The Historic Meeting Between the Wan Sisters and Zhou Jialu

Three little dresses, each priced at twenty or thirty thousand yuan.

Since there were twins, they needed two sets, making a total of six dresses.

Plus the matching tops.

With a consumption exceeding two hundred thousand yuan, Su Bai swiped his card casually, not even blinking an eye.

The Wan sisters were dazzled by this sight.

Even the salesgirls who were used to seeing rich people were a bit overwhelmed. If it weren't for the presence of the Wan sisters, they might have asked for Su Bai's contact information.

Two hundred thousand yuan seemed like pocket money to this young man.

After Su Bai and his group left, one of the salesgirls said mysteriously, "I've heard of this young man. A friend at another LV store in Jiangcheng told me that he once brought another girl and spent over five hundred thousand yuan on limited - edition handbags at once."

"Five hundred thousand..."

Everyone gasped in shock.

Suddenly, they were no longer surprised by Su Bai's calm payment just now.

Moreover, they felt a bit regretful for not trying to get close to him.

Well, since he could spend a lot of money on two different groups of women, it meant he was not a one - woman man and was quite promiscuous.

For girls with high material requirements, they probably now knew that developing a shallow relationship with the rich and getting a little money that slipped through their fingers was the best option for gold - diggers.

It was a pity that Su Bai's standards were also very high.

None of the women in this LV store met the S - class goddess standard determined by the system.

Naturally, he didn't pay much attention to them.

Guided by the navigation, Wan Xinyue drove and parked in the underground garage of Ascott.

The mountain - water stacked villa had specific parking spaces, a total of four.

When the customized Porsche Panamera arrived, two spaces would be occupied.

Su Bai planned to buy two more sports cars to fill the remaining two spaces.

When buying a villa, one must have a big garage to satisfy Su Bai's indulgent desire for buying cars.

"Brother Su Bai, what kind of person does your housekeeper like... um, how should I get along with her?"

Wan Xinyan put one hand on her chest, looking a bit nervous.

Her high emotional intelligence was only within the scope of female college students.

She didn't have much contact with people in society.

At this moment, in her mind, she had already pictured the image of a domineering and elegant housekeeper like those in TV dramas or CEO novels.

The sense of oppression was overwhelming!

Su Bai smiled and comforted her, "Don't be nervous. Senior Zhou Jialu is very easy to get along with. I've already told her just now. Come on, let's go upstairs and have tea."

With Su Bai's words as reassurance, Wan Xinyan's state of mind became much more stable.

As for Wan Xinyue, she was actually a bit careless. She was more concerned about what Su Bai's permanent residence was like, and then she fantasized about being with him in his house... Well, you know what she meant.

Basically, Wan Xinyue's mind was full of such thoughts.

"Welcome, two little girls!"

In the huge living room of the mountain - water stacked villa, Zhou Jialu had a warm smile on her face. Her charming face seemed to be lightly made up, looking more elegant than usual.

She was wearing a form - fitting pencil skirt, the so - called "step - mother skirt".

She had flesh - colored pantyhose on and was wearing home slippers on her feet, but it didn't prevent the charm of a mature woman from exuding from her whole body.

Su Bai couldn't help but think to himself, "This temptress!"

If it weren't for the presence of the Wan sisters, seeing Zhou Jialu dressed like this when he got home, Su Bai might have directly started some passionate action.

"Hello, sister... Hey, are you from the School of Finance and Economics?" Wan Xinyan was stunned for a moment and suddenly thought of something.

"Yes, my name is Zhou Jialu."

"From the Goddess Dormitory?!"

"Yes, that's right..." Hearing this, Zhou Jialu felt a bit proud.

She was quite famous among her junior sisters.

At the same time, she also felt a bit shy.

The Goddess Dormitory and all that.

It didn't seem like a big deal when she saw people discussing it online, and she was even quite proud.

But when it was said by someone in real life, it sounded a bit childish...

"Wow, so it turns out that Brother Su Bai's housekeeper is Senior Zhou Jialu. That's great!" Wan Xinyan looked delighted.

"What's so great about it? I'd like to know." Su Bai said.

"I heard that the senior is very amazing. If the housekeeper is the senior, it seems that Brother Su Bai will be very happy. Hehe~"

Wan Xinyan smiled foolishly and stuck out her tongue.

But in her heart, she had another thought.

Zhou Jialu, Jiang Qiuran, and Chen Yusheng.

Su Bai was going to monopolize the Goddess Dormitory.

Only Liu Yuanyuan was left. She was just an ordinary girl, and Su Bai probably wasn't interested in her.

If people in the school knew about this, it would probably make it onto the hot search.

Of course, Wan Xinyan said she had no objections.

If Su Bai weren't promiscuous, she and her sister wouldn't have the chance to live a good life.

When the three women met, the atmosphere was excellent.

They sat on the sofa, holding hands and chatting.

Zhou Jialu had a hand on each side, feeling like she was raising a pair of twin little puppies.

How cute they were.

No wonder the junior had feelings for them.

Although their faces were so pure and child - like, their figures were so amazing.

Although there was an obvious gap compared to Zhou Jialu herself, for their petite height of 1.55 meters, that kind of contrast would make otakus who loved anime boil with excitement.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jialu took a quick glance at Su Bai, looking extremely charming.

Her eyes were filled with a bit of teasing.

Su Bai was a bit tempted but decided to forget it.

If he couldn't hold back and joined them in some inappropriate activity during this historic meeting between the Wan sisters and Zhou Jialu, it would seem a bit creepy.

He, Su Bai, also had his dignity!

So Su Bai concentrated on sipping his tea.

It had to be said that the housekeeper training course had really taught Zhou Jialu something.

Recently, she had been staying in the mountain - water stacked villa and had purchased some necessary furniture and supplies.

Among them were a full set of high - end purple sand tea sets and several kinds of precious tea leaves.

Just now, when she heard that Su Bai was bringing the "driver in his harem team", Zhou Jialu took out the tea leaves to make tea.

Su Bai didn't understand much about tea.

He could only roughly tell that it was green tea.

It tasted fresh and had a sweet aftertaste when it entered his mouth.

It was delicious!

"This tea is good."

"The teacher recommended it during the training. He said it's suitable for entertaining guests or doing business. Well, do you like it, junior?"

"Sure, I like all the tea you make."

Wan Xinyan then said, "Senior Zhou is so versatile. In the future, we can help you with this kind of hands - on work. After all, you're the housekeeper and should mainly focus on overall planning."

"That would be so embarrassing. I'm about to graduate, and I'll have plenty of time to take care of Su Bai in the future. You've just started your freshman year."

"Hey, the major we're studying, broadcasting and hosting, is very relaxing... Many of our classmates take on part - time jobs everywhere because they have too much free time. For my sister and me, Su Bai is our main focus."

"Well, it's true. With your help, I can also relax a bit."

After this conversation, Zhou Jialu roughly understood the intentions of the twin sisters.

It was obvious that, like her, they also hoped to stay by Su Bai's side for a long - term comfortable life by relying on their looks, figures, and service attitudes.

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