"A Rolls-Royce Phantom, that's the price."
Su Yurou sat up straighter, her eyes filled with an indefinable envy.
"Xiaofan, I've always felt you were a gem, a talent buried in obscurity."
"Trust me, if you're willing to leave this backwater, you'll achieve more than Sister Zhou."
Su Yurou's tone was resolute, brooking no argument.
This was also one of the reasons she had gone to such lengths to please Lin Fan.
"I... I think my current life is quite good."
Lin Fan saw fierce ambition and desire in her eyes.
Just by her demeanor, he could tell this woman was first-rate in terms of scheming, capability, and willpower.
"You're resorting to this tactic again."
Su Yurou smiled, a smile that was anything but ordinary.
Wang Ying noticed her subtle shift and advised, "Let's just eat. We can discuss those pointless things later."
At that moment, the waiter brought over the steaks.
Su Yurou began skillfully cutting into the succulent steak with her knife.
Her movements were slightly exaggerated, as if she were carving flesh from someone.
Lin Fan could tell she was angry, and very much so.
However, to Lin Fan, her anger was her own business.
Did her anger mean he had to do as she pleased?
It made no sense.
"Mister, the bill."
Having finished eating without much appetite, Su Yurou beckoned the waiter.
Lin Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It was finally over.
Every second he spent here felt like torture.
He kept feeling eyes of all sorts scanning him, their gazes filled with hidden meaning.
Su Yurou and Wang Ying were both around thirty, still beautiful women.
With him, a young and strong man, among them, it was hard not to spark some wild thoughts.
Outside the Western restaurant, Su Yurou got into the driver's seat without a word.
Wang Ying hesitated for a moment and said, "Yurou, why don't you drop me home first?"
"Don't do that."
Su Yurou started the car and said with a smile, "Let's go see Xiaofan's new apartment together. Consider it a relaxing outing."
She looked at Lin Fan and asked, "Where's the address?"
"Let me check." Lin Fan took out the slip of paper written by Little Zheng from his pocket and read, "No. 130, Xingxin Road, Lanxi Community, Building 8, Unit 1, Apartment 1101."
"Oh, a good neighborhood. Not cheap, is it?"
As Su Yurou drove onto the road, she continued, "I heard it's selling for seven thousand per square meter."
"That expensive?"
Lin Fan's understanding was still stuck in his school days, when housing prices in his hometown were only two to three thousand per square meter.
"It's a high-class community, of course it's expensive."
Su Yurou's tone held a hint of sourness, "Sister Zhou is really good to you!"
Lin Fan took a deep breath and hesitated, "Perhaps... I should return the keys to her next time?"
"Pfft..."
Su Yurou let out a chuckle and shook her head helplessly.
The sports car sped south and soon stopped by the roadside.
As Lin Fan stepped out, he saw the grand and luxurious entrance of the community.
"Let's go."
Su Yurou, in her high heels, walked ahead gracefully with Wang Ying.
The gatekeeper asked a few simple questions and then let them in.
After all, the three of them had arrived in a sports car, so they couldn't possibly be petty thieves.
The two beauties chatted as they walked, commenting knowledgeably on the landscaping and layout of the community.
Lin Fan followed behind them and soon entered a towering residential building.
"Xiaofan, come in quickly."
As Su Yurou stepped into the elevator, she turned and beckoned to Lin Fan.
Lin Fan grunted and hurried in.
"The eleventh floor, eighteen floors in total. That's a good floor."
Su Yurou commented casually.
Lin Fan didn't know if it was good or not. He only knew that he wasn't dreaming and that he indeed owned a house worth over a million.
He just hadn't decided yet whether to return the keys to Zhou Yi.
The elevator ascended, vibrating slightly.
Lin Fan watched the numbers on the electronic board change. In a few seconds, it stopped at eleven and remained there.
Swish!
The elevator doors opened, and the sensor lights flickered on.
Lin Fan stepped out first, followed closely by the two beautiful women.
He fumbled with the key a few times and successfully opened the door to the east-facing apartment.
"Find the circuit breaker."
The apartment was dark, making everything appear hazy.
A refreshing scent made his heart beat a little faster.
He looked around and found the breaker box to the left of the entrance.
He opened the box and flipped the switch.
Zzzt!
With a faint current, the living room chandelier immediately lit up.
Suddenly, Lin Fan was dumbfounded. Was this his apartment?
A spacious and bright living room, with antique-style furniture.
Calligraphy and paintings, potted plants, a landscape screen, porcelain vases, and various household appliances – all arranged with meticulous taste, presenting a generous layout and elegant style.
"New Chinese style, not bad."
The two beauties, one on each side, examined every room.
"Three bedrooms and two living rooms, about 120 square meters."
"The finishing materials are good too; the wooden doors feel quite solid."
Lin Fan listened to their comments, feeling like a complete novice, unable to contribute.
"I'm going to the restroom."
Wang Ying called out as she turned, then opened a frosted glass door and went inside.
"Xiaofan, come to the balcony and see. The night view is great."
Su Yurou's voice came from the master bedroom. Lin Fan followed the sound.
At the end of the dimly lit bedroom, a window was open.
Su Yurou stood by the window, her dark hair flowing in the breeze.
She pointed at the colorful neon lights outside and exclaimed excitedly, "Look, how beautiful!"
The traffic on the road resembled a flowing ribbon of light, dreamlike and enchanting, truly a beautiful sight.
"Xiaofan, how does it feel?"
Su Yurou turned her head, her lightly made-up face appearing exceptionally charming.
"It's alright, I guess."
Faced with her like this, Lin Fan felt a touch of discomfort.
At the same time, Lin Fan had a premonition that she was about to bring up the same topic again.
As Lin Fan had predicted, he was right.
The next second, she launched into her sermon: "There are so many beautiful things in the world, things you've never even experienced. Don't you want to see them?"
Her words held great allure for many people.
But for Lin Fan, they were entirely useless.
She had no idea what Lin Fan truly desired.
"No."
Lin Fan's reply was curt.
"Touch your conscience and say it!"
Su Yurou shouted.
"Even with my hand on my conscience, I'd say the same."
Lin Fan stiffened his neck, his reply even more decisive this time.
"Say that again!"
Su Yurou suddenly grabbed Lin Fan's hand and placed it on her body.
"Xiaofan~ Do you like it?"
Su Yurou's beautiful eyes were filled with cunning and a burning intensity.
Though this intensity was feigned, it had some effect on Lin Fan.
"I... I..."
Lin Fan was momentarily speechless, unable to give a clear-cut answer.
"No answer means implied consent."
Su Yurou said triumphantly, "Then let me ask you again, do you like Sister Wang Ying?"