Lin Qingxue naturally took Jiang Cheng's right hand and carefully examined the Patek Philippe on his wrist.
She looked shocked. "Jiang Cheng, does this watch really cost more than ten million? Yesterday I thought it looked amazing, but I never imagined it was that expensive."
As Lin Qingxue stared at the watch, her thoughts surged like mountains and seas, yet she didn't dare let any other intention show on her face.
Even though her heart was already burning with excitement.
Yesterday's ride in Jiang Cheng's porsche 918 had kept her fantasizing all night.
Her mind was haunted by that intoxicating sense of vanity and the damnable charm Jiang Cheng exuded.
And now she was told the watch on Jiang Cheng's wrist was worth ten million.
What kind of family could afford a watch like this?
Looking at Jiang Cheng again, Lin Qingxue felt the gap between rich and poor in society.
Some people spend their whole lives earning money, only for one illness to wipe it out overnight, even plunging them into debt.
Yet here was Jiang Cheng, driving a ten-million supercar and wearing a twenty-million watch.
Lin Qingxue couldn't help but gaze at Jiang Cheng with envy.
If her family's situation were placed in Jiang Cheng's household, it would probably be nothing worth mentioning.
Jiang Cheng didn't answer Lin Qingxue's question.
Seeing that she had only white rice and one dish, he asked, "Eating so little? Dieting?"
Lin Qingxue glanced somewhat unnaturally at the three of them and nodded. "Yeah, it's been hot lately; I feel like I've gained weight."
After she spoke, Jiang Cheng detected the insincerity in her words—after all, he possessed the Mind Perception Skill.
Clearly, Lin Qingxue's single dish wasn't for weight loss, because her words left Jiang Cheng tasting a bitter note.
Wang Jian and Lu Chuan didn't notice Lin Qingxue's embarrassment; after all, women dieting is common,
especially in today's society where aesthetics grow more warped, always equating thinness with beauty.
They don't realize that in men's eyes, a little plumpness is the ceiling of pure desire, okay?
"Bro Cheng, isn't this our future sister-in-law?" Wang Jian asked with a grin.
Jiang Cheng looked at Lin Qingxue's blushing face, neither denying nor confirming.
She quietly activated the Character Scanning System.
"Character Scanning System initiated, acquiring target information."
[Name: Lin Qingxue]
[Age: 19]
[Height: 165 cm]
[Appearance: 94]
[Figure: 92]
[Privacy: 0]
[favorability value: 68 (Close)]
After reading, Jiang Cheng nodded in satisfaction.
"This is Senior Lin Qingxue from the Student Union."
Then he said to Lin Qingxue, "These are my roommates, Wang Jian and Lu Chuan."
"Hello." Lin Qingxue greeted them shyly.
She didn't actually know why she felt shy.
Going by her personality, she wasn't the introverted type.
What truly made her shy was realizing she had unconsciously slipped into the role of Jiang Cheng's girlfriend—she found that embarrassing.
After the three exchanged greetings, Jiang Cheng placed the dishes he'd bought between him and Lin Qingxue.
"Let's eat together; I took too much. You're so slim, no need to diet."
Seeing Jiang Cheng start eating on his own, Lin Qingxue didn't feign refusal; she smiled and began eating too.
"Right, we've got Military Training at noon; watch out for sunburn—put on some Sunscreen."
Jiang Cheng shook his head. "Never used it, but the sun outside is pretty strong."
"By the way, someone will come to install the Air-Conditioner soon; if nothing goes wrong, it won't be hot tonight."
"Nice one, Bro Cheng, thanks. How much was it? Let's split it." Wang Jian said with a smile.
"Yeah, how much? I'll transfer it to you." Lu Chuan added.
"It's small change, and I bought it without asking you guys, so I'll cover it."
"That's not right—we'll use it too. I was planning to get one myself, just hadn't found the time." Wang Jian replied.