Liu Yuanyuan noticed Xue Tao's dejected mood.
Aside from disappointment, there was also a hint of embarrassed frustration.
It’s just that Xue Tao was inherently timid and cowardly, too afraid to lash out in front of her.
Hmm…
Liu Yuanyuan pondered for a moment.
She decided to give him a little reward.
She had been stringing Xue Tao along, giving him the cold shoulder for quite a while now.
Xue Tao switching to a Cayenne did boost Liu Yuanyuan’s image quite a bit.
Sometimes, even a pushover like Xue Tao needed some positive reinforcement.
Truth be told, many people have unrealistic expectations about girls.
They imagine them as sweet, soft, and innocent.
But in reality, genuinely naive girls are few and far between.
Take Liu Yuanyuan and her sophomore-year girlfriends, for example. The things they discussed in their private group chats would make someone like Xiao Chunan vomit blood if they ever saw them.
For instance, those with boyfriends would exchange tips on how to manipulate men.
How to use little tricks to make men fall head over heels for them, sacrificing everything while the girls themselves aimed to reap the benefits with minimal effort.
Liu Yuanyuan prided herself on being quite skilled in this regard.
So, just as Xue Tao was feeling down,
Liu Yuanyuan suddenly reached her small hand over to his side
and slipped it into his.
"Xue Tao, this kind of car really suits you. The Magotan was just too plain."
Looking into Liu Yuanyuan’s "sincere" eyes,
Xue Tao instantly felt his blood rush.
His gloom vanished without a trace.
With a slightly foolish grin, he laughed, "Hahaha, really? I mean, I do have a mature vibe, so I can pull off most cars. But you’re right—the Cayenne does fit me better."
Mature…
Liu Yuanyuan scoffed inwardly. Mature? More like prematurely aged!
A freshman with a face full of wear and tear,
looking like he was pushing thirty.
The reason Liu Yuanyuan avoided taking photos with Xue Tao was that people in her circle might assume she was dating some older guy from outside campus!
Sigh… If only Xue Tao had even a quarter of Su Bai’s looks, Liu Yuanyuan might have resigned herself to it. Life would’ve been so much easier.
Was this really her limit?
Unable to catch the attention of a true high-value man?
By now, Xue Tao had finished driving Liu Yuanyuan around and was looking for a parking spot.
To be fair, the south campus of Jiangcheng University had plenty of parking spaces—no real struggle there.
But sometimes, fate had a funny way of playing tricks.
Just as Xue Tao parked, a brand-new Panamera drove past.
A rare custom color.
Its sheer flashiness instantly overshadowed Xue Tao’s secondhand Cayenne.
Even Liu Yuanyuan’s gaze was drawn to it.
"What a gorgeous car! That’s a Porsche too, right?"
"Uh… yeah."
Xue Tao seized the chance to flaunt his car knowledge. "Probably a top-spec Panamera, with custom paint and body kit. Damn…"
After mentally estimating the car’s price, he quickly dropped the subject—no point humiliating himself.
Seeing Liu Yuanyuan’s starry-eyed expression only deepened his frustration.
And the resentment bubbled up.
This girl was unbelievable. A broke out-of-towner like her, already riding in a Cayenne, still eyeing greener pastures.
Sure, Xue Tao knew Liu Yuanyuan was materialistic, but couldn’t she at least pretend to be content while in his car?
But then again, if Liu Yuanyuan were any less superficial, she probably wouldn’t be dating him in the first place…
As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together.
Grumbling inwardly, Xue Tao consoled himself—that car likely belonged to some rich kid on campus, someone far beyond his league.
Like that new exchange student in the computer science department, Liu Chen’ang.
A pretty-boy with delicate features.
Drove a million-RMB Lotus.
Also completely out of Xue Tao’s orbit.
Rumor had it plenty of girls had thrown themselves at him, including some from the arts college and even Liu Yuanyuan’s business school.
All politely rejected.
The guy seemed utterly uninterested in women.
So, while the custom Panamera was undeniably cool, as long as it didn’t intersect with his life—Wait, what the hell?!
Xue Tao froze when he saw the driver step out.
Su Bai?!
Hold on, this guy just got a GLE not long ago, and now he’s upgraded to a Panamera?
Switching cars faster than a pyramid scheme promoter!
"Su Bai changed cars again? Wasn’t he driving a Mercedes before?" Liu Yuanyuan was equally stunned.
"Who knows? Probably rented it. Ugh, what a show-off."
Xue Tao instinctively badmouthed him.
But deep down, he knew—such a uniquely customized car was clearly a rich kid’s personal toy, not something you’d rent out.
Plus, the anime decal on the rear, that pig-nosed chibi character, was totally Su Bai’s style.
No doubt about it, this was Su Bai’s custom ride.
The realization made Xue Tao pull out his phone and check the Moments he had posted that morning.
He’d deleted all traces of his old Magotan.
But after getting the Cayenne, he’d felt like hot stuff again.
Posted a sunglasses selfie leaning against the hood.
Got a bunch of likes from friends.
And now, of all coincidences, Su Bai had also switched cars.
And this eye-catching, personality-packed Panamera was bound to become the talk of the campus.
Damn it, was Xue Tao doomed to be the clown forever?
Both driving Porsches, but his was a used old-model Cayenne, while Su Bai’s was a high-end custom.
Instantly, Xue Tao’s face burned with humiliation.
It was still early—maybe not too many people had seen his Moments yet.
Delete it now!
Delete, delete, DELETE!
Afterward, as he calmed down, Xue Tao actually felt a twinge of relief.
Thank goodness he’d run into Su Bai and the Panamera in the parking lot.
If he’d found out later, or worse, days afterward,
the embarrassment would’ve been unbearable.
Deleting it now meant minimal damage—after all, at this hour, no college student with morning classes would be awake anyway.
Once Su Bai was out of sight, Liu Yuanyuan finally looked away.
"Come on, why are you spacing out? Let’s go get breakfast."
"Oh, right!"
Xue Tao studied Liu Yuanyuan’s expression.
She seemed normal—not like last time, when she’d practically lost her soul staring at Su Bai over a meal.
Not like Su Bai would ever look her way anyway.
Little did he know, Liu Yuanyuan had already secretly snapped a photo of the custom Panamera and sent it to her group of close friends, asking how much it cost.
Her gut told her Su Bai’s car was pricier than Xue Tao’s.
Maybe even by a huge margin.
Meanwhile, Su Bai remained oblivious to all this.
He’d walked off first, barely sparing a glance at the old Cayenne.
He headed straight to class, where he found Chen Yusheng dozing in a corner seat,
her bag saving a spot for him.
Su Bai tiptoed over, but the moment he moved her bag, her ears twitched.
"You’re way too alert."
"Gotta be when napping in public." Chen Yusheng yawned as she lifted her head. "I sprained my ankle in my sleep last night."
"…What?"
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
