Chapter 2020 Shen Yueze is equal to aphrodisiac
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It was a clear, sunny summer day, with the incessant chirping of cicadas.
A heat wave swept through, making the heat unbearable.
After class that day, Wen Yining returned to her dormitory in a sullen mood. Her roommates wanted to go to a restaurant off campus with her, but she refused. Seeing that she was in a bad mood, they said, "Then go back and catch up on your sleep."
She didn't have enough money for living expenses this month. The homework she was assigned cost a lot of money, and it's only the middle of the month. She only has a few hundred yuan left, which is not enough according to her usual spending habits.
Wen Yining returned to her dorm with her books, lay down on a chair, and silently began calculating her expenses, finding her spending records and purchase history to see where all the money had gone.
After calculating for a long time, I found nothing unreasonable. In the end, I added up the remaining balances on the two platforms, and the total was 502.
After hesitating for a moment, I opened the shopping app and looked at the pile of items that I had already paid for but hadn't yet shipped.
There were clothes, daily necessities, and cosmetics. My fingers kept swiping up and down, agonizing over which items to return.
Toilet paper and sanitary napkins are monthly necessities and cannot be returned. As for the lipstick, this shade looks great on her; she's never used it before, and she really wants it.
After much deliberation, I finally returned a dress and a pair of jeans. I'm not in a rush to wear them in the next few days; I can buy them later when I have more money.
I received a refund of over 800 yuan, and I only felt relieved when I saw my balance become over 1300 yuan.
Open your WeChat Moments, and a quick scroll reveals countless posts from others sharing their wonderful lives: eating, drinking, having fun, shopping, or travel photos—all seemingly carefree.
Also in the story is her unreliable second brother, Wen Yichuan.
Wen Yichuan recently had a fight with his girlfriend Bai Jiahe, but that didn't stop him from going out and having fun.
I just went to a friend's newly opened bar and helped promote it on my WeChat Moments. They're offering a special opening promotion: if you sign up for a membership card, you get a free drink with any amount you top up, only for this month.
It's called Steam Rose, and the decor has a cyberpunk style, giving it a futuristic feel.
She clicked on the image and zoomed in to examine it closely.
Wen Yichuan was wearing an 80,000 RMB Rolex Submariner on his wrist.
He was wearing limited-edition sneakers, and the table was covered with dice, various toys, and a pile of empty wine glasses.
Caption: [There are tons of handsome guys and beautiful girls here, don't stay home, come out and have some fun, especially if you're looking to find a partner!]
They look like they're living a life of debauchery and neglecting their duties.
Someone else asked him if the bar was expensive.
There are so many events going on right now. If you come, I'll treat you to free drinks and introduce you to a busty girl.
The other person responded with a lecherous emoji.
Wen Yining scrolled through her second brother's previous posts with a speechless expression; there were many photos of him going out for trips and having meals together.
The two have completely different social circles. Wen Yichuan was among the group that went to Vancouver to study more than ten years ago, and almost everyone around him was a second-generation rich kid, the kind who was richer than him.
She found a picture of a restaurant sign. She knew this restaurant; it was located near the school, but it was too expensive for her to afford. It cost two or three thousand yuan per person per meal.
His friends were also generous. Wen Yining guessed that he was particularly good at flattering his friends, and his quick wit and ability to provide emotional value made people willing to hang out with him, eat and drink together.
She sensed that Wen Yichuan seemed to be in a good mood, so she sent a message tentatively asking: "Where is that bar you recommended to your friend?"
He sent a voice message, sounding like he'd just woken up from a hangover: "Didn't we have a location? You're coming to play too? Don't you dislike places like this?"
She complained that the loud noise hurt her ears, so she rarely went to places like bars and nightclubs.
Their teacher gave an example, saying that there was a student in the previous class who loved going to nightclubs and would drink until he was completely drunk. He would spend all his holidays in nightclubs, and as a result, after a few years, he suffered hearing loss. He could barely hear in one ear, and it was a permanent injury.
The older teacher advised them not to go to those kinds of places too often.
But this is an art school, so there are a lot of party animals, and plenty of handsome men and beautiful women.
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Many of those who were eliminated from talent shows and couldn't find jobs ended up singing and dancing in bars.
After entering university, Wen Yining discovered that the world is not lacking in beautiful women, and the entertainment industry is even more so.
She continued to ask her second brother, "Do they invite any minor celebrities or idols to perform there? My roommate went to a livehouse last time and saw an idol from a talent show who sang really well."
Wen Yichuan: "There's a rapper I don't know. If you're coming, let me know in advance. I might not be available anytime."
She added, "However, Chen Jiabai likes well-behaved girls, so you'd better not go out and play anymore. Otherwise, if he finds out, he might change his opinion of you. You should stick to your current persona."
Wen Yining was tidying up her desk, sorting out her cosmetics, and checking if any were expired. She was worried that they might be bad for her skin, so she threw away anything that was about to expire. There was a TF eyeshadow palette that looked almost brand new when she opened it; it seemed to have only been used once or twice. It was a gift from Bai Jiahe.
I couldn't help but ask, "When are you and Bai Jiahe going to make up? She's been so generous to you."
"Why do you have to bring up something I don't want to talk about? I broke up with her. Either she comes to me, or I'm not going to put up with her spoiled princess attitude anymore. Let whoever wants to put up with her can put up with it. That's it. Your new sister-in-law wants me to have dinner with her."
"Wait a minute,"
Wen Yining didn't hang up the phone. She stopped him and then explained the real reason for her call: "I'm short of money this month. Could you transfer some to me?"
The moment money was mentioned, Wen Yichuan lost interest in talking to her. "You're just trying to get money from me, aren't you? I knew it! Why did you suddenly contact me? If you need money, go ask your older brother. I'm a bit short on cash lately, relying on my brothers for support."
Wen Yining didn't believe it at all. "Then you're wearing limited edition shoes and a Cartier bracelet. They're all new, right? I've never seen them before. Where did you get the money? It must be at least a few thousand."
She recognizes most luxury brands and has a general idea of their prices.
Unless it's a particularly niche brand, she can basically estimate the price of his entire outfit with just a glance.
Wen Yichuan: "Those were all gifts from the girls. They see me wearing a Rolex and occasionally borrowing one of their Lamborghinis or McLarens, and they think I'm particularly wealthy."
"When you're out in the world, don't you just look at these two things about a man: his watch and his car?"
He maintained his public image very well; people assumed he was a genuine rich kid and were therefore inclined to approach him.
Anyway, he's not the only one like that.
Wen Yining was speechless for a few seconds, then threw the expired lip gloss into the trash can with a clatter, and continued, "Your brother is just for show."
"Go ask your older brother, he'll definitely give it to you. If that doesn't work, ask your grandparents."
Wen Yining hung up the phone immediately and ignored him, feeling somewhat annoyed.
I'm reminded of something my teacher said today: comparison is the thief that steals happiness.
The two are almost seven years apart. Wen Yichuan is considered the luckiest, having caught up with the years when his father became a nouveau riche.
When she was born, her family was doing well, but things got worse and worse afterward.
My grandparents were just ordinary people, with no special skills or connections, so they couldn't offer much help to their descendants, but they were never a burden either.
I now receive a few thousand yuan in retirement pension each month and live in a small, old apartment allocated by my work unit.
Her father was a terrible son; he never served his parents with filial piety after making money, nor did he provide them with any money for their old age.
The three siblings do own a house in their hometown city.
She was allocated an unfurnished apartment, which she couldn't rent out because she didn't have the money to renovate it.
Moreover, the housing prices in my hometown are too low. Even if I sell three properties, I still can't buy a house in the north of the city. If the location is good, it might only be enough to buy a toilet.
She disliked living in the dormitory and had always wanted to move out, but the rent in the surrounding area was terrifyingly high, so she had to give up the idea.
My roommate came back after dinner, and I brought her some food.
Dai Anning placed the item on her desk and asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell, or did Teacher Wu scold you?"
"No, I was just worried about my living expenses."
Wen Yining stretched, looking a bit tired. She had stayed up late last night and had classes this morning, so she couldn't sleep in.
Upon opening the package, she found a spicy chicken dish. The taste was alright, but it was so spicy that she opened a bottle of cola, and her mood was still not very good.
During class today, a classmate told her that her idol had been arrested for soliciting prostitution. The classmate made it sound very convincing, but she didn't believe it and thought it was just gossip. There had been rumors about him having illegitimate children before, but nothing ever came out.
While browsing through the chat history of her classmates in the group, she slowly ate her rice. Some people were talking about where to go during the summer vacation, and then tagged her, asking if she was going to Seoul.
Wen Yining couldn't help but sigh inwardly. She wanted to go everywhere, but how could she have fun without money? She couldn't even afford a plane ticket.
Dai Anning: "Doesn't your brother give you living expenses?"
"He said he didn't have any money on hand right now, and I don't know if it's true or not."
"How about I lend you some?"
"No need, I plan to find a part-time job."
There are quite a few nearby, but they're not easy to manage. Can you handle it?
Dai Anning knew that she hadn't experienced much hardship before, let alone working.
"It shouldn't be a big problem. I'll give it a try first. The main problem is that I'm embarrassed to ask my older brother for money. His girlfriend has a lot of complaints about me."
They said she's already twenty years old and could support herself long ago.
"Why does she care so much? She's not her sister."
“Her family wants my older brother to buy a house locally. They won’t agree to the marriage if there’s no house. And it’s impossible for her to go back to our hometown, since she works here.”
Dai Anning didn't reply for a while, holding her phone, her attention was on the screen, smiling and looking expectant, typing and chatting with the person on the other end.
Wen Yining could tell something was up the moment she saw her like that. "Who is it? Your boyfriend?"
"Not really. Hey, you know Shen Yueze, right?"
"Shen Yueze...?"
Wen Yining took a sip of cola, frowned slightly as she thought back, feeling that the name sounded familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before, perhaps from Chen Jiabai.
Dai Anning: "He's very close to Chen Jiabai, haven't you met him?"
"not yet."
She hadn't been with Chen Jiabai for long and hadn't gotten to know him properly yet. His friends hadn't even taken her out to eat together.
Dai Anning exclaimed, "He's incredibly handsome, really."
How handsome?
"Um…"
Dai Anning leaned back in the recliner, turned around for a couple of seconds, and looked like a girl in love. "They're all more attractive than the ones at our school. Hey, even Feng Yan, the school heartthrob you think is more handsome than him."
Wen Yining's phone rang twice; it was a message from her boyfriend. She instantly forgot about Ze and said dismissively, "People like that are very popular; they're not suitable for a serious relationship."
Honestly, their school has the most handsome guys. Now, Wen Yining is practically immune to those two words.
If someone said this to her in high school, she would probably be curious and want to see what she looked like.
But after getting to know him better, she found that there was no difference; if you have a bad personality, no matter how handsome you are, it won't work.
Dai Anning sighed softly, staring at the message sent by Shen Yueze, and said slowly, "He's not aloof, he's quite roguish, quite bad, and very good at dealing with girls."
"If he didn't have this face, he would have a lot of female friends."
Wen Yining was already looking at what to wear for their date that evening, wondering if she should dress a little revealing, and absentmindedly replied, "Why?"
"Because he's too handsome. His presence is like an aphrodisiac, making it impossible to be just friends."
Wen Yining hummed in agreement, feeling that it made sense. She was just too beautiful, and those who approached her under the guise of friendship were basically all after her.
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A note from the author:
Shen Yueze, that bastard, will make his appearance tomorrow.
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