Young gallants from the five imperial tombs gather east of the Golden Market, crossing the spring breeze on white horses with silver saddles. Chapter 122: The Fate They Deserve (1)

For now, there wasn’t a better solution. Qin Lu had temporarily shaken off his persistent attention, but she still felt a bit reluctant to leave Xia Churan behind.

“Alright, alright, let’s go to the internet café and play all day today. But my car can’t fit so many people,” he said, pointing to his 640.

“No worries, I’ll take the bus with Churan,” Jin Hai hurriedly adjusted his glasses.

“No way, LuLu and I will squeeze into the back seat,” Xia Churan said, knowing the 640 was a four-seater, though the back was a bit cramped.

“Then we’ll all squeeze in together,” Jin Hai didn’t want to miss the chance to ride in a sports car.

But Fang Yu immediately refused him. “No, this is a coupe. The back seat is like a dog seat. If those two girls sit together back there, I’ll have to free up the front passenger seat. You can take the bus yourself.”

Xia Churan flicked her ponytail and teased in a coquettish tone, “Hmph, I don’t think you’re sincere. You don’t want to take the bus at all, just trying to get a free ride.”

Jin Hai hurriedly waved his hands. “No, no, I’ll take the bus then. Haha, by the way, where’s the address?”

Reluctantly, Fang Yu gave him the address of the snack street. The two girls climbed into the back seat of the 640, a little cramped but manageable since both were slender.

On the way back, he couldn’t help but complain, “Churan, why’d you let that four-eyed frog go to the snack street? Won’t it be annoying if he keeps coming to see you every day?”

Qin Lu agreed wholeheartedly. “Exactly, Senior Churan, you don’t actually like him, do you? Jin Hai is really annoying.”

Xia Churan smiled mysteriously. “Not at all. Heehee, I’m going to tell Zhu Wei to come block Jin Hai at the snack street. Let’s see if he dares show up again.”

“Haha, Master Zhu is going to become a thug again.”

Qin Lu felt a bit embarrassed, clinging to Xia Churan’s arm with an apologetic smile. “Luckily, we have Senior Churan. Otherwise, Jin Hai would still be pestering me every day.”

Xia Churan was secretly pleased. “No, if it weren’t for Jin Hai, I wouldn’t even know what it’s like to be cared for.” She glanced at Fang Yu, who was driving.

Fortunately, he was focused on the wheel and only gave a dry laugh without answering.

More than half an hour later, the 640 stopped at the entrance of the internet café. He got out and saw Zhao Bin’s Camaro and Cheng Chen’s Land Cruiser already there, probably here for lunch.

“Hmm, back so early? Hey, Qin Lu’s here too?” Zhao Bin waved at them from the refreshment bar where he was making bubble tea.

“Have you eaten? Where’s Cheng Chen?” He looked around.

“There, in the corner, watching a movie with Li Jing. Let’s eat together at noon. I was just about to order takeout on Baidu Waimai,” Zhao Bin said, waving his new phone.

Fang Yu nodded. “Yeah, you haven’t tried the new phone yet. Come on, let’s see what to order.”

“Hey, aren’t we waiting for Jin Hai?” Qin Lu looked puzzled.

“Waiting for him? Why? Are you craving his homemade pickles?” Fang Yu laughed and pulled the girl closer.

Hearing that, Qin Lu blushed. Meanwhile, Jin Hai was still bumping along on the crowded bus, heading toward the snack street.

Fang Yu took out his phone and opened the Baidu Waimai app. Although there weren’t many merchants onboard yet, most mainstream restaurants had already signed agreements.

“Hmm, let’s have Japanese food. Haven't had it in a while, and I’m craving it,” he said, looking at the others.

Xia Churan and Qin Lu liked the boy in front of them and were fine with whatever he wanted.

Zhao Bin nodded too. “Sounds good. I wonder if their A5 Wagyu is authentic. Probably not as good as Shen Mo Lan’s family’s cooking.”

“Ha, now you know who the rich daughter is?” Fang Yu teased.

“Shut up~” Zhao Bin rolled his eyes with mock annoyance.

“Who’s thinking about this lady here?” Just then, Shen Mo Lan, the heiress of a conglomerate, walked into the internet café in small heels, elegant and poised.

“Damn, speak of the devil, here comes Liu Bei,” Zhao Bin muttered.

“Mo Lan’s here? We’re ordering Japanese food. Want to join?” Xia Churan waved at her.

“Sure, I haven’t eaten yet. I was planning to ask you to eat with me. Hey, who’s this?” Shen Mo Lan noticed Qin Lu holding Fang Yu’s arm.

“Oh, she’s my girlfriend, Qin Lu,” Fang Yu said casually.

“Oh, so this is your girlfriend?” Shen Mo Lan nodded in surprise but saw Qin Lu’s shy demeanor and didn’t press further.

“LuLu, this is Churan’s friend, Shen Mo Lan, the rich daughter of the conglomerate, just like us, freshmen this year,” he introduced the girl beside him.

Qin Lu nodded shyly but sincerely looked at Shen Mo Lan. “I’m Qin Lu. We’re just here to hang out today. Sorry for any trouble.”

Shen Mo Lan waved her hand. “You’re overstating it. I’m just a guest too.”

“Alright, let’s order this. It should be enough,” Fang Yu said, looking at the order on his phone, which had already exceeded three hundred yuan.

After Fang Yu paid, his phone showed someone had accepted the order, with delivery expected in 35 minutes.

“Hey, really not waiting for Jin Hai?” Qin Lu looked up, confused.

“He’s got his family’s steamed buns and pickles. Who needs this?” Fang Yu laughed.

Hearing the name “four-eyed frog,” Shen Mo Lan frowned. “Jin Hai? The guy with glasses from last time? Why did you invite him again?”

Xia Churan pulled her aside. “Jin Hai is too annoying. I made him come. I’ll have Zhu Wei come too, hehe, to give him a proper welcome.”

During the day, Lu Zhen was on duty, Yan Hua was sleeping soundly in the adjoining room, and he had diligently made bubble tea for the girls and turned on several computers so they could comfortably watch movies.

Half an hour passed quickly, and soon Fang Yu’s phone rang.

“Hey, Boss Fang, your takeout has arrived.”

“Huh? Gun Gun? You’re delivering our order again?”

“Yes, I’m a veteran at Baidu Waimai, and I get priority for big orders.”

While they were talking, Shi Jicheng came in carrying a large delivery box, grinning as he handed the food to Fang Yu and the others.

After seeing Shi Jicheng out, the group sat at the internet café tables to eat lunch. The Japanese food was decent, especially the thick omelet and salmon.

“Full now. Where’s that four-eyed frog? Still not here?” Fang Yu checked his watch.

“Hehe, he’s here. Just wandering outside the snack street for a while. This lady was too lazy to go out and pick him up,” Xia Churan grinned mischievously, shaking her phone.

When Jin Hai finally pushed open the internet café door, dusty and weary, everyone had already finished lunch.

“Hehe, I’m here! This place is really nice, the air conditioning is so warm. Churan, you must be hungry. Here, I brought pickles and steamed buns.” He held out a plastic bag.

“Aw, we already ate. You almost starved waiting for you,” the girls pouted.

“Yeah, yeah, my bad. The bus was too slow. Haha, hello everyone, I’m Jin Hai. We met last time, right?” Jin Hai greeted the group cheerfully.