t waste your time. I still have to take her out for dinner, so we won’t join your game." Yang Chen said with a smile.

Zhao Yun quickly took out a pair of Bluetooth headphones from her bag, saying, "These Bluetooth headphones are for you."

Looks like Zhao Yun’s family is indeed well off.

The Bluetooth headphones she gifted Yang Chen were Bowers & Wilkins P9 over-ear headphones, with an official price tag of 6,788 yuan.

It’s no exaggeration to say these headphones are like the LV among headphones.

Lin Nanyou, being this second-generation rich kid, knew such things very well.

"Zhao Yun, you actually gave him headphones worth over 6,000. What is your relationship with him?" Lin Nanyou asked.

Yang Chen heard that the headphones cost over 6,000, quickly said, "Miss Zhao, I can’t accept such expensive headphones. You should keep them."

Zhao Yun pouted and replied, "A gift represents my feelings, are you rejecting my feelings? That would make me really sad. If you don’t want it, then I’ll have to smash it. It belongs only to you, if you don’t have it, there’s no need for it to exist. Sister Yang, can you bear to see me sad?"

The onlookers exchanged glances, the plot becoming more and more perplexing.

Was Zhao Yun’s behavior to be interpreted as her pursuing Yang Chen?

Rejecting the confession of a wealthy suitor Lin Nanyou, turning around to pursue a ride-hailing driver, how confusing is her strategy?

Also, what did she just call this ride-hailing driver?

Sister?

What kind of title is that?

"I see, this guy is really cunning. By using sibling terms, he can openly interact with Zhao Yun."

"Wow, this move is impressive! Learned something new."

"I’ll start calling girls ’sister’ or ’brother’, as long as it can win their favor, gender doesn’t matter as much at times like this."

...

At this moment, Lin Nanyou, whose mindset had already crumbled, felt even more like he was just a background.

"No, you suddenly give me such an expensive gift, and I don’t have anything good to give you in return. I feel embarrassed to accept it," replied Yang Chen.

"Then from now until tonight when we part ways, your time belongs to me. How about that, as the best return gift for me?" Zhao Yun asked.

More than six thousand for the Bluetooth earbuds, Yang Chen really didn’t want to accept them.

But Zhao Yun was so sincere, he also felt embarrassed to refuse.

At this moment, Lin Nanyou threatened, "Brother, just keep driving your ride-share car. Don’t think about things that don’t belong to you. Why did Wu Dalang get poisoned? It’s because he possessed things that weren’t his. Got it?"

Yang Chen chuckled and asked, "Brother, can I understand this as a threat from you?"

"Yes! I’m threatening you, is that a problem? You’re just a poor guy driving a ride-share, why are you competing with me for a woman? Are you worthy?" Lin Nanyou said arrogantly.

At this moment, the system suddenly issued a reminder.

"Forgot to inform the owner earlier about the license plate number of the Bugatti Veyron, now adding it. The owner’s new car license plate number is Hai A.YC520."

This system is really cheeky, why didn’t it notify altogether just now?

Hmm?

Wait!

Why does this license plate number feel familiar?

Seems like I’ve seen it somewhere!

Yang Chen walked over to check Lin Nanyou’s and others’ cars, none of the license plates matched.

But he was sure he had seen this license plate number, absolutely wouldn’t get it wrong.

"Haha... don’t look at them, even if you drive a ride-share for two lifetimes, you can’t afford it. My Lamborghini Huracan costs over 3 million when fully processed," Lin Nanyou said proudly.

Then, his companions also started boasting.

"My Porsche 911, that’s well over a million! How long do you have to drive a ride-share for?"

"My Porsche Panamera, also over a million! You can’t afford it, stop looking."

...

At this moment, Yang Chen found himself in front of the Bugatti Veyron.

Hmm, the license plate matches.

"I told you I’ve seen this license plate number," Yang Chen thought to himself.

Lin Nanyou said disdainfully, "That car is over 40 million, you definitely can’t afford it. Even if you do ride-share for ten lifetimes, you can’t buy it."

"Young Master Lin, is this car yours?" Yang Chen asked deliberately.

Lin Nanyou had been bragging just now, he neither denied nor admitted it, but everyone just assumed the car was his.

If he says now it’s not his, wouldn’t it be embarrassing?

"Nonsense, if it’s not mine, could it be yours? Stay away, if you accidentally scratch it, driving a ride-share for ten years wouldn’t be enough to cover the repair costs. Such imported models require all parts to be imported as originals. Understand?" Lin Nanyou said.

Yang Chen chuckled and said, "I think you’re wrong. To the owner, it’s just a car. Cars are meant to be driven, getting scratched or bumped is inevitable."

"How would a ride-share driver like you know what the owner thinks?" Lin Nanyou asked disdainfully.

At this moment, the Bugatti Veyron suddenly beeped twice.

"Biu.biu!"

Everyone perked up.

"Young Master Lin, how did the car start up? Didn’t see you take out a key," Yang Chen asked.

Lin Nanyou was extremely nervous, quickly looking around for the owner.

The car starting up meant the owner was nearby.

"Young Master Lin, what are you looking for? Is this car not yours?" Yang Chen asked again.

"Damn! I never said it was mine. It’s not mine, it’s not yours either, why are you asking?" Lin Nanyou replied impatiently.

Everyone was shocked, so the car wasn’t Lin Nanyou’s?

Damn!

He had been bragging the whole time, turned out to be pure bluff!

But where is the car owner then?

The car started, so the owner must be nearby.

Everyone looked around to see who might look like they could afford a car worth over 40 million.

However, after much searching, everyone still couldn’t find someone fitting to be the owner of the car.

Just then, Yang Chen opened the door of the Bugatti Veyron and sat down...