The Wealthy Junior, a Special One~

Originally, Zhou Jialu had tried to tease her junior but ended up having her true intentions exposed, leaving her full of resentment. Suddenly receiving Su Bai’s invitation to lunch, her mood took an immediate turn for the better.

Hmph, this little guy—acting all high and mighty like a modern-day Liu Xiahui, only to suddenly ask me out for a meal? Clearly, he’s got a thing for me.

“Lunch? Not sure if I’m free—I’ll have to check with the manager.”

Zhou Jialu played it coy, pretending to ask Manager Guo for permission, though of course the answer was yes.

A client who could afford a car close to a million yuan was definitely worth entertaining over a meal.

Besides, Su Bai was so young—there was a good chance he’d have more car-buying needs in the future. A client like that was worth nurturing.

Not to mention their senior-junior relationship. Looking at Zhou Jialu’s beaming expression, it seemed she might even have her eye on him.

Manager Guo saw through it but said nothing, approving Zhou Jialu’s early departure.

Might as well play matchmaker.

Su Bai took her along, first stopping by the DMV to get the car registered.

Some dealerships charge extra for registration, which is a total scam.

This one didn’t seem to have that issue—they could handle it for Su Bai, charging only the official fee with no hidden costs.

Su Bai chose to go himself mainly because he’d never been to the DMV before and wanted to see what it was like.

During the process, Su Bai and Zhou Jialu chatted about school and amusing dealership stories, with no further flirtatious moments.

Both silently agreed to pretend the test-drive incident never happened.

Truthfully, Su Bai wouldn’t have minded if Zhou Jialu wanted to keep things playful.

After all, she was a stunning, seductive beauty—and untouched, at that. A little fun wouldn’t hurt.

But clearly, his senior didn’t want to. She was afraid of exposing her inexperience.

Su Bai noticed that Zhou Jialu seemed obsessed with maintaining her “femme fatale” persona, insisting on playing the role of an experienced older woman around him.

So high and mighty.

Who knew what the point of that act was? Well, to each their own. Everyone has their quirks, and Su Bai respected his senior’s preferences.

They drove to IKC Plaza, not far from the dealership.

It was one of Jiangcheng’s most upscale shopping districts, home to numerous luxury international brands and high-end restaurants.

“Have you been here before, Senior?”

“A few times, but not often. The food here is way too expensive for a broke intern like me.”

“Aren’t you a star salesperson?”

“Still on an intern contract, though. The commission’s tiny—total exploitation. Ugh, I can’t wait to graduate and get a full-time position.”

“Pick a place, Senior. Don’t worry about the price—just whatever you think is good.”

“Oh~ Well, since you insist, I won’t hold back.”

Zhou Jialu chose a Japanese à la carte buffet, pulling up the menu on her phone to show Su Bai.

“Is Japanese okay with you?”

“Sure, I’ll eat anything. My appetite’s bottomless.”

“I can tell. You wouldn’t be this tall otherwise.”

She took the chance to pinch Su Bai’s arm.

He still didn’t react.

Sigh. This junior really wasn’t like the average college guy.

Probably already been around the block a few times.

Zhou Jialu’s mind wandered to all sorts of wild assumptions as she led the way to the high-end Japanese restaurant.

She’d only been once before, during a company outing, where they’d gone for the 300-yuan-per-person option—fresh salmon, Arctic sweet shrimp, and assorted Japanese-style appetizers.

The food was good, but the real appeal was how photogenic it was, perfectly catering to many girls’ aesthetics.

Inside the private room, Su Bai skimmed the menu before telling the server:

“We’ll take the 1,299-yuan-per-person set.”

“You’re sure about the highest-tier package?”

“Yes.”

Zhou Jialu quickly interjected, “Oh, there’s no need to go that fancy! The 299-yuan set is already plenty.”

The 299-yuan option was the restaurant’s cheapest tier.

Above that were the 599-yuan and 899-yuan sets, which added premium ingredients and gourmet dishes—New Zealand scampi, fresh sea urchin, foie gras…

As for the top-tier 1,299-yuan option, it included unlimited French oyster sashimi, bluefin tuna, black abalone, giant conch, M9 Wagyu beef… and other luxury ingredients.

It looked ridiculously extravagant. Su Bai had never tried any of it, so why not?

The indulgence system would cover it anyway.

To his senior’s protest, Su Bai said, “Relax, Senior. I said I’m treating, so of course I’ll treat you to the best. Don’t worry—this is nothing for me.”

The server glanced at Su Bai’s Uniqlo T-shirt, barely holding back a smirk.

Probably saved up months of allowance for this one splurge, huh?

But Zhou Jialu knew Su Bai wasn’t bluffing. Over a thousand per person? Pocket change for him.

For a young guy, the GLE was a solid car—and he’d gone for the top trim.

Honestly, the options a buyer chose often said a lot about their financial situation.

Some comfort features weren’t visible from the outside, so they didn’t do much for appearances. Many buyers skipped them.

Sometimes, with a debadged emblem, a paint job, or a wrap, even the performance specs could be indistinguishable between base and high-end models.

That’s why flashy types with money to burn usually went for the lowest trim of a premium model.

Only those who genuinely didn’t care about cost would max out every option without a second thought.

Take Su Bai’s GLE—the bare-bones version could be had for around 500,000 yuan.

But he’d not only gone for the top trim, he’d also seemed utterly nonchalant during the inspection, like it was no big deal.

Often, the attitude behind a purchase revealed more than the price tag itself.

Other details also hinted at Su Bai’s deep pockets.

Like his latest-model iPhone, also fully specced out.

When he’d set his contract down at the dealership, Zhou Jialu had spotted a MacBook in his bag and asked about it—turned out it cost 50,000 yuan.

What average guy would drop 50k on a laptop that wasn’t even good for gaming, drive an 880,000-yuan car, and casually spend over a thousand per person on a meal without blinking?

Come to think of it, why hadn’t she heard about this big fish in the computer science department during orientation?

Probably kept a low profile on campus.

Suddenly, Zhou Jialu’s resentment over Su Bai teasing her in the car faded.

A real rich kid would naturally carry himself differently from the average guy.

A high-quality junior like this was even more worth her efforts to charm.

“Junior, I haven’t done anything for you, and here you are treating me to such an expensive meal… I feel a little guilty~”

Zhou Jialu turned up the heat again, sliding her bare foot toward Su Bai under the table.

The restaurant was authentically Japanese-style, with tatami flooring—guests had to remove their shoes before entering.

Under the soft, warm glow of the private room’s lighting, the delicate feet clad in sheer stockings were presented before Su Bai, exuding not a trace of unpleasant odor—clearly well cared for. Her toes were plump and rounded, adding to their charm.

At that moment, her nimble toes flexed playfully, the arch of her foot swaying as the tip grazed Su Bai’s leg.

This senior really was something else—even in the brief window before the food arrived, she couldn’t resist teasing him. Truly, she was all talk but couldn’t handle the consequences.

Su Bai lowered his gaze, admiring the sight for a moment before murmuring, “Does Senior treat all her clients like this?”

“Nope, just you.”

“Really now.”

“Believe it or not, hehe.”

“I’ll trust Senior’s word.”

Su Bai fixed his eyes on Zhou Jialu, a mischievous smirk curling at the corner of his lips. Suddenly, he reached out and pinched the sole of her foot, his fingers tracing a teasing line along its side.

Zhou Jialu shuddered instantly, yanking her foot back in flustered panic.

Though Su Bai hadn’t voiced it outright, Zhou Jialu understood his implication perfectly.

Ugh, how infuriating! How was this junior so sharp-eyed?

Why did the whole world seem convinced that Zhou Jialu was some shameless flirt, while Su Bai alone saw through her innocent nature?

And of all people, why was Su Bai the only one she couldn’t resist teasing—even going so far as to break her usual boundaries for physical contact?

A subtle, unspoken tension lingered between them.