Pursuing Her Best Friend after Confession Failed-Chapter 178 - 112: When Dreams Merge with Reality (Two in One, Seeking Subscriptions)_3

Chapter 178: Chapter 112: When Dreams Merge with Reality (Two in One, Seeking Subscriptions)_3

He breathed a sigh of relief, secretly giving himself a thumbs-up for his cleverness.

With writing a book as an excuse, I can set my phone to silent or airplane mode more often, reducing the risk of a battleground erupting. At this critical juncture, if a real battleground were to occur, I’d have no confidence I could hold onto any of the three women. No, wait, I should probably add Little Moon to that count.

When it came to Zhong Tingyue, Li Yuan sometimes did not know how to face her.

Although right after my rebirth, I thought about pursuing Zhong Tingyue in college—the aloof Goddess who was Bai Weixi’s roommate and best friend. But after meeting Xia Zhijin and Jiang Zhiyu, I completely abandoned that idea. Yet, by some twist of fate, one encounter after another led to this... Zhong Tingyue, the breathtaking Moonlight Goddess who could make any man’s heart pound, has caused our relationship to advance by leaps and bounds since that night on the athletic field. She’s even started calling and messaging me to chat...

When Li Yuan arrived where his sports car was parked, a few girls with decent looks were already taking selfies around it.

"Wow, this sports car is so cool! Yanyan, hurry up and take a picture of me."

"Hehe, okay, got it! Now you take one of me. This car’s design looks so futuristic."

"When did our school get a super-rich kid like this? I’d love to meet them."

"Dream on. The kind of rich kid who drives a luxury car like this probably wouldn’t even give us the time of day. We could throw ourselves at him, and he might not even look our way."

"What are you talking about, you silly girl? I just want to make an approachable friend... one who happens to be worth billions."

Li Yuan approached the two vain girls and said politely, "Excuse me, ladies, could you make some room?"

Xu Yanyan, who was excitedly taking photos, was interrupted by Li Yuan and retorted irritably, "I’m taking pictures here. What business is it of yours?"

The other girl chimed in, "Exactly. Yanyan, ignore him. Take a few more of me."

Li Yuan watched the scene unfold with great amusement. A joke I saw on social media in my past life is actually happening to me. Is this the legendary charm of a supercar?

"Ladies, are you done? I need to leave," he said.

Xu Yanyan rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Could you be any more annoying? I already have a boyfriend, so stop hitting on me."

"Can’t you guys come up with a more original way to hit on girls? It’s so tiresome."

Li Yuan was rendered even more speechless. Can a top student from a 985 university really be this toxic? Did she get in through the back door? Or do character, values, and personality have nothing to do with one’s education and IQ?

Li Yuan could not be bothered with these two gold diggers. He simply took out his Lamborghini key and pressed the button.

Xu Yanyan asked, puzzled, "Huh? Why did the car just light up?"

The other girl seemed to realize something. Staring at Li Yuan in shock, she asked, "Is this your car?"

Li Yuan sneered, walked directly to the driver’s side, and opened the futuristic scissor doors.

He got in, turned the key, and the thundering roar of the Lamborghini’s engine filled the air, startling the two girls who were still standing by the car, dumbfounded.

Xu Yanyan finally understood what was happening. She walked over to Li Yuan’s side, flirtatiously tossed her hair, and said in a coy voice, "Hey, handsome, I don’t actually have a boyfriend. Can I get your number?"

Li Yuan smirked. Were girls this materialistic back in 2008?

"Sorry, your looks don’t qualify you for my contact information," he said.

With that, the immense power of the engine surged, and the car shot forward, leaving the two girls stomping their feet in anger.

"What’s he so arrogant about? It’s just a trashy sports car. It’s ugly as sin and not nearly as good-looking as a Maserati."

"Hmph! That guy is such a jerk. So what if he drives some trashy sports car? It’s some unknown brand I’ve never even heard of."

"You’re right, Sisi. Driving some crappy, no-name car doesn’t make him special. Let’s post about him online and let the sisterhood tear him to shreds."

"Then it’s settled. What a disgusting jerk. Let’s doxx him."

...

Driving the brand-new Lamborghini, Li Yuan enjoyed the stares and sneaky photos from passersby, feeling secretly smug.

Knowing a super-rich and beautiful girl like Little Fish was definitely worth it. She let me achieve my supercar dream ahead of schedule. The only problem is that this Lamborghini is too flashy and doesn’t suit my low-profile temperament. People take pictures of me everywhere I go.

This, Li Yuan mused, was a happy problem to have. The design of the Lamborghini Reventón was too futuristic, quite ahead of its time in 2008.

After some thought, Li Yuan decided to drive the car back to Jinxiu Villas. It would be more convenient to leave it there, since that was his real home.

He parked the Lamborghini in the spot that came with his house and took a moment to examine it carefully.

Opening the front storage compartment, he found an exquisite Louis Vuitton men’s bag inside.

Huh? Did Little Fish leave this in the car? But why is it a men’s bag?

Curious, Li Yuan opened it. Inside the LV bag were several documents, including the vehicle ownership certificate and the user manual. When Li Yuan read the certificate, he was stunned again. He chuckled to himself.

Little Fish... she actually registered it directly in my name?

...

When he got home, his sister, Li Zixia, was still at school.

The first thing Li Yuan did was call Xia Zhijin, worried she might have misunderstood from their earlier conversation while he was in the car.