Zhang Haoyu mimicked Liu Xuan’s exaggerated expression from the movie "Mermaid" and shouted loudly, "It’s not about whether she’s pretty or not, she’s truly one of those rare kinds!"
Looking at Zhang Haoyu, who was possessed by the drama queen, his friends burst into laughter.
"Alright, Lele is almost here, stop joking around!"
"OK OK! It’s your birthday today, we’ll all listen to you."
As the group laughed and joked, a bright and dazzling light flashed across, illuminating the entire courtyard.
Everyone’s gaze shifted towards it.
In the tranquil night, a white car slowly drove through the gate.
The car had sleek and elegant lines, exuding luxury and grandeur.
The pure and sophisticated white paint emitted a cold aura in the night.
"Wow, a Bentley Continental GT? My dream car! Whose car is this?"
"Over three million Yuan, who has such strength? And it has Shanghai plates."
"Yaoyao, is it your friend’s?"
Ding Yao shook her head blankly, "I only invited you guys and a few college classmates, I’ve never seen anyone drive a Bentley."
The car wheels slowly rolled over the damp ground, making a faint and deep "swoosh" sound.
It gradually stopped at a parking spot near the gate.
The engine’s roar gradually subsided.
Moments later, the passenger door was gently pushed open.
A tall and graceful figure stepped out.
Wearing a simple and elegant V-neck dress which clung to her graceful curves, its hem slightly swayed, reflecting a velvety sheen.
On her shoulders was a casually draped Chanel cape, wrapping around her like soft clouds.
Her features were bright and attractive, with delicate and elegant makeup.
Her thick black hair flowed over her shoulders, with slightly curled ends giving off a lazy vibe.
She stood quietly in the night, her gaze slightly lowered, yet she seemed to shine, dazzling and eye-catching.
Duan Fang’s previously smiling expression froze instantly, blurting out, "Qian Lele!?"
"Lele?" Ding Yao’s eyes widened in disbelief.
The surrounding people started murmuring.
"She is Qian Lele? She’s really beautiful! No wonder Haoyu likes her."
"No, she...she looks different from before. Also, that Bentley Continental..."
"The dress she’s wearing is Chanel’s new summer collection, it costs over forty thousand."
Looking at Qian Lele, who was like a rose in the wind.
Zhang Haoyu’s face showed a stunning expression, and he instinctively took a step forward.
At that moment, with a "click", the driver’s door was opened.
A tall figure dressed in a dark suit stood up and casually closed the car door.
He walked gracefully and calmly toward Qian Lele.
His gaze swept towards the villa’s gate.
A few girls suddenly felt their hearts racing.
His refined features, tall and straight figure, and his noble and elegant demeanor were like jade.
The humid evening breeze blew, his black hair brushed against his deep eyes, giving a sense of pure restraint in the night.
Outstanding beyond measure.
He stood quietly beside Qian Lele, yet he attracted everyone’s attention.
Zhang Haoyu stood there dazed, his playful smile gradually faded, and his steps halted.
Beside him, Du Jiao’s eyelids twitched as she looked at the boy next to Qian Lele with a fiery gaze, full of fantasies.
He was by far the most aesthetically pleasing boy she had come across in reality.
Especially his appearance when stepping out of the Bentley Continental, it seemed like a novel’s male protagonist coming to life.
Full of enchanting dream-like feelings.
Qian Lele lifted her head, pursed her lips, and softly greeted, "Good evening, Yaoyao."
She was very nervous and anxious, being the center of attention. But with Tang Song’s appearance, that feeling instantly disappeared.
Along with it, her mood relaxed.
"Good evening, Lele, you are..." Ding Yao took a deep breath, looking up at the boy beside her, "is this the friend you mentioned?"
Oh my god! The Attractive Man in a Bentley!
Lele! I thought you were an oblivious little lamb, turns out you’ve hidden so well!
If we weren’t good friends, I’d be jealous to the point of breaking apart right now!
Qian Lele responded with a soft "uh-huh", her cheeks turning a bit red.
Tang Song revealed a faint smile, voluntarily introducing himself, "Hello, I am Tang Song."
"Hello... I am Ding Yao, welcome to my birthday party."
"Happy birthday." Tang Song smiled and handed over the gift box.
"Thank you!" Ding Yao, feeling slightly overwhelmed, accepted it with both hands.
Beside her, Qian Lele also handed over her gift, "Happy birthday, Yaoyao."
"Thank you, Lele." Ding Yao hurriedly gestured, "Come on in, let’s chat inside while eating."
"Okay." Qian Lele nodded and walked forward with Tang Song.
Noticing Duan Fang in the crowd, Qian Lele paused for a moment but then continued without stopping.
As Qian Lele walked past her, surrounded by an aura of wealth.
Duan Fang looked down, her face changing expressions, her eyes flickering.
She couldn’t understand how this college classmate suddenly became .
And this boy, and the Bentley.
She suddenly had a strong intuition that Qian Lele was about to rise.
If they hadn’t fallen out, she would definitely rush over now and cling tightly to this big leg.
After she soared, she might also benefit.
But now it’s too late to say anything!
Thinking of this, a thick jealousy and regret surged in her heart.