The next afternoon, Lu Chichi, who was happily spending time with Ye Xuan, suddenly received a call.
"Oh? Xiaoyue? What? You're coming to the Capital City? You want to meet me?"
Lu Chichi was taken aback.
"Yeah, it's been so long—I miss you," came a sweet voice from the other end of the line.
"How have you been?" the girl asked.
"Not bad," Lu Chichi replied.
"Do you have a boyfriend yet?"
"Yes, I do," Lu Chichi said shyly.
"Great! I'm flying into the Capital City, but I'm unfamiliar with the area. Could your boyfriend pick me up from the airport? It'd be a big favor," the girl said playfully.
After hanging up, Lu Chichi turned to Ye Xuan with a coy smile.
"Ye Xuan, my childhood friend is coming to the Capital City to visit me. She works in Pengcheng and doesn't know her way around here. Could you pick her up from the airport?"
"Oh?" Ye Xuan raised an eyebrow. "But my car only has two seats. If I go, you won't be able to join me."
"I know." Lu Chichi pouted adorably. "Please~?"
"Alright." Ye Xuan thought about it—he had no plans for the afternoon anyway, so why not?
That afternoon, a plane descended onto the Capital City airport.
As Zhou Xiaoyue stepped off, she wrinkled her nose.
"Ugh, so much smog. The visibility is terrible!"
She fanned her face and sneered. "The air quality here is way worse than in Pengcheng."
This was Zhou Xiaoyue, Lu Chichi's childhood friend. Currently working at a foreign enterprise in Pengcheng, she enjoyed a high salary and had a wealthy, handsome boyfriend who owned a 50-million BMW and a house in Pengcheng.
While her trip to the Capital City was primarily for a company training program, meeting up with Lu Chichi was a convenient excuse.
However, Zhou Xiaoyue had a hidden agenda—competition.
As someone who had successfully built a life in Pengcheng, Zhou Xiaoyue felt proud of her accomplishments. In her mind, a "slow-witted, directionally challenged" girl like Lu Chichi couldn't possibly be doing better than her.
She couldn't wait to show off. After all, flaunting one's achievements is a universal human impulse—Maslow's fourth layer of needs.
"What? Lu Chichi said her boyfriend's picking me up? Where is he?" Zhou Xiaoyue glanced around, curiosity mingling with skepticism.
Her competitive instincts kicked in. She wanted to compare Lu Chichi's boyfriend to her own high-achieving partner. Confident in her boyfriend's superiority, she relished the chance to come out on top.
At the airport exit, Ye Xuan arrived just as Zhou Xiaoyue called.
"Hello, are you Lu Chichi's boyfriend? I've just arrived. Where are you?"
"I'm at Exit 13, next to a white van," Ye Xuan replied.
A van?
Zhou Xiaoyue's impression of Ye Xuan plummeted.
Figures. Someone like Lu Chichi couldn't possibly land an impressive boyfriend.
Approaching Exit 13, she spotted a slightly worn white van and raised an eyebrow.
But then she saw Ye Xuan.
"This guy… he's kinda handsome," she thought, briefly startled.
Still, Zhou Xiaoyue maintained her composure. She didn't care much about appearances and kept her demeanor lukewarm—neither friendly nor rude. She treated Ye Xuan like a driver rather than her friend's boyfriend.
Ye Xuan, perceptive as ever, immediately picked up on her indifference.
He didn't mind. This was just a ride—no need to prove anything to a mere acquaintance.
"Let's go," Ye Xuan said simply, leading the way.
"Aren't we getting in the car?" Zhou Xiaoyue asked, puzzled.
"The car? It's in the parking lot. You can't park here," Ye Xuan explained casually.
"This van isn't yours?" Zhou Xiaoyue felt a twinge of embarrassment.
"Of course not," Ye Xuan chuckled.
Leading her to the parking lot, Ye Xuan pressed a button on his key fob. A sleek red Pagani Huayra lit up, its lights flashing.
"Wow, what an amazing car!"
Zhou Xiaoyue's jaw dropped in disbelief. Her attitude instantly became warmer.
Nothing needed to be said. The word "supercar" spoke volumes.
Ye Xuan was clearly wealthier than her boyfriend, who only drove a 50-million BMW.
"It's okay," Ye Xuan said nonchalantly, starting the car.
Cautiously, Zhou Xiaoyue climbed into the Pagani, careful not to scuff anything. Once she buckled her seatbelt, she discreetly pulled out her phone to search for the car's price.
"Pagani Huayra Arrives in Yucheng: Priced at 90 Million!"
90 million!
Zhou Xiaoyue's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Internally, she screamed, "What the hell?!"
Her attitude toward Ye Xuan turned noticeably enthusiastic.
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