It had been a long time since he last saw Lin Qingxue; her blonde hair had now been dyed back to black.
Currently, she was wearing a black mid-length hoodie on top, paired with black shorts on the bottom.
Beneath her long, straight legs clad in black silk stockings, she wore a pair of sturdy black Martin boots.
Such a youthful and energetic campus outfit, combined with her glamorous and moving face, left the other three somewhat dazed.
Originally, Lin Qingxue wanted to give Jiang Cheng a big hug, but remembering that Lu Chuan had just gone through a breakup, she restrained herself.
She happily beamed a sweet smile at Jiang Cheng, looking up at him and saying, "Long time no see, I missed you so much."
During the time they hadn't met, although Jiang Cheng hadn't appeared in person.
He had arranged everything for her perfectly.
Lin Qingxue's heart was filled with emotion and warmth.
Not only did she not have to worry about the surgery costs, but Jiang Cheng had also hired several professional caregivers for them.
She never expected that the Second-generation rich guy she had stumbled upon would treat her so well.
At this moment, Lin Qingxue felt not only adoration for Jiang Cheng but even more endless gratitude.
How could Jiang Cheng not know what Lin Qingxue was thinking?
Although they hadn't met, didn't they chat on wechat every day?
Looking at such a charming senior in black silk stockings, if it weren't for fearing his recently heartbroken roommate might do something rash.
Jiang Cheng would have kissed her long ago.
Jiang Cheng slowly reached out his broad, warm hand and, with endless tenderness and love, gently pinched Lin Qingxue's delicate, petal-like face.
The look of doting on his face was self-evident.
The few people nearby all knew that Lin Qingxue wasn't Jiang Cheng's only girlfriend.
After all, when it was Wang Jian's birthday last time, the person Jiang Cheng brought was Si Nian.
Despite knowing Jiang Cheng was also a scumbag, seeing him holding Lin Qingxue's hand with fingers intertwined still made the three of them feel a twinge of envy.
After all, the Department Belle in black silk stockings was truly beautiful.
However, that feeling of envy was fleeting, as a powerful wave of shock was about to hit them head-on.
Jiang Cheng said he would arrange a car for them, and the three of them had been wondering what kind of car it would be.
They had considered many possibilities and knew it would likely be a luxury car, but they never imagined it would be such an extravagant one.
When they saw two rolls-royce with sequential license plates slowly approaching, the shock in their hearts was simply beyond words.
For a moment, all three of them were stunned.
They stared dumbfoundedly at the incredibly luxurious vehicles before them.
Although Jiang Cheng hadn't explicitly said these two luxury cars were his.
From the moment they drove out of the underground garage, the three people present almost instinctively concluded that these vehicles must belong to Jiang Cheng.
Moreover, the fact that the two cars pulled up steadily one after the other in front of them made it undeniable.
After snapping out of it, the three of them hurriedly greeted Lin Qingxue and then impatiently crowded around the rolls-royce.
They marveled and uttered heartfelt exclamations of praise.
"Holy shit, is this really the legendary rolls-royce?? I can't believe my eyes! I actually have the honor of touching such a luxury car today!" Wu Kun exclaimed, his eyes wide with disbelief.
Wang Jian, standing nearby, couldn't help but sigh in admiration, "This is too dominant, Brother Cheng! These two cars together are worth a small target!"
Seeing Wang Jian's reaction, Wu Kun hurriedly pulled his phone out of his pocket, waved it at Jiang Cheng, and asked excitedly.
"Brother Cheng, can I take a few photos??"
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng smiled and waved them over, shouting, "Alright, you sons of dogs, stop dawdling here and get in the car! Once we're inside, you can take as many photos as you want; there's plenty of time!"
Seeing Jiang Cheng mocking them, Wang Jian and Wu Kun responded in unison, "Gross..."
Their tone was full of helplessness and protest against Jiang Cheng's teasing.
Lu Chuan, seeing the two cars, also briefly emerged from his sadness.
"Brother Cheng, I never thought I'd get to ride in a rolls-royce at such a young age. I'll definitely work hard in the future to ensure my son can drive a rolls-royce at eighteen, just like you."
Jiang Cheng had just called them "sons of dogs" to assert his status as their "father," but he didn't expect Lu Chuan's remark to be even more clever.
Jiang Cheng complained, "This guy Lu Chuan usually doesn't say a word, but he's quite skilled when it comes to double entendres."
Wang Jian burst out laughing, "Brother Cheng, you caught that??"
Wu Kun chimed in, "Old Three, you're awesome."
Seeing this, Lu Chuan put on a sincere face and said earnestly to Jiang Cheng, "Brother Cheng, I'm speaking from the heart. Don't doubt me; I'm truly going to strive so that my son..."
Jiang Cheng interrupted him, "I believe you like I believe in ghosts. I don't want to hear it."
The group joked and played around, teasing each other as they boarded the car with light steps.
Although his roommates weren't on the same social level as him.
Jiang Cheng didn't feel any dislike toward them.
Usually, they didn't go out of their way to flatter Jiang Cheng. When they were together, although it was clear Jiang Cheng was the center.
They didn't constantly suck up to him with their tails between their legs; they still cracked jokes when it was time to joke.
Jiang Cheng liked this state of affairs very much.
After all, money is easy to earn, but youth is hard to keep.
As soon as they got in the car, Lin Qingxue took the initiative to hug Jiang Cheng and said coquettishly, "I finally get to hold you. You have no idea how much I missed you."
Feeling Lin Qingxue's soft and fragrant body in his arms, the corners of Jiang Cheng's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a doting smile.
He skillfully pressed a button, and the partition in the back of the car slowly rose.
"Do you miss me, or are you just 'itchy'?"
Jiang Cheng leaned close to Lin Qingxue's ear and teased her in a low voice.
Seeing Jiang Cheng being so blunt, Lin Qingxue shyly punched his chest.
"What do you think~"
"If you ask me, the best thing to do is 'grind' a little."
After saying that, Jiang Cheng impatiently leaned in for a kiss.
In an instant, time seemed to freeze.
Feeling the warmth and softness of her lips, a sense of indescribable satisfaction welled up in his heart.
Mmh, it was indeed just as he remembered; her lips were fragrant and soft.
About twenty minutes later, the two rolls-royce parked one after the other near the grand entrance of the TAXX bar.
Although the rolls-royce didn't make the deafening and attention-grabbing high-pitched roars of supercars.
Their noble and luxurious aura, along with their staggering price tags.
Meant that as soon as the cars stopped, they immediately drew the gaze of a group of young girls standing at the bar's entrance.
Like iron nails drawn to a magnet, they involuntarily fixed their eyes on this spot.
However, when they saw Wu Kun stepping out from the front passenger seat, the girls couldn't help but exchange looks of slight disappointment and confusion.
It was mainly because Wu Kun looked too ordinary.
Not only that, but his entire being exuded a strong student vibe.
For those who frequented bars in this area year-round.
With one look, they could quickly judge that he wasn't the type of wealthy heir who often hung around various bars.
After Wang Jian and Lu Chuan got out of the car one after another, the eyes of those girls, who had been somewhat disinterested, suddenly showed a bit more interest.
It was actually mainly because of Wang Jian.
As he got out of the car, his left hand rose in a seemingly casual but actually deliberate manner, running through his hair which was styled with a lot of hairspray.
While striking this supposedly suave pose, the high-profile Patek Philippe on his wrist was naturally revealed.
The baseball jacket he was wearing was also very easy to identify.
Because the entire garment was covered in Gucci logos.
Seeing Wang Jian and Lu Chuan get out of the car, Wu Kun, who had been trying to act calm, could no longer maintain his composure.
He widened his eyes and said in a low voice, "Look, you two, holy shit, they're all luxury cars—Ferrari, mclaren, Lamborghini..."
Seeing this, Wang Jian lightly patted Wu Kun's shoulder and reminded him to calm down, "Don't forget, you arrived in a luxury car too. Stay calm, stay calm. You need to keep your cool, be a bit more composed."
At this moment, Wu Kun was in no state to listen; he was completely overwhelmed by the scene before him.
"Whose cars are these?? I haven't seen them before."
"Yeah, I haven't seen those sequential license plates either. Is it some new Second-generation rich guy?"
"I don't know. These three guys don't really look the part. Could it be the one in Gucci??"
"I don't think so. He looks wealthy, but there's something off..."
Just as the girls were speculating about who owned these two unfamiliar rolls-royce.
The door of the lead vehicle slowly opened, and Jiang Cheng stepped out.
He wore a newly released gradient denim jacket from LV, paired with simple Burberry casual pants and a pair of exquisite Hermès sneakers.
The temperature in Shanghai today was only about five degrees Celsius, and a distinct chill could be felt.
But Jiang Cheng's outfit seemed a bit too thin for the weather.
However, there wasn't a hint of discomfort from the cold on his handsome face; instead, he exuded an air of confidence and composure.