5: Don't ride a shared bike, take a taxi home.

"No." Chen Wan asked doubtfully, "Is this house yours?"

She was completely stunned at this moment.

She couldn't equate Zhang Yu with a rich person.

She couldn't help but wonder if her previous understanding of Zhang Yu hadn't been detailed enough.

If she had known earlier that he was an owner at Binjiang Mansion, she would have pounced long ago. What business would Liu Ruyan have had here then?

"What else?" Zhang Yu smiled. "Should I get the property deed to show you?"

"No need, no need."

Seeing his confident demeanor, he completely looked the part of the owner.

This kind of aura couldn't be faked.

The slightest bit of guilt would give him away.

But wasn't Zhang Yu clearly a poor student? How could he own this house?

Standing at the entrance, just a glance at the luxurious furnishings inside the house was enough to make one dizzy.

A top-tier luxury home with a top-tier view—and its owner was actually Zhang Yu, whom she used to look down upon?

Did he win the lottery, or did he hook up with a rich older woman?

She also knew about his breakup with Liu Ruyan.

Liu Ruyan probably still didn't realize what a sugar daddy she had missed out on!

"Zhang Yu, I really didn't expect your place to be so luxurious."

Chen Wan walked in, unable to resist pulling out her phone and snapping more than a dozen photos.

"Why are you taking pictures?"

Zhang Yu asked.

He didn't quite understand this confusing behavior.

Many people take pictures of luxury homes and luxury cars; it seems like anything associated with extravagance must be photographed.

They don't care if it belongs to them or not.

"This house is simply too beautiful. I'm taking a few photos so I can reminisce later."

Of course, Chen Wan didn't want to explicitly say she was doing it to show off in front of others.

Later?

Zhang Yu smiled.

"Rumble! Crackle!"

Just then, brilliant fireworks rose up from across the river.

The fireworks soared into the sky, and three or four seconds later, the sound reached them.

"Wow, it's gorgeous! The internet was right, this spot is directly opposite the launch site, the view is the best!"

Chen Wan, her face full of delight, ran to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Holding her phone horizontally, she started recording the screen facing the opposite bank of the river.

She leaned slightly forward, resting her hands on the balcony railing.

Just then, she felt a hand rest on her waist.

She looked back and saw Zhang Yu giving a slight smile: "Keep recording."

Chen Wan understood his intention.

She didn't say anything, turning her head back toward the window.

Instead, she subtly arched her back downward.

This was the simplest basic skill for a dance student.

"How understanding!" Zhang Yu thought to himself.

Since the stage was set, wouldn't it be a waste of this beautiful moment not to perform the play?

So, he no longer hesitated.

Half an hour later.

The fireworks had burned out.

The final shower of fireworks in the sky finished its display.

Chen Wan also quickly tidied herself up.

"Zhang Yu, don't let Ruyan know about this." Chen Wan's tone was nervous.

"Why tell her? We already broke up." Zhang Yu sat back on the sofa and said calmly.

For him, Liu Ruyan was now completely in the past.

"Ah, you really broke up?"

When Chen Wan heard this, she immediately felt her chance had arrived.

"What, she didn't tell you?" Zhang Yu exposed her little scheme.

"Then Zhang Yu, how about me being your girlfriend in the future?"

She tossed her hair.

She was still confident in her own charm.

At Jiangcheng Normal University, a school with a 3:7 male-to-female ratio, she was able to become the Department Flower and one of the Top Five Campus Beauties.

Her looks, figure, and talents were all quite impressive.

The only pity was...

Chen Wan's requirements for a boyfriend were extremely high: he had to be rich, handsome, and over 185 cm tall. Not one condition could be missing.

She had high expectations, and while many people pursued her, many only met one or two of the conditions after she looked around.

But there was truly no one who satisfied all three simultaneously.

Until now, Zhang Yu was the only one who met the standard.

He already had good looks and height.

Now that even the shortcoming of being poor had been fixed, wasn't he the perfect male god?

Looking across Jiangcheng, how many people could afford to live in Binjiang Mansion?

Moreover, it was a duplex penthouse, with only 20 units available—once one was sold, it was gone forever.

Chen Wan had never felt so proactive before.

Once her goal was clear, she took the initiative.

This was a very realistic and smart woman.

"Girlfriend?"

Zhang Yu smiled faintly, "Isn't that a bit inappropriate? I just broke up with someone and immediately move onto the next. People who don't know might think I'm a scumbag."

"Then, then let's just keep in contact first, and we can make it public later, right?"

Chen Wan realized he had a point. She didn't want to miss such an opportunity.

She decided to become his potential girlfriend first.

"Zhang Yu, what's your WeChat ID? I'll add you."

She realized that she hadn't had his contact information throughout their years in college.

Chen Wan pulled out her phone and requested, feeling a bit awkward.

Sometimes things were just that strange.

They had known each other for years, yet they didn't even have each other's contact information until now.

"Sure."

Zhang Yu didn't mind, opening his QR code and letting her scan it to add him as a friend.

"It's getting late, you should head back now."

Zhang Yu yawned and said to Chen Wan.

"Huh?"

She glanced out the window.

Wait, it's this late, and he's telling me to go home?

She had thought she would be able to stay the night in this luxurious penthouse.

Was he dissatisfied earlier?

A thought flashed through Chen Wan's mind.

It seemed like she had indeed been busy taking photos just now and was a bit perfunctory?

"Zhang Yu, you must be tired. How about I help you?"

"I'm a little sleepy and want to go to bed."

Zhang Yu's attitude was firm.

Could just anyone stay at his place? Impossible.

As he spoke, he transferred 200 yuan to Chen Wan via WeChat.

"It's late and unsafe. Don't ride a shared bike; take a cab back."

Chen Wan walked out of Zhang Yu's house, somewhat distracted.

Wait, he's sending me home with just 200 yuan?

She felt a little unhappy.

But she had no legitimate reason to stay, so she could only return first.

Besides, when Zhang Yu said it was unsafe, was he showing concern for me?

That meant there was still hope later. Thinking this, she felt relieved.

The security guard at the entrance watched her leave, a look of astonishment in his eyes.

She just arrived and already left—which owner was living so well?

Inside the house.

After Chen Wan left.

Zhang Yu also entered the shower room and took a bath.

The bathtub and showerhead in the shower room were all smart devices.

They automatically filled with water, regulated the temperature, played background music, and sprayed aromatherapy scents.

He didn't have to do anything himself; he just needed to lie down inside and everything was taken care of.

So, this is how comfortable it is for rich people to take a bath.

He just felt like something was missing... Zhang Yu suddenly regretted letting Chen Wan leave so early.

If she had stayed to bring him a cup of tea or scrub his back, that would have been truly top-tier enjoyment.