8: Chapter 8 Jealousy Makes People Imagine

Tang Luochuan glanced at Jiang Jinyue a few more times, thinking to himself: "This girl plays by her own rules. She isn't short on money, so why is she tagging along?"

He didn't believe for a second that she had taken a liking to him. She was an heiress from the Bund; would she really think more highly of him just because of a BMW X7?

He at least had that much self-awareness.

The car pulled up near the women's Dormitory.

Shen Muyan and Jiang Jinyue prepared to get out. Many people were walking into the Dormitory entrance, and many were pairs of couples.

Quite a few boys were holding umbrellas for girls, clearly picking up their girlfriends from class!

When the car door opened, everyone's gaze shifted toward them.

It wouldn't be accurate to say the whole school knew Shen Muyan, but in this area around her Dormitory, she was definitely a celebrity.

Of course, there was no shortage of people ready to tease and stir up trouble.

"Oh, my! Shen Muyan! You came back by car; who gave you a ride?"

"Who is that handsome guy? We've never seen him before. What's your relationship with him?"

"Shen Muyan, you're blushing!"

"Is he a freshman? Shen Muyan, you're quick on the draw. Little brother, don't you dare bully our Shen Muyan."

A few girls who were close friends with Shen Muyan teased her.

Shen Muyan waved her hands repeatedly. "It's not! It's not... It's not what you think."

One girl teased, "Not what we think? Then why didn't I get a BMW ride?"

But most of the gazes were filled with envy.

Many boys stood there, their eyes scanning the BMW X7. They didn't want to feel jealous or envious, but they couldn't help it.

Then, looking at Shen Muyan's beauty, they let out a sigh in their hearts.

And among the girls, who didn't fantasize about their own boyfriends being just as wealthy?

Just then, Jiang Jinyue stepped out with her bag.

"Hiss~" A collective gasp of cold air went through the crowd.

One beauty was already enough, but there was another one?

Had beauties become so cheap? Shouldn't they be riding in a Ferrari or a Rolls-Royce? Could a BMW X7 really get two of them?

However, Jiang Jinyue didn't pay attention to anyone. She simply walked up the steps and whispered to Shen Muyan, "Senior, I'll see you tomorrow afternoon. Don't be late."

Shen Muyan nodded slightly. "Okay~"

"Well, I'm heading off too!" Luochuan waved, then drove away.

"Hey~~ Luochuan~~" Shen Muyan suddenly called out to him, using a more intimate form of address.

"What is it?" Luochuan had just opened the car door, ready to get in.

Shen Muyan waved her hand. "See you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow..."

The car left, and the news spread.

Tonight, some people were destined to be unable to sleep.

Zhou Ziyu sat in his Dormitory, looking at the images of Shen Muyan in the BMW X7 posted in the WeChat group, feeling very bitter.

"Old Zhou, what's wrong? Has your persona collapsed? Did someone steal your crush?" his roommate joked.

Zhou Ziyu looked extremely unhappy and didn't even look at him properly, saying irritably, "Stop talking nonsense. This new freshman is quite rich."

"You mean the one driving the BMW?"

"You know about it too?"

"Oh, he hooked up with Shen Muyan on his first day; who doesn't know? It's already spread to the juniors!"

Zhou Ziyu felt very helpless and put down his phone. He couldn't afford a car himself.

At the very least, he couldn't ask his family to buy him one right now.

Given his family's financial situation, maybe he could afford something in the 300,000 to 400,000 range, but a car worth over a million? Don't even think about it.

The roommate suddenly said with a tone of disdain, "These freshmen know how to play! Damn! Renting a car to pick up girls—what a genius! Why didn't I think of that back then?"

"Renting a car??" Zhou Ziyu's eyes suddenly lit up. "Are you saying this car is rented?"

"Duh, he's a freshman! What kind of family background could he have??" The roommate sat up from his bed. "Let me tell you this: even if his family is rich and can afford it, would they give their kid a car while he's in college??"

"Just think about the rich kids in our year! Li Minghao's family is rich, right? His dad is in construction materials, making three or four million a year! Did they give him a car? Sun Junkai's family is in the catering business; they're rich too! They have three houses and two cars! Did his dad let him drive to school??"

"Huh? Now that you mention it, that's true..." Zhou Ziyu suddenly became excited. "You're right! We're all just students! Even if families are rich, they wouldn't easily give them a car; they'd urge them to study hard. Hiss... This kid must have rented it."

Without any evidence, the two of them just believed what they wanted to believe.

Thus, they concluded that Tang Luochuan had rented the car.

The roommate continued, "Let me tell you something else: Li Minghao and Sun Junkai actually rent cars outside. Even though their families won't buy them one, those two occasionally rent a Ferrari or a Lamborghini to pick up girls at other campuses!"

"Really?" Zhou Ziyu's eyes lit up even more. "Why not at this campus?"

"Too many people know us on this campus; it's easy to get exposed! We've known each other for over a year, so isn't everyone's background clear? That kid driving the BMW is definitely taking advantage of his status as a freshman because no one knows him yet, so he got a luxury car! Once some time passes and everyone knows his true background, he won't be able to pretend anymore!"

"Damn! If you put it that way, I want to rent one too! Do you have a contact?"

"A contact? Yeah! I know a guy. 1,200 a day for an X7 just like that! Usually it's 1,500..."

"I want to rent a porsche! Don't girls love porsches?"

"A porsche?? Let me ask..."

Having reached this conclusion, Zhou Ziyu was uncontrollably excited.

This was simply a great opportunity to slap his face.

Naturally, he wouldn't pass up the chance to spread the word...

Inside the women's Dormitory, just as Shen Muyan walked in, the girl she played badminton with hurried over. "Shen Muyan, was that the guy who dropped you off today?"

The girl was her roommate and best friend—Wang Fangfang.

Shen Muyan was exhausted, mostly mentally. "Yeah~ I forgot to give him back his clothes. I'll wash them and give them to him later."

She took off her jacket, revealing the sexy sportswear she was wearing today, which really made people envious of her figure.

"Shen Muyan, my hubby was saying today! Zhou Ziyu from their class and Liu Yang from the next class both seem to be in a bad mood."

Another roommate, Li Jiaqi, turned over, her eyes filled with scrutiny.

"Oh, those two are so annoying..."

Shen Muyan didn't say much more. She really disliked it when people in college called their boyfriends 'hubby.'

Just how clingy could they be?

Li Jiaqi was different from her and Wang Fangfang; this woman knew how to handle things.

In just a year, she had dated three or four boyfriends, each one wealthier than the last.

And they were all wrapped around her finger, bringing her food or fetching water for her every day.

Li Jiaqi would also show off from time to time that she hadn't spent a dime in a month, as the boys were paying for everything.

Wang Fangfang was holding the garment worth over 20,000, touching it carefully. "This piece of clothing is worth over 20,000?"

"That's just what I heard from someone else," Shen Muyan said casually. "Don't ruin it; I can't afford to pay for it."

"Oh, okay!" Wang Fangfang replied.

Li Jiaqi sat up, looked for a while from four or five meters away, and then, with misplaced confidence, said, "The color is off! The style is also problematic... It doesn't look real. Bring it here and let me take a look!"

Wang Fangfang was stunned. Shen Muyan exchanged a glance with her and nodded slightly, giving her tacit permission.

Wang Fangfang foolishly handed the clothes to Li Jiaqi and asked, "How can you tell?"

"I've had a lot of experience, so naturally I can tell!" Li Jiaqi pretended to rub the fabric between her index finger and thumb, putting on a professional act, and declared firmly, "The texture is wrong too! It's a knockoff!"