NOVPUBSeeing Xu Qian leave, Guo Xiong lost the desire to attend the party and drove away in his car.
As a result, the gathering around the brazier for tea became a contest between Lu Yuan, Wu Bin, and Han Jiaoyan.
Seeing Han Jiaoyan sitting on the motorcycle, her entire body pressed against Wu Bin, with her arms wrapped around his waist.
Lu Yuan, sitting in his Mercedes, was grinding his teeth to bits.
What a miscalculation!
He never expected Wu Bin to have a motorcycle!
And the price of this motorcycle wasn’t cheap, at least a million!
Why do so many people think love during student days is wonderful?
Because at that time, love is clear and pure.
In school, if a girl likes you, most of the time it’s because you’re just her type.
Or maybe you’re humorous and have some personal charm, enough to win a girl’s heart.
But once you graduate and enter society,
You’ll find that women’s criteria for liking men have increased.
It’s not just about being good-looking; you’re also expected to have some economic strength.
Having a car and a house is a must, and even your job, monthly salary, and promotion prospects are taken into account.
Lu Yuan’s Mercedes would be very attractive to women who had already graduated, especially those who had been roughed up by society.
But for college girls, to put it plainly, it’s just average.
Could a Mercedes be as cool as a motorcycle?
Haven’t you seen "A Moment of Romance"?
All guys want to be Andy Lau, and which girl doesn’t want to be the one in the back seat like Wu Qianlian?
Under everyone’s envious gaze, Wu Bin started the motorcycle.
But as soon as it started, the bike jolted abruptly.
Wu Bin tried again, and once more, the bike jolted abruptly.
It jerked repeatedly, making Wu Bin look like a complete amateur.
Lu Yuan, sitting in the Mercedes, now wore a smug smile.
"Wu Bin, you don’t know how to ride, do you?"
Wu Bin was a bit embarrassed.
"It’s not me; it seems to be a problem with the bike. It seems to have a mind of its own."
Lu Yuan looked disdainful.
A mind of its own?
If you can’t ride, you can’t ride. Why make up all these excuses?
Lu Yuan said sarcastically, "Why don’t you two take my car instead? It’s spacious, and you won’t be jerking around like this. How can we ensure Ms. Han’s safety on the road later?"
"Right, Ms. Han..."
Before Lu Yuan could finish his sentence, he suddenly noticed Han Jiaoyan’s face had turned a deep red.
Lu Yuan froze, full of question marks, not understanding.
Why are you blushing like a red-hot teapot?
Why turn red riding a motorcycle?
Soon, Lu Yuan understood why.
Every time Wu Bin stopped, Han Jiaoyan, because of inertia, would crash hard against him.
At first, Wu Bin didn’t realize this and just found it annoying that Han Jiaoyan was crashing into him like she had no bones.
But then Wu Bin realized something was off.
With every jolt, as Han Jiaoyan kept bumping into him, even Wu Bin with his iron-clad physique was starting to feel overwhelmed.
"Wu Bin, you’re so bad," Han Jiaoyan whispered into his ear, her warm breath tickling his earlobe with a flirtatious voice that was intoxicating to hear.
Wu Bin got goosebumps all over, his face turned beet red, and he coughed, "Well, it’s true that there seems to be a problem with my bike. Maybe you should sit in the Mercedes."
Han Jiaoyan shook her head.
"No, I like your bike. It’s thrilling."
Damn!
Can’t you speak properly?
How are we going to stay friends after this!
Wu Bin started the motorcycle one last time, and strangely enough, this time it worked perfectly fine with no issues.
Wu Bin was speechless.
He had a vague feeling that there was something odd about this car.
"Classmate Lu Yuan, my bike seems to be fixed, let’s set off."
After Wu Bin said this, he rode off with Han Jiaoyan.
Lu Yuan’s face turned ashen, sitting in the Mercedes-Benz suffused with the feeling that he had been cuckolded.
It was then that he finally came back to his senses.
Was it because Wu Bin’s driving skills were poor?
No, it was because his heart was truly filthy!
Damn it, Wu Bin used the excuse of a bike problem to take advantage of Han Jiaoyan right in front of him!
Lu Yuan’s eyes burned with a fierce resentment, wishing he could devour Wu Bin alive!
He hadn’t even held Han Jiaoyan’s hand, yet Wu Bin had already started taking what he could get?
So shameless!
The photographer also keenly captured this moment, promptly giving Lu Yuan a close-up. 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘱𝘶𝑏.𝑐𝘰𝑚
The live stream audience was rolling with laughter.
"The photographer really knows how to snap the right shots, worthy of being a professional from the TV station."
"This guy’s face is turning green with anger, and it’s even greener on top."
"It’s still my bro Wu Bin after all, quietly taking advantage without making a sound, and he acted so naturally, I almost really thought he was a sigma male."
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! The official match for my bro Wu Bin is clearly Sister Bingbing!"
Seeing Wu Bin riding away, the production crew also hurriedly got into the car to follow and continue filming.
Lu Yuan’s Mercedes-Benz was close behind.
When Wu Bin drove up to the school gate, a group of security guards immediately surrounded him with riot forks at the ready.
Jiang Lin’s attitude was even more aggressive, almost as if he wanted to pull the rider off the bike.
Seeing so many security guards in front, Han Jiaoyan was also very nervous.
After all, the security guards at the Agriculture University were notoriously strict.
If they got caught, would they receive a disciplinary action?
Feeling Han Jiaoyan tighten her grip on his hand, Wu Bin reassured her:
"Don’t be afraid, I know these people."
Wu Bin stopped his motorcycle, and Jiang Lin, along with a group of guards, quickly surrounded them with an intimidating air.
"Get off the bike!"
"Don’t you know motorcycles are not allowed on campus? Who let you..."
Wu Bin took off his helmet, and Jiang Lin shivered, almost reacting with fright.
"Wu... Wu Bin stu... student? It’s you?"
Wu Bin said with a smile, "Bro Jiang, this motorcycle is my vehicle, I didn’t know I’m not allowed to ride it in school, you see..."
"You can ride! Of course, you can ride if it’s you!"
Jiang Lin’s attitude took an immediate one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn.
He waved at the security office.
"What are you standing around for, open the gate quickly! Hurry up and let Student Wu Bin out!"
The guards scrambled to open the barrier, stood aside, and made way for Wu Bin.
Wu Bin had been thinking about smoothing things over with Jiang Lin, considering stuffing him a couple of packs of cigarettes.
But to his surprise, Jiang Lin was so easy to talk to.
"Thanks, Bro Jiang."
Wu Bin put on his helmet and rode out of the school gate.
Jiang Lin hurriedly said from behind that it was nothing.
Watching Wu Bin ride off, Jiang Lin breathed a sigh of relief.
Another security guard came up and whispered:
"Team Jiang, was it necessary to be so cordial with him? At the end of the day, he’s just a student."
Jiang Lin glared at him.
"You don’t know shit!"
"Didn’t you see him riding the motorcycle?"
"If he had an accident on campus, could you or I afford the responsibility? If he wants to leave, would you not hurry to let him go, or wait until he’s lying on the ground and personally take him to the hospital?"
"In the future, use your eyes more, be polite when you see Wu Bin, and don’t go provoking him!"
"Otherwise, you can’t afford the consequences!"
After Jiang Lin said this, he vaguely felt that something was off.
This conversation seemed a bit too familiar, didn’t it?
