"Jin Jin, are you sure this certificate is really issued by the official department of that what duchy? It seems to me like it was made by some small factory here in China," Guo Ran said, holding Zheng Jingjing’s retrieved title certificate, inspecting it back and forth for quite some time.
Though it looked somewhat genuine and was fairly exquisite, let’s just say without mincing words, it might not even match the quality of the Honor Student certificates issued at the end of term by some private schools.
"How could that be possible! Look, it even has the official seal from their government department!"
Guo Ran certainly saw the seal, but some unscrupulous opportunists in China were desperately sick, daring to forge even authentic 985211 university graduation certificates, let alone one from an obscure little duchy.
"It’s not even for you!"
Zheng Jingjing snatched the title certificate back with a smile plastered on her face and approached Li Shuru.
"Shu Rui, happy birthday! Once I’m rich, I will definitely give you a huge present. Whatever you want, I’ll buy it for you," she said.
The three big lies among besties.
I’ll be ready in just a second.
We’re really breaking up this time.
I’ll buy it when I’m rich.
Xu Siyi couldn’t help but smile radiantly.
Though it was somewhat bittersweet, Li Shuru took the thoughtful gift quite seriously and with a measure of dignity.
"We’re sisters, no need for such formalities," Zheng Jingjing said nonchalantly.
Guo Ran couldn’t help but chuckle and shook her head.
After getting dolled up, the girls went out, of course taking Li Shuru’s Panamera.
"Shu Rui, aren’t we waiting for Jiang Chen?" asked Zheng Jingjing, who had always been hostile towards Jiang Chen, as she slid into the car.
Guo Ran looked surprised, "Jin Jin, why are you suddenly..."
"He’s got something on this afternoon; he’ll come by later," explained Li Shuru.
"I thought he was trying to bail!" Zheng Jingjing slammed the car door shut, "After you gave him that expensive watch last time, if he doesn’t show some appreciation this time, he’s going to have a problem with me!"
Guo Ran suddenly understood and smiled knowingly. No wonder she was suddenly being so kind.
The Panamera headed off campus.
Li Shuru had already made reservations. They would have dinner first and then discuss what other things they could do in the evening.
But as soon as the Panamera left the school gate, it had to stop.
The reason was simple: a swarm of supercars had surrounded the entrance of East Sea University.
McLaren, Lamborghini, Porsche, Aston Martin... Looking around, there were more than ten vehicles!
To say without exaggeration, it was enough to hold a small car show.
Li Shuru’s Panamera was already an eye-catcher at East Sea University, but at this moment, its luster was instantly stolen, rendering it practically invisible.
Not just pedestrians, but vehicles passing by also slowed down unanimously, wondering if they had stumbled upon a supercar club meet-up.
Even in the glittering East Sea, such a spectacle was indeed a rare sight.
Inside the Panamera, Zheng Jingjing’s eyes widened in stunned disbelief.
More than a dozen illustrious supercars in a fan formation blocked Li Shuru’s car.
The center of attention, surrounded by stars and moons, was a pitch-black bull.
The cool scissor doors opened from the inside, first revealing a pair of gray casual leather shoes, followed by the slim cut of trouser legs. Under the gaze of the crowd, a young man made his entrance, shining like the male protagonist of a refreshing tale.
Sitting in the passenger seat of the Palamera, Zheng Jingjing exclaimed in disbelief.
Dressed in tailor-made designer casual wear, with a dozen supercars serving as a backdrop, the owner of the ostentatious bull, the Crown Prince of the Fuli Group who had orchestrated the helicopter incident at noon, was indeed Sun Xi... no, Sun Xiyu.
He held a bouquet of fiery red roses in his hands, a soft and elegant smile on his face as he walked unhurriedly toward Li Shuru and the Palamera.
In every respect, he was the epitome of a perfect Prince Charming.
Many women passing by felt dizzy and undone, green with envy to the point of madness, resenting why it wasn’t themselves being confessed to.
Sitting in the back seat, Guo Ran couldn’t help but look over at her good sister in the driver’s seat.
Instead of coldly sitting in the car, indifferent, once Sun Xiyu had reached the front of the car, Li Shuru unbuckled her seatbelt and pushed the door to step out.
Zheng Jingjing was somewhat at a loss, unsure if she should follow suit.
"Shu Rui, happy birthday."
Sun Xiyu stopped in his steps and offered forward the bouquet, likely with hundreds of roses.
Li Shuru frowned slightly.
She got out of the car only out of basic politeness. After all, Sun Xiyu had always treated her with respect, and as a friend, she didn’t want to let him be embarrassed in public. If it were just a normal gift, she would have accepted it, but this was a rose.
Everyone knows what roses signify, even elementary school students.
"I thought I made myself clear last time."
Sun Xiyu remained unfazed, his gaze towards the girl was deeply affectionate.
"I’ve already lost you once, this time, I won’t let go easily."
This dialogue was a bit like something out of a domestic melodrama.
He pushed the roses forward once more.
Although Li Shuru didn’t want to end up no longer friends with everyone, as Sun Xiyu continued to press, she couldn’t keep backpedaling and compromising.
Just as she was about to speak up and refuse, the doors of those supercars opened one after another, and a group of extravagantly dressed young masters alighted. Standing next to their toys that ordinary people might only dream of, they carried an air of jaded sophistication yet bowed their heads in unison, seriously addressing Li Shuru as "sister-in-law."
What’s the ultimate goal of women chasing after brand cosmetics, handbags, and clothes?
Nothing but to satisfy vanity.
And the spectacle Sun Xiyu had laid out was enough to shatter the defenses of ninety-nine percent of women.
Sitting in the Palamera’s passenger seat, Zheng Jingjing, who had a more direct feeling facing the wealthy supercar owners, subconsciously thought that if it were her, she would have certainly surrendered.
But Li Shuru was not dazed by any of Sun Xiyu’s combination moves. Not only did she not waver, but her frown deepened.
"By doing this, you’re just ensuring that we can’t even be friends."
Upon hearing this, Sun Xiyu’s brow furrowed, and his smile lessened as he looked at the increasingly cold face of the girl.
When it came to wooing a girl, he truly lacked experience; after all, in the past, girls were always tripping over themselves to throw themselves at him. These tactics were taught to him by a good buddy.
When the friend imparted these methods, he slapped his chest and guaranteed success, certain to win her over, but now the result was the complete opposite of what he had claimed.
Shu Rui didn’t even give him a passing glance.
Just as the scene fell into a deadlock, someone stepped forward.
"Young Master Sun, you didn’t need to make such a grand gesture just to apologize, did you?"
Xu Siyi got out of the car and approached with a bright smile, standing beside Li Shuru and taking the fiery red bouquet from Sun Xiyu’s hand, lowering her head to sniff them.
"The flowers are really beautiful, I’ll accept them for Shu Rui."