The young nobles of Wuling in the eastern gold market, On silver saddles and white horses, they ride through the spring breeze. Chapter 121: Give it to me.

The next morning, yawning as he got out of bed, he was washing his hair and just starting to blow-dry it when Summer Chen dashed into his room, her eyes sparkling as she twirled around with a bright smile.

“Look, isn’t it nice? You gave it to me last time.”

He looked up to see the young girl had tied her long black hair into a high ponytail, which gave her a lively, energetic vibe. She wore a slate-gray coat paired with ankle boots that made her legs look long and slender. Summer Chen had even added a red bow to her ponytail, making her appear all the more radiant and charming.

“Mmm, it looks great.” He had to admit, the girl before him was truly a beauty. Red was a color that didn’t suit just anyone—if your skin was even slightly dark, it would only make you look duller. But her porcelain complexion was perfect for it.

He sped off in his 640-horsepower car toward Qin Lu’s school. Having heard he was coming, Qin Lu was already waiting downstairs outside her dormitory.

“Waited long? Be careful not to catch a cold in this chilly weather,” he said with a smile as he got out of the car.

“I missed you. I wanted to see you first thing. Hey, Senior Summer Chen is here too?” Qin Lu looked at Summer Chen curiously as she climbed out of the passenger seat.

“Oh, Jin Hai asked her to come along,” he quickly explained.

Qin Lu nodded and grabbed Summer Chen’s arm.

“Wow, Senior Summer Chen looks so pretty today! Ugh, I’m too short.”

Summer Chen played along like a typical plastic best friend, grabbing Qin Lu’s arm in return.

“No way, Lulu, you’re just adorably petite. I’m so big, no one would like me,” she teased, shooting him a glance.

Fang Yu let out a dry chuckle and waved his fingers toward a distance.

“Alright, enough mutual flattery. Here comes the four-eyed frog.”

In the distance, Jin Hai, who seemed a bit plumper, ran over panting, glasses slipping down his nose, clutching a black bag.

“Summer Chen, you’re here! Hungry? I brought steamed buns and fermented bean curd especially for you—can’t find these anywhere else.”

Summer Chen flicked her ponytail haughtily.

“I’m not eating that. It’s winter, and they’re as hard as stones. Mmm, I want hot milk tea.”

Fang Yu was about to step out to buy some, but Qin Lu stopped him.

“Hey, Fang Yu, where are you going?”

He came back to his senses and sheepishly glanced at the girl.

“Heh, just grabbing something for you.”

Fortunately, the Tianxing S1 he had given Qin Lu was in the back seat. He hurriedly took a few steps, opened the door, and pulled out a gift box.

“Here, take a look. Do you like it?”

Qin Lu opened the box and gasped.

“Oh my god, it’s a phone? So beautiful! And this watch is mine too? It must be expensive. The last one you gave me is still fine—why waste so much?”

Summer Chen smiled as she chimed in.

“No, no, Fang Yu’s got skills—he gave us each one.” She waved her own phone for emphasis.

“Hey, Fang Yu, did you buy this many? Hmm, does Cheng Chen have one too?”

“Ah, uh, yeah. They’re gifts from business friends,” he muttered, nodding awkwardly.

“Good, I was worried you spent a fortune on them,” Qin Lu said happily, clutching her phone.

Summer Chen took the chance to slip away from Jin Hai’s pestering, helping Qin Lu swap the SIM card and set up the phone inside the car. Fang Yu pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit one, lazily exhaling smoke nearby.

Jin Hai watched enviously.

“Heh heh, Fang Yu, do you have any of those phones left?”

Fang Yu glanced at the bespectacled man.

“Let me think… I should have a few left. I got ten at the time.”

Hearing that, Jin Hai’s eyes lit up.

“Really? Could you give me one? I’ll treat you to my family’s fermented bean curd!” He thrust the black bag forward.

Fang Yu caught a whiff of the moldy tofu scent and quickly stepped back, waving his hand.

“No thanks. Wait, you’re trying to trade fermented bean curd and pickles for my phone?”

Jin Hai nodded confidently.

“Look, you’re so rich, one more phone won’t hurt. It’d just sit there otherwise. Give it to me! Don’t worry, when Summer Chen and I get married, you’ll have a seat at the main table!”

He burst out laughing, incredulous that this bespectacled fellow could scheme so shamelessly.

“Tsk, this phone is a prototype—not even on the market yet. You can’t buy it with money.” He shook the phone teasingly.

He thought Jin Hai would back off, but clearly, he underestimated his confidence.

“But my mom makes the pickles herself. They’re not sold anywhere else. That’s worth more than a phone, right? Besides, I’m inviting you to the main table. In our village, that’s for important people.”

Fang Yu was stunned by Jin Hai’s shamelessness; this four-eyed frog was even more brazen than Baozi. Just as he was about to mock him further, Summer Chen finished setting up Qin Lu’s phone. The two girls stepped out of the car, smiling as they approached.

“Hey, what are you talking about?”

“Oh, Jin Hai wants to trade his family’s pickles for this phone,” Fang Yu said deliberately loud.

Summer Chen frowned, casting a disdainful glance at Jin Hai.

“I thought a college student like you would have some backbone. How come you’re begging Fang Yu now?”

“Heh, this guy’s trying to get his meal standing up,” Fang Yu added with a smirk.

Jin Hai’s face flushed bright red. Being called out like that by a young woman was humiliating.

“Who says that? I’m just looking. This phone isn’t even that good, not as good as mine.” He pulled out his old Nokia 1110 and fiddled with it.

Not wanting to waste time on such a clueless guy, Fang Yu waved toward Qin Lu.

“Lulu, let’s go. Don’t disturb their date.”

Qin Lu obediently nodded, but Summer Chen wasn’t pleased. Hearing the word “date” made Jin Hai even more excited; his short arms itched to wrap around the girl’s slim waist.

“Mmm, Fang Yu, where are you guys going?” Summer Chen twisted her body in displeasure.

“Ah, I don’t know yet. It’s so cold, nowhere to go. Maybe back to the internet cafe.”

Jin Hai kept his eyes glued to Summer Chen.

“Heh heh, Summer Chen, I’ve got it all planned. Today’s Valentine’s Day. We’ll take a walk around school in the morning. I brought my family’s pickles for lunch—they’re delicious. Then in the afternoon, you can come with me to class. My classmates have never seen you before.”

Summer Chen pouted, acting spoiled.

“No way. It’s freezing; I’ll go back to the internet cafe. I have to be on duty for this Mr. Fang in the afternoon.”

Jin Hai nodded eagerly.

“Oh, okay, then I’ll go too. There’s PE in the afternoon, and I don’t want to go. Heh, I’ve never been to your school, Summer Chen.”

Fang Yu, hearing this, didn’t want to bring this four-eyed frog to the snack street. If Jin Hai found out the address, he’d never stop pestering Summer Chen.