In the early hours of the morning, in the corner of the nightclub that was still noisy and dazzling, Liang Guanyu, who was almost drunk, looked at the brothers around him talking, laughing and drinking with girls. When he heard the notification tone of his mobile phone, he decisively pushed away the girl next to him, and silently turned on his phone regardless of the girl's cursing.

It was a message from a familiar profile picture, his friend's ex-girlfriend, and Zhao Mei's roommate: "Liang Guanyu, don't you think Zhao Mei has been acting strange since school started?"

Liang Guanyu stirred his alcohol-numbed brain: "What's the matter? Isn't it just that I've lost weight and become more beautiful?"

Yin Chunya was speechless: "Don't you think about it? Counting the months she said she left early for internship during her junior year, it's only been five or six months at most. How could she suddenly be so thin and beautiful? Do you think it's possible? If she looked like this back then, would I even need to introduce her to you?"

Liang Guanyu half-closed his eyes for a moment, feeling that what he said seemed to make some sense: "It seems impossible... At that time... Although I really couldn't bear to see her fat face, so we hadn't seen each other for several months, and even less after the summer vacation..." His mind froze as he thought about Zhao Mei's current appearance. "But I have always asked for money, and she has given it to me. If she was so pretty back then, wouldn't she have dumped me long ago?"

Yin Chunya sneered. This man was a bit self-aware even after drinking too much. "Speaking of asking for money, Zhao Mei is now wearing luxury goods. She wears Fendi clothes and Hermès bags. It doesn't matter if you don't know the brand, but these add up to more than 100,000 yuan."

"Ten...hundreds of thousands? Hundreds of thousands?!" Liang Guanyu's half-closed eyes snapped open almost instantly. "Where did she get so much money?! I asked her for a few hundred yuan to pay the bill, and she was so hesitant that it embarrassed me!"

"That's why I said something's wrong. She applied for a three-year work-study program at school, and she's incredibly frugal in her daily life." Yin Chunya said, viciously confirming her guess. "She must have had plastic surgery and then liposuction, and relied on her painted-skin, foxy face to be kept by someone! Otherwise, where would she get the money?"

Liang Guanyu was getting angrier and angrier as she listened. "She has enough money to buy herself a dress worth hundreds of thousands, but she doesn't have money to pay me? She has enough money for plastic surgery to hang around with an older man, but she doesn't have money to buy me anything? She's really grown cocky and smug, she doesn't even know how much she weighs!"

Yin Chunya knew her plan was going strong after hearing this. "So, today I saw her seducing another guy. Isn't that cheating on you? Since she's still shamelessly seducing people to support her after plastic surgery, why don't we unite and let everyone know what she's like? That way, she can't cheat on you anymore and can only be with you?"

Liang Guanyu, drunk, wasn't completely sober even after being spurred by the hundreds of thousands of dollars. Thinking of Zhao Mei's pretty face and curvaceous figure, he practically drooled. "That's it! Damn it! She thinks she's a human being just because she looks so good! Who else would want her but me? What a fat pig!"

Liang Guanyu's remaining rationality made him not forget to ask: "What do you want me to do? I won't appear on camera. I want to pick up girls later."

Yin Chunya felt nauseous when she heard the sound of him slurping his saliva, but she could only hold it in when she thought of the photos in his hand. "No, no, it's fun to make up stories and tell half-truths. No one will believe you if you make it too clear. Just send me a few photos of the two of you together, and I'll blur them out."

Liang Guanyu scratched his head. "A photo? Just one. I'll send it to you right away. This one was taken by her at her begging."

While complaining about Liang Guanyu, a scumbag, for only having one photo together after being together for a year, Yin Chunya saved the photo. Seeing Liang Guanyu scolding Zhao Mei until he died down, she knew that he was probably fast asleep. She exited the chat without paying any more attention and continued to stay up late to sort out the photos until dawn.

The next day, Zhao Mei, who got up late, brushed her teeth, washed, changed clothes, and went out as quickly as ever. She went out like the wind, and it was not until she sat in Zhao Jing's car that she realized her calf began to hurt. Zhao Mei's eyebrows twitched slightly in pain.

Yesterday I spent the whole day either standing as a human search engine or running around the square handing out flyers. I hardly had any rest, so it's no surprise that my legs and arms are aching now.

Finally, with the joint efforts of Zhao Mei and Zhao Jing, Zhao Mei arrived at the subject one examination room on time, ran upstairs panting to start the exam.

The questions that made her sick were not difficult for Zhao Mei. She finished the test easily, looked at the 98 on the screen, stood up and left. It was still early, so she could go to the driving school to try driving. She hadn't actually touched a car since leaving the system space, and she really wanted to give it a try.

When I arrived at the driving school, I found the one-on-one instructor I had met before and asked if I could practice now. After getting the answer of yes, the two of us walked towards the open space together.

Zhao Mei's coach is an experienced coach who has been teaching for more than ten years. He is not only experienced in teaching driving, but also has rich experience in scolding people.

The training car assigned to Zhao Mei was parked on the side of the open space. Although it looked very old, it was still clean. Zhao Mei couldn't wait to sit in the driver's seat and hold the steering wheel in front of her. The novel feeling of synchronization between soul and body spread throughout Zhao Mei's body.

The skilled operation of getting on the car made the old coach next to him hold the thermos cup and be speechless. Zhao Mei looked at the person sitting next to her and then remembered that she was no longer in the system space. She turned her head to look at the coach.

The coach looked at her anxious eyes, briefly explained how to start, and then let Zhao Mei try it herself.

Zhao Mei tried but failed to start the car successfully and frowned. After all, the car models in the system were too good and too new. Because the system was obsessed with fair, rich and beautiful women, almost all of them were the best cars. This old car and old model was the first time she drove it.

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