Welcome to the Life Exchange Club

"Introduced by a friend, they said you're quite charming."

Seeing the other person become a WeChat friend, Zhao Yan nervously sent a message.

He is 19 years old this year, a third-year student at Binhai University, and this WeChat account was given to him by his roommate.

They said the other person is very beautiful.

As long as he's handsome, it's easy to make a date.

Fortunately,

Zhao Yan is only left with his handsomeness (ꈍᴗꈍ)!

So he firmly refused and sternly condemned those three guys.

He decisively added this WeChat account secretly.

Don't get me wrong, he doesn't want to make a date.

He just wants to selflessly dedicate his tenderness and warm the lonely heart of this girl.

Is he wrong? He's not wrong୧⍢⃝୨!

"Who are you? What's your name?"

Soon, the other person replied.

"I'm Zhao Yan, Miss. And you?"

"Chen Yurou."

"Chen Yurou?" Zhao Yan was suddenly stunned. How is it that she has the same name as their counselor?

He had an ominous feeling in his heart.

After opening the other person's Moments, he was completely dumbfounded=͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇)!!!

Damn! She's their counselor!

Damn those three ingrates!

"Ding~"

Chen Yurou sent a voice message.

Trembling, Zhao Yan clicked to open it.

"Zhao Yan, right? Come to my office at 2 p.m. this afternoon, I'll show you how charming I am."

Chen Yurou's tone was completely calm, but it conveyed a chilling coldness and raging anger.

Zhao Yan wanted to cry but had no tears. He completely messed up. Chen Yurou, contrary to her name, is not gentle at all.

She is a famous iceberg beauty at Binhai University, indifferent to human emotions. Anyone who provokes her is practically seeking death.

And now, as Mr. Lu Xun said, he is still alive, but he is already dead.

Damn, what should he do this afternoon!

This situation is more difficult to solve than a math problem.

Just then, a voice rang out.

"Are you tired of your current life?"

"Do you want to experience a different life?"

"Are you facing a life problem that you can't solve? Then exchange lives, let others help you solve it. Lucky person, welcome to the Life Exchange Club!"

"What the fuck?" Zhao Yan looked around.

However, no one answered him. Instead, a exquisitely crafted invitation appeared out of thin air.

The cover read: Life Exchange Club.

Zhao Yan pursed his lips, then carefully picked up the invitation, curiously opening it.

Then the invitation spontaneously combusted, before he could throw it away, he instantly disappeared.

..................

When Zhao Yan's vision recovered, he found himself in a gorgeously decorated hall.

In the hall, there were all kinds of people and even animals such as cows and horses talking to each other.

Yes, cows and horses can actually speak human language!

"This world is too crazy."

Zhao Yan widened his eyes and muttered to himself.

He suspected he was dreaming.

"Mr. Zhao, you're not dreaming. From the moment you opened the invitation, you became a lifetime member of this club. Here, you can exchange lives with anyone, even animals."

A soft and sweet voice sounded.

Zhao Yan followed the sound and saw a woman with short white hair and delicate features, wearing blue denim shorts that revealed a pair of long, snow-white legs, approaching gracefully.

"You are..." Zhao Yan's heart trembled violently. He had only seen such a scene in manga books.

The woman with short hair pursed her lips and smiled. "I'm Susu, the manager of this club. Whenever a new member joins, I personally come forward to welcome them."

"Susu, is it really possible to exchange lives with others here?" Zhao Yan suppressed his excitement.

A club where people could exchange lives with each other, how many people would long for such an opportunity?

Susu smiled and said, "Of course, Mr. Zhao. Have you seen those people and animals? They are also members of the club. You can see their basic information whenever you want."

Zhao Yan instinctively gave it a try.

He looked at a middle-aged man, and with a single thought, the man's name, gender, and identity appeared in his mind.

"You can view the identities of everyone. If you are interested in a particular identity, you can approach them directly and ask if they want to exchange."

"The conditions and duration of the exchange are determined through negotiation between both parties. There is a great deal of freedom."

Zhao Yan was already excited, but he tried to remain calm. "Miss Susu, I have a question. If I have a girlfriend and I exchange lives with someone else, wouldn't it be as if she cheated on me? And after the exchange, wouldn't there be no secrets between the two parties?"

He didn't want to be cuckolded.

Although he didn't have a girlfriend at the moment.

But it's always good to be prepared.

And there were things he didn't want others to know.

"You can rest assured about that. You can set limitations in the agreement before the exchange. Once signed, it becomes a binding agreement, and no one can violate its terms." Susu said with a smile.

Now Zhao Yan was relieved. After all, this club was so sophisticated, they must have a way to control such matters.

To be honest, he was curious about what this club really was. Alien technology? Immortals?

Of course, he also knew that curiosity killed the cat, so he never asked about things he shouldn't.

Anyway, he was an orphan and penniless.

So he had nothing to worry about.

"Mr. Zhao, do you have any other questions?" Susu looked at Zhao Yan and asked, her voice soft and gentle.

Zhao Yan pondered for a moment. "My invitation letter disappeared after I came in. How can I enter next time?"

"The invitation letter is a lifelong binding. After each exchange, as long as you desire, you can enter no matter where you are." Susu patiently explained.

Zhao Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid the invitation letter was a one-time thing. "Thank you, Manager Susu. I don't have any more questions for now. I'm honored to be here."

"Very well, I wish Mr. Zhao a pleasant time. Feel free to contact the club's staff if you need anything." Susu said and then turned around and left.

Watching that outstanding figure, Zhao Yan couldn't help but have a bold idea.

If he married Susu, wouldn't this amazing club become his too?

And that background, it's really extraordinary!

He had a weak stomach and wanted to live off a woman. Was that wrong?

Suddenly, Susu stopped in her tracks.

She turned around and gave him a smile that was both teasing and ambiguous.

In an instant, Zhao Yan felt like he had plunged into an icy cave, forcefully suppressing his audacious idea.

This woman was simply terrifying, not someone he could meddle with, at least not for now.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yan began eagerly searching the hall for a suitable exchange partner.

His desire was quite simple.

He just wanted to experience the life of the rich.

And, incidentally, have the other person help him with his appointment to meet Chen Yurou at the office this afternoon.

However, he was also a bit apprehensive. After all, why would a billionaire want to exchange with a nobody like him?

As it turned out, he was overthinking it completely.

After Susu left.

Many members immediately crowded around him.

"Brother Zhao, I'm a second-generation wealthy... "

"Brother Zhao, I'm a movie star... "

"Human, my master is a stunning beauty... "

Zhao Yan was somewhat dumbfounded. Why was he, an ordinary handsome guy, so popular here?

Could there be something he didn't understand?

In the end, Zhao Yan chose a billionaire in his thirties who had built a wealth of billions from scratch.

The billionaire's name was Chen Han, 32 years old, the chairman of Hanjiang Group, and he and Zhao Yan were both from Binhai.

Last year, he was named one of the top ten young entrepreneurs in the country and was well-known in Binhai.

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