Chapter 5 Sending the Goddess Home
In the large private room where Class 6 of Year 3 was, it was very quiet. He Siming’s face was as red as a monkey’s bottom. He was thinking about how he had been showing off earlier, talking in detail about the Porsche 911 Turbo S and getting praised by An Liang for it. That feeling was awful. He Siming suddenly felt like a dog!
He finally understood what An Liang had meant when he had praised him earlier – it was probably sarcasm, mocking him for knowing so much but not being able to afford it. He Siming clenched his fists tightly, his face changing expression repeatedly before he relaxed his grip.
As he had said earlier, who on earth would buy the top configuration of a Porsche 911?
Probably a wealthy big shot!
Besides, with the price of around 3 million, He Siming realized that An Liang and he were from completely different social classes. Trying to compete with An Liang was probably setting himself up for embarrassment.
The atmosphere in the large room stayed silent for almost half a minute before Zhou Kang suddenly realized and said, “Damn! That car is actually An Liang’s?”
Zhou Kang continued, “Yeah, yeah! The license plate of that car is Sheng A·AL888. Isn’t it a homophone for ‘An Liang Fa Fa Fa,’ which means this guy is so rich?”
When Zhou Kang finished speaking, everyone looked towards Li Xiyan. They had never understood why Li Xiyan was so interested in An Liang, whether it was in the class group chat before or now, when she sat next to him voluntarily.
When An Liang revealed that the Porsche 911 Turbo S was his, their doubts seemed to have found an answer. Li Xiyan, facing her classmates’ suspicious gazes, did not explain anything. She also didn’t know much about An Liang’s situation. The reason she was close to him was simply because he didn’t annoy her like He Siming did.
After a while, An Liang returned to the private room, and the way everyone looked at him changed immediately. Some girls even stared at him with burning eyes, but An Liang went straight back to Li Xiyan’s side.
After An Liang sat down, Sun Feifei was the first to ask, “So that car really is yours?”
An Liang nodded.
“Yes.”
“Over 3 million?” Sun Feifei asked again.
“Actually, it was a bit less than that. The final price without the license plate was 2.9 million,” An Liang replied.
“Does it matter?” Sun Feifei complained.
“It does! There’s a difference of 100,000, and that’s quite a lot,” An Liang said and smiled as he replied.
That 100,000 was about half a month’s worth of his salary!
After Sun Feifei finished speaking, Li Xiyan waited for the conversation to end before she spoke.
“If I told you that I didn’t know your family was so rich, would you believe me?”
“Yes,” An Liang responded firmly.
He truly believed her!
Although An Liang’s family was not poor—they owned a small construction company with assets over 10 million—there was no way they could buy him a nearly 3-million-dollar sports car.
Besides, this sports car came from the Life Winner System. Before today, An Liang didn’t even know it existed. So, he naturally believed Li Xiyan.
Li Xiyan seemed to relax and lowered her voice. “I’m sorry about what happened before. I just really disliked that He Siming. I hope you can forgive me.”
An Liang had already guessed that Li Xiyan was using him as a shield. A top beauty like her, why would she like someone as ordinary as him? It must be a dream.
“I know,” An Liang smiled and replied.
An Liang and Li Xiyan chatted and laughed, while the expressions of their classmates were mixed. The girls seemed to sigh, realizing that An Liang, a prime catch, was already out of their reach. The boys sighed as well, feeling that Li Xiyan seemed to be already An Liang’s.
He Siming remained silent after An Liang returned. He completely stopped talking, and if it weren’t for him organizing the gathering, he probably would have left early.
In fact, the gathering ended quickly. Eating hotpot took only about an hour, and the second round of karaoke, which was originally planned, was not even mentioned.
With An Liang, the big fish, present, the boys instinctively resisted being with him, as being around him made them feel inferior. After the class gathering ended, everyone paid their own share. An Liang didn’t try to pay for everyone. At times like this, trying to pay for everything wouldn’t win him any affection; instead, people would just think he was showing off. Human nature was strange!
“Shall I give you a ride?” An Liang looked at Li Xiyan and asked.
Li Xiyan met An Liang’s aesthetic standards perfectly—she was pure and sweet, with a height of 1.68 meters and fair skin. An Liang liked her type.
In such a case, why wouldn’t he take the initiative?
Sometimes, when anyone took the initiative, a story began!
“Sure,” Li Xiyan said and didn’t pretend to be coy. She agreed immediately.
An Liang politely opened the passenger door of the Porsche 911 Turbo S, and Li Xiyan got in. This scene was captured by the other classmates, who might have cursed them inwardly, but they could only do so in their minds.