Already Forgetting What University Even Is

Shi Yajing actually had a rather profound impression of the Wan sisters.

After all, their relationship with her was lukewarm at best—they practically ignored her existence. Yet, as luck would have it, the Wan sisters were exceptionally gorgeous with outstanding figures.

Though they had seemed a bit plain in high school due to their modest family background and lack of grooming, their natural beauty simply couldn't be hidden.

On the contrary, it made girls like Shi Yajing—those precocious ones who had learned to apply makeup at an early age—look like a bit of a joke.

Even trying their absolute best, combined with heavy beauty filters, they still couldn't even reach the twins' baseline.

Therefore, Shi Yajing was actually immensely jealous of the Wan sisters.

Girls' social cliques were generally like that: they would subconsciously ostracize anyone who stood out too much in a certain area.

"The tallest tree catches the most wind"—this proverb applied perfectly to the social dynamics of young women.

Boys, on the other hand, didn't have nearly as much petty drama.

"Hey, tell me, if Wan Xinyan found a sugar daddy for herself, what about her sister? From what I remember in high school, they always did everything together, like conjoined twins."

The person Shi Yajing was talking to was a rather slick, overly groomed young man.

He looked about her age and sported a hairstyle straight out of a Korean drama—specifically, that trendy look that had been popular in South Korea for the past couple of years.

At first glance, he was somewhat handsome, but upon closer inspection, he gave off a strangely effeminate vibe.

His name was Lai Wenyu, a guy Shi Yajing had met at her university in Southeast Asia. He was one grade above her.

Although he was only one grade above her, Lai Wenyu was actually two cohorts ahead of her.

Because this bro had been held back a year...

Yes, in a shamelessly easy diploma-mill university where the administration was more worried about you failing to graduate than you were, managing to get held back made him an absolute legend.

It wasn't that he hadn't hired Chinese proxy students to attend classes for him. It was just that one day, Lai Wenyu had a bit too much to drink, lost his temper, and got into a physical altercation with a professor—right in front of a school board director, no less.

They had to hand out some sort of punishment; otherwise, they wouldn't be able to save face.

Making him repeat a year was a compromise acceptable to all parties involved.

The school saved face, the professor felt his beating wasn't in vain, and Lai Wenyu breathed a sigh of relief that he wasn't expelled—though he did have to cough up an extra year's tuition.

You could say everyone went home happy.

Perhaps this was exactly how many foreign countries padded their GDP...

Lai Wenyu's family background was thoroughly average. He wasn't a local of Banshan County, but rather from another small city in the same province. His parents were ordinary working-class folks who had scraped together their savings to send him abroad for his studies.

His college entrance exam scores had been abysmal, but he felt that attending a vocational college was beneath him.

Once abroad, he spent his days fooling around—until he met Shi Yajing, which finally gave him some semblance of a life plan.

...Yes, his so-called life plan was to snag a sugar mama.

Shi Yajing's family was leagues wealthier than his.

Although they lived in a county town, they were the absolute upper crust there—the local Brahmins. They lived in a massive villa, drove a large Mercedes, and Shi Yajing spent money like water while abroad. It was precisely this lavish spending that had put her in Lai Wenyu's crosshairs.

Why bother working hard when you could just reap the rewards without lifting a finger?

Who wouldn't love a free lunch falling straight from the sky?

However, Lai Wenyu wasn't just coasting to victory here. He had to draw upon his years of experience as a playboy to desperately curry favor with Shi Yajing. Keeping a spoiled rich girl happy was exhausting work!

Take recently, for example: Shi Yajing had returned to her hometown for a few days, and he had to tag along.

Basically, Lai Wenyu spent all his time messing around with Shi Yajing. His university life had entered a completely new paradigm where the concept of studying no longer existed.

At this moment, in response to Shi Yajing's gossip, Lai Wenyu laughed and said, "Since they're inseparable twins, maybe they're both serving the same boss together. After all, some rich guys are into that sort of thing."

"You know what, you might be right!" Shi Yajing suddenly felt her boyfriend's theory made a lot of sense. "I bet it's some old, ugly boss who looks like a fat pig and has zero taste. After all, those twins are so boring as people—they have absolutely no inner beauty!"

Whenever Shi Yajing encountered a woman she was jealous of, her favorite tactic was to harshly critique their souls for being uninteresting.

After all, she came from a wealthy family and had been worldly and well-traveled since childhood. Meanwhile, those impoverished beauties couldn't even afford a slightly decent set of underwear growing up.

Rich guys would only ever play around casually with women like that; there was no way they'd ever actually develop genuine feelings for them.

"Exactly, exactly. My Jingjing is the absolute best..." Lai Wenyu said with a fawning expression before smoothly changing the subject. "Are we still going to check out the car dealership this afternoon?"

"Of course, didn't we already agree on it?"

At the mention of this, a hint of impatience flickered across Shi Yajing's face.

This was the perk she had promised Lai Wenyu: buying him a car back in China.

This boyfriend of hers was the ultimate simp, catering to her every whim and serving her flawlessly in every conceivable way.

His looks were quite decent too, which largely made up for Shi Yajing's lifelong regret of never having been pursued by a handsome guy.

When it came to satisfying her vanity...

She had generously waved her hand and promised to buy him a car.

Even though she felt her boyfriend was rushing the gold-digging process a bit—they hadn't even been together for a full semester and he was already asking for a car.

However, their relationship was practically akin to a sugar arrangement. Bosses in big cities who kept young models for three months sometimes bought them cars, too. Thinking about it that way, it didn't seem all that unusual.

Whatever, whatever. At least this boyfriend was genuinely useful—ten thousand times better than those rigid, bespectacled nerds back home who did nothing but study.

...

That afternoon.

Shi Yajing brought her overly groomed boyfriend to the Mercedes-Benz dealership in Banshan County.

It was also the only luxury car dealership in the entire county.

On the way there, Lai Wenyu excitedly browsed through different models on his phone.

"I feel like the GLE suits me perfectly... It's tall and imposing, yet it has the low-key composure of a mature man."

Shi Yajing rolled her eyes. "Sure, and I think a Bentley suits you perfectly too. Want me to buy you one of those?"

"Hahaha, I'm just kidding! A discounted C-Class is fine by me. A C-Class is still a Mercedes, after all!"

As a guy who had spent most of his time partying in bars ever since he went abroad, Lai Wenyu deeply understood one fundamental truth.

When being a gold digger, you had to drain the pond sustainably.

If he demanded a high-end luxury car right off the bat, it would be far too obvious, and his attitude wouldn't seem natural enough.

Besides, an entry-level luxury car from a top German brand was more than enough to show off when he drove it back to his hometown.

It would also show his parents that the money they spent sending him abroad to study hadn't been in vain.

At the moment, the two were driving the Shi family's Honda Accord.

It was an older sedan—relatively low-key and not particularly expensive.

However, the staff at the dealership recognized their license plate. So, as soon as Lai Wenyu parked the car, a manager hurried over with a respectful attitude to greet them.

"Yajing, welcome! How have your parents been lately?"

"They're doing great. They just went skiing in Northern Europe again..." Shi Yajing replied casually. Frowning, she looked slightly displeased. "Where's the general manager? Why are you the only one here to greet me?"

Usually, whenever Shi Yajing visited the local Mercedes dealership, the general manager would personally come out to receive her.

After all, she was a VIP client. There were only so many high-rollers in a small county town, and each one required careful and attentive pampering.

Yet today, the general manager hadn't even bothered to come out to the parking lot to greet her?

Shi Yajing found it rather strange.