Yao Ruxing also looked around and found that many boys in the classroom were staring at her and Wu Yue.
Yao Ruxing is the campus belle of Jinghua University and is the center of attention wherever she goes, but that shouldn't be enough to attract so many students to audit this boring class today.
She pointed to the empty podium and said, "It seems the school notified us that a big name in the financial world would be giving a lecture today. He's young, rich, and handsome."
When Yao Ruxing saw Wu Yue looking at her, she quickly waved her hands and explained, "I...I didn't come here for that reason. I came to find you..."
As soon as she finished speaking, a tall silhouette appeared in the window by the corridor.
Immediately afterward, a man in a casual suit walked into the classroom. He carried no books, only a cell phone. He was around twenty-five years old, and indeed handsome, the kind of man who was very attractive.
Wu Yue turned her head, about to say something to Yan Chiyu, but saw that this guy was leisurely giving directions to the ghosts that poked their heads out from underground, and even chatting with them.
Wu Yue suddenly thought that watching Bao Xinbao act pretentious wasn't so bad after all.
...
As soon as get out of class ended, Bao Xinbao was surrounded by his classmates, who asked him all sorts of questions, about his girlfriend, his boyfriend, and their WeChat accounts.
Wu Yue greeted him from afar and then slipped away.
Yan Chiyu followed slowly behind, his expression not as relaxed as usual.
"What's wrong?" Wu Yue slowed her pace and walked alongside him. "What were you talking about with that guy just now?"
Yan Chiyu briefly recounted the content of their conversation: "The ghost messengers who came up from the underworld to fetch wine were old acquaintances. After chatting for a while, they mentioned that a very important person had recently arrived in the underworld, and wherever this important person went, it became a forbidden area. They talked about how King Yama treated this distinguished guest with great respect, but none of the ghost messengers had ever seen what the distinguished guest looked like; that guy was very mysterious."
"Who could be someone treated like a distinguished guest by the King of Hell?" Wu Yue wondered.
Yan Chiyu reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair that had fallen into her eyes, revealing the girl's clear and calm eyes: "Don't you have Mu Junyan's WeChat? Ask him."
Wu Yue shook her head. "Let's forget about it. This has nothing to do with us, and it's not good to ask rashly. Besides, I'm not that interested."
She grabbed the young man's hand, her eyes sparkling: "Let's go, I want to eat barbecue!"
"good."
...
Across from Peking University, a nationally renowned barbecue chain opened. The interior is decorated in an antique style, reminiscent of ancient taverns and bustling street scenes.
In the afternoon, a huge orange streak of light stretched across the sky, like the tail of a lark's kiss. And not far away, the main street of the capital was bathed in the long twilight.
The long tables on both sides of the shop entrance were full of customers holding number tags. Wu Yue was suggesting that they eat somewhere else; there were too many people, and she didn't have the patience to wait.
Yan Chiyu presented a card directly to the front desk, on which was engraved an elegant ancient character.
Upon seeing this, the receptionist quickly adopted a respectful expression, "Please follow me, both of you."
Yan Chiyu explained in a low voice, "This restaurant is owned by an old friend's family, so there's no need to wait for a table."
Wu Yue couldn't help but sigh, "This is the benefit of having friends who have money."
Most reputable and upscale restaurants reserve a few tables for VIPs or internal staff. While these tables may appear identical to ordinary tables on the surface, a closer look reveals that each table has a "G" engraved on its corner.
The two had eaten until they were about 70-80% full and were about to leave when they happened to witness a good show.
Yao Ruxing was being verbally abused by a girl they didn't recognize: "What are you pretending to be, some innocent school beauty? Only a jerk like Ming Yixiu, who can't judge a book by its cover, would be interested in you. You two are disgusting! Didn't you pin Tang Yintian down and kiss him last time? You should remember the rejection on his face, right? Hah, you're offering yourself up and he doesn't even want you. Yao Ruxing, you're so shameless. You filthy bitch!"
These absurd things were not Yao Ruxing's own will, but at this moment she had no way to refute them and could only silently listen to the other party insult her.
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