56: Chapter 56 Warning and Boasting: A Stark Contrast

Jiang Jinyue's words were like a thunderclap, exploding in Su Wantang's ears and causing the few girls at the table to fall silent instantly.

"Matters in 'high' society are truly troublesome."

Su Wantang's face turned deathly pale, and she bit her lip tightly: "I... I... don't know, but..."

"Why, you still want to help him? How much money does your family have?" Jiang Jinyue asked.

Su Wantang didn't say anything more; she knew this kind of thing wouldn't be Jiang Jinyue's idle talk.

But things had reached this point, and she felt a bit ashamed.

Tears fell once again.

"I'm sorry!" The girl didn't know what else to say, so she could only apologize.

But she didn't even know why she was apologizing—was it for her ignorance? Or for the embarrassment? It was as if this could alleviate the awkwardness.

Having vented her anger, Jiang Jinyue felt much better: "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"No..."

"That's good, at least you didn't lose your virginity! It doesn't count as a loss."

"But... being in debt isn't his fault either."

"I didn't say being in debt is wrong, it's just that his motives are impure! If..." Jiang Jinyue thought for a moment, feeling obligated to remind the other girl: "If his debt crisis is very serious and time is tight, he might try to curry favor with you. You need to be careful..."

"What do you mean?" Su Wantang wiped away her tears, not quite understanding.

In this regard, she was not as sharp as Jiang Jinyue.

She followed the artistic path, only studying dance.

Whereas Jiang Jinyue developed in many aspects and had been subtly influenced by being by her father's side.

"Even fly meat is still meat! Unless it's an absolute last resort, he shouldn't do this. Be careful if he suddenly starts being nice to you."

Jiang Jinyue sighed.

If it really came to the final moment and Gao Mingxuan couldn't handle Jiang Jinyue, he would only be able to resort to the most despicable methods: deception.

Someone like Su Wantang, with a 'love-struck' brain, was the easiest to deceive. Even if her family didn't have as much money as the Jiang Family, he could just find a pretext!

For example, dating or getting engaged, setting up a 'pig-butchering' scam.

If he slaughtered a few more, the money might be enough.

Even if it wasn't enough, if the company went bankrupt, it went bankrupt; he could just run off with the money and still live a carefree life.

"Okay, thank you..."

Su Wantang left with a bit of confusion and a lingering, hopeful expectation for Gao Mingxuan.

...On the other side. Jingan Mansion...

"Holy shit!" An expletive escaped from Zhou Qi.

The two roommates were shocked by the luxury of the house as soon as they walked in.

"Thanks, Brother Tang, for taking us to skip class! Thanks, Brother Tang, for taking us to game!" Zhang Ming pressed his hands together in thanks and rubbed them together.

Then he reached out and touched an ornament in the living room: "Brother, how much is this worth?"

"That one is cheap, over 7,000!"

"Then what about this small one?"

"22,000!"

"Huh? Why is the small one more expensive?"

"With that IQ of yours, it's hard for me to explain it to you. Hurry up and let's game!" Tang Luochuan said, leading the two to the gaming room.

There was one desktop and three laptops.

"When you leave, take the computers with you. They're yours!" Tang Luochuan said offhandedly.

The two didn't reply, just staring blankly at the Alienware logo on the computers.

After a long while, Zhou Qi swallowed hard: "Brother... isn't this a bit embarrassing? How long have we even known each other?"

Zhang Ming was also quite sensible: "That's right, we can just play with them."

"Aren't you guys going to play when you go back tonight? If you have time, we can game together. Just take them."

Tang Luochuan didn't care at all.

"Damn!" Zhou Qi cursed, as if scolding himself for being greedy, while a smile hung on his lips: "Brother Tang, then... hehehe... I'll take this one."

Zhang Ming also walked over, carefully touching the casing on the back of the laptop: "Then... I'll take this one..."

Just as he finished speaking, Zhou Qi's phone rang; many classmates were messaging to ask how Tang Luochuan was doing.

"Luochuan, what should we do? Everyone is very concerned about you!"

Tang Luochuan: "Just say I'm in a coma..."

...A school without Tang Luochuan is incomplete.

At the very least, it was much duller; this guy had only attended school for a few days, and he had caused quite a lot of trouble.

But everyone was curious as to why Jiang Jinyue and Shen Muyan weren't nervous, and why there were no expressions of sadness on their faces.

And the school was also quietly changing. It had only been one day.

The next day, 7:30 AM.

Jiang Jinyue stretched and was the first to get up.

She glanced at Tang Luochuan beside her, her eyes filled with 'disgust'.

Who gets beaten up and injured, gets hospitalized, and can still be this full of life?

She suddenly thought of a term Su Yuanyuan had told her to describe guys... "stud waist"...

Rubbing her waist, which felt like it was about to fall apart from being tossed around, she leaned over Tang Luochuan and gently tapped Shen Muyan on the other side: "Senior, time to get up, it's time."

"Mmm~~" Shen Muyan only felt her eyes aching; today was Friday, and there was a Freshman Orientation Gala in the evening.

Obviously, Tang Luochuan couldn't go.

But this guy was like he'd taken some medicine last night, endless! Absolutely endless!

Shen Muyan whispered back: "Give me two minutes to collect myself..."

"Hmm?!" Jiang Jinyue had just responded when she felt movement beneath her.

She and Shen Muyan were separated by Tang Luochuan; the boy was awake now.

He looked up and saw Jiang Jinyue's chest right in front of him.

"Little sister Jinyue, when they hang down, they are still quite..."

"Shut up!"

Jiang Jinyue reflexively punched his chest, extremely hard.

"Ugh..." Tang Luochuan felt like he'd gotten the wind knocked out of him: "The bald guy didn't get me, but this hit of yours is going to kill me."

The group got up, and Tang Luochuan went downstairs to buy breakfast for the two women.

To save time, the two took their breakfast directly to class to eat.

Then the car started; he still had to drop off his girlfriends, but just dropping them off across the street was enough.

He definitely wouldn't go into the school.

After finishing everything, Shen Muyan brought her lunch box to class.

The first period was still a boring self-study session.

The moment the lunch box was opened, it attracted quite a few classmates.

During this time, the classmates had all noticed that Shen Muyan's quality of life had improved significantly.

The lunch box had three layers; the bottom layer had soft, glutinous crystal shrimp dumplings and golden molten lava buns.

The middle layer had exquisitely cut fruit platters.

The top layer was a bowl of thick, boiled bird's nest porridge, garnished with a few goji berries.

"Muyan, such a sumptuous breakfast."

"Oh my, did Luochuan buy this for you?"

"Tsk tsk, is it good? Which place is it from?"

Shen Muyan chewed in small bites; she knew others weren't just greedy, they were envious.

"From Yangui Porridge House~" Her voice wasn't loud; she was even a bit embarrassed—being too high-profile wasn't great either.

"Oh~ got it!" A girl replied indifferently: "One portion is 188..."

"Have you had it too?" Shen Muyan asked casually, trying to find a topic to build rapport with her classmate.

The girl shook her head: "Just passed by!"

Shen Muyan: "..."

Other girls noticed the necklace on Shen Muyan's chest.

"Muyan, what kind of necklace is this?"

"Oh, Van Cleef & Arpels, a small brand!"

"Is that so? If you say that, I have to look it up! Don't be afraid of upsetting us; Tang Luochuan gave it to you, right?"

Shen Muyan lowered her head even further: "Yes~"

This feeling of being watched and scrutinized by others was very uncomfortable.

The boys knew how to keep their distance, but the girls were gossipy; way too gossipy.

They all wanted to know what it was actually like to be with Tang Luochuan.

And her biggest feeling was—back pain.

The girl who had been looking at the necklace finished searching, looked at her phone, and then compared it to the necklace on the other girl's chest.

She looked back and forth several times.

Shen Muyan silently tucked the necklace into her clothes.

The girl didn't say anything else and turned off her phone screen: "Sigh, I shouldn't have searched; searching only makes it more upsetting."

"How much? 6,000? 8,000? Or 10,000?" But someone curious came over to ask.

The girl made an 'eight' gesture with her hand and mouthed: "80,000..."