It looks a bit ugly, but it is also a relatively new phone in the last two or three years.

Many working class people are still reluctant to buy it.

What’s more, Fang Lina is just a college student?

It would be nice to have a mobile phone!

Fang Lina: ...It's seriously different from my expectations, but it's not too bad.

Yes, it’s nice to have a mobile phone.

"Lina, if you don't mind, you can use it."

Seeing Fang Lina's eyes light up again, Fu Simin's eyes flashed with sarcasm and pride, and she spoke reservedly.

"I don't mind! Oh, why would I mind?"

The old mobile phone that the princess replaced would sell for two to three thousand yuan on the market.

Two or three thousand yuan is enough for her living expenses for most of half a year.

Even after getting the phone, Fang Lina still hadn't forgotten about the high-end Western restaurant. "Princess, your daddy—"

Fu Simin: ...How can Fang Lina be so greedy that she wants to swallow an elephant?

He really wants a cell phone, steak and red wine!

The key point is that this Western meal really hit Fu Simin's lungs.

Daddy left her and went straight back to Hong Kong City!

There was no explanation, no comfort, as if she was not his beloved little princess at all, but just a pet that could be summoned and dismissed at will!

"Pah! Pah! I'm not a pet! I'm Daddy's biological daughter, the fruit of his and Mom's love... Daddy must have something very important to tell you!"

Fu Simin tried desperately to comfort herself.

The effect was quite good. While deceiving myself, the little idea that had just popped up in my mind was instantly suppressed.

Fu Simin's mood improved slightly, and she patiently explained to Fang Lina, "My dad had something urgent to do, so he rushed back to Hong Kong City."

Fang Lina was immediately disappointed: "Ah? Back to Hong Kong City!"

Steak and red wine gone bad?

Did she, did she buy this "dress" for nothing?

Fang Lina lowered her head and looked at the brand-name dress that cost her hundreds of dollars with regret.

Fang Lina's body language was too obvious. Fu Simin was neither stupid nor blind, so she could see it clearly.

Cursing inwardly, "Small family!", Fu Simin thought for a moment and said, "My dad is gone, but we can go eat by ourselves!"

"Oh, right, we can call some of my childhood friends. They're all from the big compound in Beijing—"

Fu Simin is used to showing off his nobility.

Half of her nobility comes from her wealthy father in Hong Kong, and the other half comes from her many childhood friends in the Beijing compound.

The best candidate is definitely Qin Yichen.

Even ordinary people who often watch the news have heard of Mr. Qin's name.

Unfortunately, since I went to Hong Kong three years ago and Qin Yichen took a year off from school due to illness, the contact between the two has gradually decreased.

This time when she returned to Beijing to attend university, Fu Simin originally wanted to find more time to reconnect with Qin Yichen.

However, he was a college student, while Qin Yichen was still a miserable senior high school student.

Not to mention the elders of the Qin family, even Qin Yichen himself, the once playful and mischievous young master, actually said seriously: "I'm in my third year of high school now. I have a tight schedule and heavy tasks. I can't go out and play with you guys anymore."

Qin Yichen completely treated Fu Simin as a childhood friend and a "brother" who played together.

When he speaks, he doesn't need to be too tactful, he basically says what he thinks.

Fu Simin: ...She is a beloved little princess.

Even among many childhood friends, he should be the focus of everyone's attention.

She finally got back, and the other brothers were all very welcoming and willing to eat, drink and play with her.

Only Qin Yichen——

"Hmph, rare!"

"You're not the only one, I have many childhood friends!"

Fu Simin's princess syndrome flared up. Qin Yichen was not close to her, and she was unwilling to take the initiative to get close to him.

He bypassed Qin Yichen and rekindled his friendship with the other three generations.

In addition, she not only has a childhood friend, but also a "brother".

Compared to the difficult-to-conquer Qin Yichen, Qiliancheng is much more satisfying.

Just by snapping his fingers, Qilian Cheng would rush towards him.

It was like this in the provincial capital back then, and it is still like this now in the capital.

Oh, by the way, Qi Liancheng is the youngest son of the female boss that Chang Aiguo wanted to get close to.

It turns out that their family is also from the capital.

It’s just that Qi Liancheng’s father served in the army in Province A when he was young, and then he married the Iron Lady and settled down in Province A.

Qi Liancheng is one year older than Fu Simin and took the college entrance examination normally this year.

Because his grandparents were in Beijing and his "sister" Fu Simin was also going to study at B University, Qi Liancheng was admitted to the military academy in Beijing.

Driving a white jeep, Qi Liancheng's already handsome appearance looked even more free and easy.

"Is this your brother?"

Fang Lina's eyes widened. The white jeep was nothing, the key was the license plate number.