Zhou Yi stood before an incredibly eye-catching Ferrari sports car.
Kong Huaijin took her bag from Zhou Yi's hands, pulled out a pair of sunglasses and put them on, then tossed the bag onto the back seat before sliding into the driver's seat.
"Get in, Ah Yi."
"Maybe I should drive, sis."
"It's fine, just hop in."
The woman in the car was young and beautiful, sitting behind the wheel with her sunglasses on, looking like a scene straight out of a movie.
The boys at the school gate couldn’t take their eyes off her.
Zhou Yi, a handsome college student standing by the car, looked every bit like a young man being pampered by a wealthy older woman.
"Damn, that’s the female CEO everyone’s been talking about on the forums. She’s ridiculously gorgeous."
"I can’t even imagine how happy and carefree I’d become if I got into that sports car."
"Putting the car aside, she really is stunning."
"Can you even put the car aside? I sure can’t."
"Zhou Yi’s got it made. Why couldn’t I have been born with that face?"
"Bro, you really think it’s just about looks? Zhou Yi won national competitions and started his own company. He could drop over ten million on a car without blinking. You think some rich woman just took a liking to him because of his face?"
"Who knows, maybe he’ll end up even richer than her someday."
The students at the school gate buzzed with chatter about the scene, but Zhou Yi didn’t mind. Even if they said he was a kept man, most of them were just jealous.
Everyone wants a taste of the easy life—those who can’t get it are just bitter.
He opened the door and got into the passenger seat.
Kong Huaijin suddenly pulled out her phone.
"Look at the camera."
Turns out she wanted to take a selfie with him.
Zhou Yi smiled and leaned slightly toward Kong Huaijin as she pressed the shutter.
In the photo, the two looked like a picture-perfect couple—him handsome, her beautiful, with an undeniable chemistry.
Kong Huaijin had originally just wanted to show off to Luo Bingqing that she was hanging out with Zhou Yi, but now, looking at the photo, she felt there was something... ambiguous about the way they looked together.
In the end, she didn’t send the photo, but she didn’t delete it either.
"Judging from your social media, I didn’t think you took selfies."
"I just have some people blocked. Only my close friends can see them."
"No wonder. So, will I get to see your selfies next time?"
Kong Huaijin raised an eyebrow. "Depends on whether you agree to have dinner with me on Wednesday."
With that, she hit the gas, leaving the crowd of envious students behind in a cloud of dust.
The wind tousled her light hair as she drove, sunglasses on, looking impossibly cool.
Zhou Yi rarely used the word "handsome" to describe a woman, but the one beside him was exactly that—stunning and effortlessly charismatic.
"Those guys back there couldn’t take their eyes off you."
"Of course. One day, when you drive a sports car to campus, you’ll have just as many girls staring at you. Actually, scratch that—even without a sports car, plenty of girls were checking you out on our way here today."
"Maybe they were looking at you."
Kong Huaijin chuckled, her mood lifting a little more.
Women always appreciate a compliment.
"Speaking of which, I’ve been thinking about buying a sports car."
"Sure, want me to give you some recommendations?"
Kong Huaijin’s garage was packed with luxury cars, so she knew a thing or two about them.
Zhou Yi smiled. "Sure, next time you’re free, come car shopping with me."
"I’m always free. Money’s endless—one more day or one less doesn’t matter."
As they chatted, time flew by. The sports car sped through downtown, and before long, they arrived at the amusement park.
"This is the place?"
"Yep."
"Pretty crowded."
Even outside the park, long lines had formed—mostly parents with kids and young couples.
Zhou Yi and Kong Huaijin joined the queue to get in.
For her, this was a novel experience.
Kong Huaijin usually had models try on clothes for her when she went shopping. The places she frequented rarely required waiting—she had VIP access to high-end malls and luxury brands, with purchases delivered straight to her doorstep.
Sometimes, the wealthy really did have privileges—hard to deny that.
Zhou Yi wanted to show her things she didn’t normally do. For the rich, this was entertainment.
It was like those CEOs living in skyscrapers who suddenly wanted a taste of rural life—but ask them to do it every day, and they’d balk.
This trip to the amusement park was the same—a one-time experience that would leave a lasting impression.
Today was the park’s anniversary event, so the crowds were thick. People jostled, and Kong Huaijin, standing in front, was pushed back a step. Zhou Yi steadied her with a hand on her wrist, murmuring, "Careful."
He was a gentleman—no attempt to pull her into an embrace, just a simple touch that didn’t overstep.
The warmth of his fingers on her wrist sent her pulse racing.
Everyone was a visual creature. No matter how rational, there came a moment when beauty could captivate.
She’d never really studied Zhou Yi’s face up close before—this was the first time.
Kong Huaijin turned her head slightly, feigning composure. "I’m fine. Just lost my balance with so many people."
Zhou Yi noticed her ears had turned pink.
But he pretended not to see.
Kong Huaijin had too much pride and self-awareness. If she realized he’d noticed her fluster, she’d find a way to bolt—maybe even cut the outing short.
That was her nature: the moment she sensed she might be falling, she’d retreat.
Zhou Yi couldn’t let her run. Otherwise, the "game" was over.
He released her wrist, maintaining just the right distance—friendly, nothing more.
With tickets in hand, they entered the park.
Inside, it was a lively spectacle—mascots roamed, and rows of charmingly decorated shops lined the streets.
Many rides had long waits, so Zhou Yi and Kong Huaijin agreed to check them out later when the crowds thinned.
Truthfully, Kong Huaijin wasn’t keen on roller coasters. She’d rather explore the cute little stores.
Along the way, mascots waved at them, some even playfully fawning over Kong Huaijin. Zhou Yi strongly suspected those were guys in costumes.
At one point, a mascot holding flowers passed by. Zhou Yi turned to her. "Sis, want to take some photos? I’ll snap a few for you today."
The festive atmosphere had rubbed off on her. She smiled, eyes curving.
"Sure, but I hope your photography skills are decent. Handsome guys usually can’t take good pictures."
"You’ll find out soon enough."
Zhou Yi had spent attribute points in the system’s shop to unlock a photography cheat.
A playboy who couldn’t make a beautiful woman look good in photos was no playboy at all.
[Which version of Kong Huaijin is the one in your heart?]
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