Chapter 013 Sorry I Can't Come to See You Yet

Surrounded by so many onlookers and with her car blocked, the beautiful girl was provoked to anger. She lowered the window again, handed out a stack of cash from her bag, and cursed, "Country bumpkin, all you want is money, right? Here you go. Take the money and get out of the way. Don't block the road."

Luo Ziling didn't stand on ceremony; he reached out and took the money but only took six bank notes.

"You didn't injure me, so I don't need any other compensation, just the money for the phone will do," the price of this Redmi phone was five hundred and ninety-nine. After taking six bank notes, Luo Ziling took out a coin from his pocket and handed it back to the driver of the car, "Here's your change!"

The beautiful girl subconsciously took the coin Luo Ziling handed her, but after realizing what had happened, she flew into a rage once again, fiercely throwing the coin back at Luo Ziling and then stepping on the gas to speed away. As she left, she cursed "Bastard" and flipped the middle finger out of the car window.

When the beautiful girl threw the coin back at him, Luo Ziling deftly caught it.

After thinking it over, he still put the coin back into his pocket, contemplating that if he ever encountered her again, he would still give her the one yuan in change. He had spent five hundred and ninety-nine on the phone, and that was all she owed him.

Besides, she should have the broken phone and deal with it herself.

Otherwise, it seemed a bit unfair.

"Wow, that's actually a limited edition Ferrari sports car, worth at least over five million," Cao Jianhui said with a stupefied expression, shaking his head as he watched the luxury sports car drive away, "Such a beautiful girl, driving such a high-end sports car, couldn't she be a mistress kept by a rich guy? I heard that most of the school beauties are now kept by tycoons. But she might not be a student at our school, maybe she just lives nearby."

"Is this really a limited edition Ferrari sports car?" Wu Longjiang asked Cao Jianhui curiously, his face full of wonder, "You know so much about luxury cars?"

"I've studied them, so I know a bit," Cao Jianhui said mysteriously, "And I know that there are fewer than fifty of these limited edition sports cars in the country. On average, each province has only one or two. It's rare to see one near the school like today."

Cao Jianhui immediately began to show off his knowledge of luxury cars to his three roommates, leaving Li Fuming and Wu Longjiang utterly amazed.

Seeing the look of admiration on the faces of Li Fuming and Wu Longjiang, Cao Jianhui was as smug as he could be.

Luo Ziling didn't understand luxury cars at all and had no interest in them; what he cared about most now was the phone he had just bought.

"I'll have to go buy a new one, this one can't be used anymore," Luo Ziling said dejectedly, holding up his phone shattered into a spider web pattern, "Why am I so unlucky, getting a new phone smashed like this?"

"Boss, you're not unlucky, you're just not good at seizing opportunities," Cao Jianhui began to lecture Luo Ziling in the manner of someone who had been there, "How hot was that girl just now? And she drives a luxury car. You guys accidentally got into a conflict, but you didn't take the chance to chat her up and get her contact information. You didn't necessarily have to have her compensate you for the phone, you could have asked her to buy you dinner or have coffee as an apology. You're quite handsome, and if she had looked at you a few times, and you had looked at her a few times, maybe she would have taken a liking to you."

Cao Jianhui's words made Li Fuming and Wu Longjiang's eyes widen with an awestruck expression.

"Brother Two really knows the classic ways to pick up girls. Boss, you missed out, it's such a pity," Wu Longjiang said, shaking his head, "Why couldn't it have been me she ran into? Ah, why doesn't fate favor the prepared!"

With someone endorsing his opinion, Cao Jianhui became quite proud of himself. He patted Luo Ziling's shoulder earnestly and said, "Boss, even though you're our dorm's boss, you're still a newbie in the art of courting girls. You should learn more from me in the future. Uh, no, I mean you're the big brother. But that shouldn't stop you from learning from me. I can teach you the thirty-six secret techniques of picking up girls, uh…"

A loud burp interrupted Cao Jianhui's speech, and after the burp, he forgot what he was going to say next. He could only pat Luo Ziling's shoulder firmly again to indicate how serious he was.

"You said she might be kept by someone, didn't you?" Luo Ziling coldly retorted.

Scratching his head, Cao Jianhui suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "That's just speculation. She could be a rich girl. Normally, women who are kept wouldn't drive such a flashy sports car!"

Not wanting to talk about this with Cao Jianhui anymore, Luo Ziling ran back to buy the same model of phone and then returned to the dormitory with the other three guys.

Despite the unpleasantness, Luo Ziling's mood improved when he turned on his newly purchased phone.

On the way back to the dormitory, Luo Ziling sent a message to Li Jing, giving her his phone number.

Li Jing quickly replied to the text, saying she had noted his number.

Soon after, she sent another message, asking Luo Ziling to add her on WeChat using her phone number. Once he added her on WeChat, she would send him those photos.

Luo Ziling naturally agreed.

However, having just bought the phone, he was not familiar with its features and struggled for quite a while without being able to add Li Jing's WeChat.

He could only send her a message to tell her that he was still getting the hang of the phone's functions and would get back to her once he figured it out.

Li Jing, of course, agreed.

Seeing the messages Luo Ziling had sent, she couldn't help feeling a little sour in her heart. After contemplating, she also took screenshots of the messages and forwarded along with Luo Ziling's phone number to another person.

The woman who received these messages from Li Jing couldn't help but have her eyes redden as she read the contents.

Seated behind a large desk, this woman was exceedingly beautiful, her features so delicate that there was nothing to criticize; her hair was piled high, revealing a gracefully long neck that bespoke of nobility and intellect, captivating any man's gaze to linger on her without wanting to look away.

Looking at the screenshots and the forwarded phone number, she couldn't help but pick up the phone on her desk.

But after dialing the eighth digit, she put the handset back down and let out a long sigh.

Then she opened the drawer of her desk, took out several photos, and looked at them intently.

Tears finally spilled from her eyes, but she didn't bother to wipe them away, just staring blankly at the young boy in the photos.

Youthful, shy, reserved, his slight smile as pure as a mountain spring—seeing the boy's expression made her tears flow even more, her tear-misty eyes filled with maternal love.

After gazing tenderly for a while, she gently stroked the boy's cheek in the photo and whispered softly, "Nineteen years, you're already twenty years old, time flies. That you could come to Yanjing is the best outcome I can secure for you now. Forgive me for not being able to see you yet; they won't allow us to meet. But don't worry, we will definitely meet soon..."