814: Yu Qian Plays An Lin

Yu Qian Plays An Lin

At first, when Wei Zimu gave her a bag, An Lin's heart shrank a little.2

She had heard that many rich people would send clothes, bags, and kidnap people to bed before changing to another beauty to pursue.

In her heart, she wanted to marry into the Wei family and be a young mistress. She did not want to become a temporary plaything for him. Later on, Wei Zimu often gave her things, but he did not even touch her, which relieved her.

It seemed that Wei Zimu really liked her and did not treat her as a plaything.

However, as time passed, An Lin began to panic.

According to her understanding of men, even if they restrained themselves at first, they would be very anxious later on. However, this young master of the Wei family did not even hold her hand, let alone sleep with her.

"Junior, what's wrong?" Yu Qian turned around and smiled at An Lin.

"Senior, I realized that you quite like to send emoticons when you chat." An Lin lowered her head shyly and quickly found a topic.

"Really? Why didn't I notice?" Yu Qian looked at the shy An Lin, his eyes cold, and his tone was gentle and affectionate. "I probably sent more emoticons when I was chatting with you."

"Huh?" An Lin looked up at the right time. Starlight fell from her eyes, making her look pure and alluring.

"I heard that you're going out for an outing with your roommates next week." Yu Qian stopped talking and changed the topic. "I'm going on a business trip and can't accompany you. I'll give you a gift."

"What gift?" An Lin was really looking forward to Yu Qian's gift.

Yu Qian opened his palm and there was a key lying inside. The trident picture on the key was shining.

An Lin was so surprised that she could not maintain her usual reservedness. "Is this for me?"

The An family was actually considered a rich family in the area, but Father An and Mother An had always been strict. Other than fulfilling their studies' requirements, they did not agree to anything else.

A girl in An Lin's year received a BMW from her boyfriend, which attracted the envy of countless girls in the school.

Now that Yu Qian had actually given her a Maserati, An Lin could imagine how envious everyone would be of her if she went out with her roommates next week.

"This is too expensive, Senior. How can I accept it?" An Lin waved her hand, her face filled with rejection.

Yu Qian curled his lips and placed the keys in An Lin's bag. "It's just a car. It's not much money. Take it as my apology. If you don't accept it, it means that you won't forgive me."

"Then, okay." An Lin timidly grabbed Yu Qian's sleeve. "Thank you, Senior. I'll drive this car first. Come and take it back whenever you want."

"Okay." Yu Qian nodded and called the chauffeur over. "Let the chauffeur send you home. I have to go back to the company to settle something. That car will be sent to your school tomorrow."

"Mm, bye, Senior." An Lin held the car keys and smiled shyly at Yu Qian. Then, she suddenly thought of something. "Aiya!! I forgot. I brought you something."

As An Lin spoke, she took out a bag from her bag and handed it to Yu Qian. "Senior, I baked these biscuits myself. I heard you say that you liked to eat these yesterday. Compared to your gift, this one of mine is really unpresentable. However, this is a token of my sincerity. Thank you for taking care of me."

Yu Qian avoided the place where An Lin had pinched and brought the bag over. "Junior, you're so virtuous. In my opinion, your gift is a hundred times more precious than my tacky car."

An Lin smiled and waved at Yu Qian before turning to leave with a confident expression.

She had specially signed up for a professional training class on how to catch rich people. It said, "It's very simple to subdue a man. If he has not touched a woman, then take off his clothes. If he is experienced, then slowly cook it."

To a man like Wei Zimu, who was used to seeing the daughters of rich families, a little naivety and a meal personally made by him were enough to make him fall in love.

An Lin raised an eyebrow smugly. So what if I'm not as good-looking as An Rao? I can still make the young master of the Wei family loyal to me.

The car An Lin was in gradually disappeared from sight. Yu Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, took off the suit that An Lin had touched, and threw it on the street tramp.

The tramp was watching the couple entanglement with his legs crossed. Before he could sigh at the declining world, his face was blurred by a high-end custom-made suit.

What followed was a bag of biscuits that was thrown in front of him. Yu Qian casually threw it, and some of the biscuits had already scattered on the ground.

However, the hungry tramp did not care if it was dirty. He grabbed the biscuits on the ground and ate them.

Biscuits with all sorts of exquisite styles entered the tramp's stomach.

"Burp." After eating his fill, the tramp looked at the tall young man who had walked away and sighed in confusion. "You don't even want such a delicious biscuit. You're really rich."

Day and night alternated, and a new day pushed the wheels of time to the world.

There was always some gloomy rain in the autumn. It was an autumn rain and a cold one. Xia Wanyuan woke up and stretched her arms. When she touched the coldness in the air, she instantly had goosebumps.

Fortunately, the little dumpling in her arms and Jun Shiling behind her were warm. Xia Wanyuan hurriedly retracted her hand.

"Jun Yin, get up and go to school." Jun Shiling's voice came from behind.

Xia Wanyuan turned around and looked at him reproachfully. "He's not awake yet. What's wrong with letting him sleep a little more?"

"He's not awake?" Jun Shiling looked at Xiao Bao's eyes, which were rolling even though they were closed, and snorted softly. "If you don't get up soon, you won't have any milk candy to eat this year."

The next second, Xiao Bao instantly jumped out of bed. "I'm going to wash up. Good morning, Daddy and Mommy."

Under the urging of the milk candy, Xiao Bao instantly ran out of bed and strode to wash up.

Xia Wanyuan was about to get up too, but Jun Shiling reached out to hug her waist. "Sleep a while more. You slept late yesterday."

"Xiao Bao is already up. As his mother, I have to set an example." Xia Wanyuan patted Jun Shiling's arm. "Quick, find me clothes. Can I wear a sweater today?"

The clothes in her previous life were grand and beautiful, but Xia Wanyuan also liked modern clothes. The myriad of designs and all kinds of clothes made her look forward to the clothes she wore every day.

"Okay, okay, okay," Jun Shiling said, but his body did not move. He rested his chin on Xia Wanyuan's shoulder and gently sniffed the faint fragrance on her.

"I'll go myself," Xia Wanyuan said and was about to get up.

Jun Shiling pressed her down. "How can I trouble you, Your Highness? I'll go." With that, Jun Shiling got out of bed reluctantly.

The temperature was indeed lower today. Jun Shiling had the manor's stylist specially choose a set to keep Xia Wanyuan warm.

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