"Mr. Lin, it's better to leave some room for yourself in everything. This is a magical city after all." Ye Jinyan said in a nonchalant manner.
"Haha... That's it." After saying that, Lin Ze glanced at Ye Jinyan, picked up the documents on the table and handed them to Mark beside him, turned around and left here directly.
……
Jiang Nansun, who was listening to the class in the classroom, looked at the book in his hand a little absent-mindedly, and unconsciously flipped through the textbook in his hand from time to time.
Compared with the usual concentration, he doesn't look like the same person at all, especially today, he didn't come over early to take up a seat, but randomly chose an unoccupied seat in the back row.
This made Fang Ling, who often went to class with her, a little confused. Fang Ling quickly raised his head and glanced at the teacher on the stage, and asked in a low voice: "Nansun, what's wrong with you?"
"Huh?" Jiang Nansun said somewhat dullly: "It's nothing."
Fang Ling's eyes flashed with intelligence, "Did you have a quarrel with your guy?"
Jiang Nansun looked at the textbook with empty eyes, and looked at the contents of the textbook with empty eyes.
"Alas..." Fang Ling saw that Jiang Nansun didn't want to say more, and the gossip he had just aroused fell in vain.
After all, she is still very curious about Jiang Nansun's rumored rich second-generation boyfriend.
Fang Ling was sure that it wasn't just her, but all the girls in Shanghai University who had heard about this incident were also interested in Lin Ze.
But how did Lin Ze make Jiang Nansun unhappy?
The next day.
Jiang Nansun looked at the blank message column again and sighed with some disappointment.
The third day.
Jiang Nansun looked at the same information column as yesterday, typed a few words with his fingers, and deleted them immediately without waiting for the words to be finished.
The fourth day...
……
It wasn't until a full week had passed since Jiang Nansun returned home that when Jiang Nansun came out of the teaching building after finishing his lunch class, he saw Lin Ze leaning on a silver-gray sports car.
Jiang Nansun wanted to run over uncontrollably and plunge into Lin Ze's arms, but his inner reserve and Lin Ze's neglect this week made Jiang Nansun suppress this thought.
Although Jiang Nansun restrained himself from running over, he looked straight at Lin Ze.
"Wow! Is that the sports car that came to pick you up last time?" Fang Ling's eyes were immediately attracted to the sports car behind Lin Ze.
But it’s not surprising that Fang Ling looked at that car so obsessively. After all, this sports car is the Lamborghini Santanavio that Lin Ze just shipped from the United States. This sports car was launched to commemorate Lamborghini’s birthday and is limited to 40 units worldwide.
The prototype of Hot Rod in Transformers is this car. This car was bought by Lin Ze at an auction.
Jiang Nansun shook his head and said: "It's not this one, the one last time was pure black."
Although Jiang Nansun didn't mean to show off when he said this, it still made Fang Ling beside him a little speechless.
Be good!
There is more than one such top-notch supercar, right?!
"Are you still angry?" Lin Ze looked at Jiang Nansun who was one step away from him with a small face and smiled.
Jiang Nansun cockily turned his head away from Lin Ze.
Isn’t it right to be angry with you?
"Well..." At the moment when Jiang Nansun was stunned, his whole body returned to an unusually familiar embrace.
This familiar taste and feeling made Jiang Nansun a little addicted, but when he thought of what happened before, Jiang Nansun resisted and wanted to break away from Lin Ze's arms.
Lin Ze whispered in Jiang Nansun's ear: "Your friend is watching right now, can you give me some face? When you get back, I will kneel on the washboard for you."
Jiang Nansun snorted in his heart, it would be better if I let you, a big scumbag, kneel on the durian!
However, considering that there were so many people watching around, I decided to save some face for Lin Ze.
After all, it was in public. After Lin Ze was full for a while, he let go of Jiang Nansun, took Jiang Nansun's little hand in his, looked at Fang Ling who was looking at him with fiery eyes, and said to Jiang Nansun, "Won't you introduce him to me?" Fang Ling didn't wait for Jiang Nansun to speak, and proactively stretched out his hand to Lin Ze and introduced himself: "I am in the same class as Nansun, and I am also her best friend in school, Fang Ling."
"Hello, I am Lin Ze, the boyfriend of your best friend Jiang Nansun."
"Haha... Do rich people talk so interestingly?" Fang Ling said with a smile.
She originally thought that Lin Ze would ignore her. After all, the second-generation rich people on the Internet looked very proud.
I didn’t expect Lin Ze’s words to be so interesting.
Lin Ze smiled and said: "Thank you for your compliment, but I may have to borrow Nansun for a while."
"Uh... If you have time next time, Nansun and I will treat you to dinner together."
Fang Ling smiled and nodded, waving to Jiang Nansun beside him, "Nansun, I'll leave first."
After speaking, Fang Ling said to Lin Ze: "I remember what you said! And remember not to bully Nansun again!"
Lin Ze looked at Fang Ling who left here briskly and said, "This friend of yours seems to be a nice person!"
Jiang Nansun said bitterly: "Then do you want me to introduce her to you and let her be your little wife?"
Lin Ze put Jiang Nansun's hand against his heart and vowed: "The place I have here is very small and can only accommodate two people."
"Hmph..." Jiang Nansun snorted, a man's mouth is so deceptive!
Rich men are just as good at lying as beautiful women!
"What about Black Widow?"
"What about Anne Hathaway?"
Lin Ze smiled awkwardly, almost forgetting that there was such a thing, and quickly explained: "Those are all written randomly by those in the news. They will write anything just to get clicks. You must not believe them.
Nonsense."
Jiang Nansun said quietly: "Really?"
"Really." Lin Ze did not give Jiang Nansun a chance to continue, and changed the subject: "I will take you to a place later."
"Where? Aren't you going to meet some big star again?" Jiang Nansun asked reluctantly.
Lin Ze thoughtfully opened the passenger door for Jiang Nansun, "No."
"Would you like to take a guess? It's a place related to both of us?" Lin Ze sat in the driver's seat, put on his seat belt and looked at Jiang Nansun and teased.
Jiang Nansun thought for a while and looked at Lin Ze with excitement, "Can't it be...did you really buy it?"
Lin Ze nodded and said: "Of course...I will definitely do what I promised you."
Jiang Nansun asked anxiously: "Where did you buy it? How big is it? How much did it cost?"
Lin Ze interrupted helplessly: "How about keeping a little bit of mystery?"
As he was talking, he happened to arrive at the entrance of Shanghai University. Lin Ze waved to the guard in a friendly manner, and the guard smiled and pressed the button to let Lin Ze out.
"By the way...I haven't asked you how this car came in?" Jiang Nansun looked at this scene with some curiosity.
She remembered that Modu University did not allow outside vehicles to enter, so how could Lin Ze's car be driven in?