Chapter 83 Treated as a precious treasure
The next day.
At 8 a.m., during the first class, the students were still caught up in the holiday spirit.
Many students in the classroom were yawning and had dazed eyes.
Zhu Fan lowered her head and sent a message to Fang Qizhou, explaining that she had to entertain her elders at Peking University at noon and could not visit him.
She guessed that Fang Qizhou would definitely be unhappy.
Zhu Fan ordered him a small cake and her favorite sweet drink on her phone, along with some very cheesy notes.
"My dearest husband, you're not allowed to be unhappy. Love, Fan."
Zhu Fan covered Yi Jia's mouth, making her blush: "It's one thing to peek, but why did you have to read it aloud?"
Yi Jia smiled, her eyes crinkling. "Eating dog food first thing in the morning. A Fan, don't spoil her too much!"
Yesterday, Fang Qizhou took his girlfriend to Mangshan and treated her like his precious darling, which became a hot topic in their circle.
Yi Jia, resting her chin on her hand, laughed so hard she almost fell over. "I'm watching openly and honestly. Sure enough, all women in love are the same."
If it were the old Zhu Fan, he definitely wouldn't have said these words.
But for some reason, after falling in love, I found that these intimate words didn't seem so shameful or difficult to express.
Zhu Fan shooed him away, "Class has started, why aren't you leaving?"
Yi Jia came to pick up the gift that Zhu Fan had brought for her.
She lay sprawled on the table like a boneless rag doll, and auditing classes in the Zhu Fan department had become a regular occurrence for her at school.
Yi Jia took out his phone to kill time, saying, "Don't chase me away, I won't bother you anymore, just focus on the lesson."
Zhu Fan opened the book at the professor's prompting.
Yi Jia played games all morning and admired the neat and beautiful handwriting on Zhu Fan's book.
She would feel guilty playing video games if she attended classes with good students.
Yi Jia's conscience only ached for three seconds.
She put in all her effort to get into Peking University, only to discover that there are always people more capable than herself, and that there's always something beyond her reach.
They're all a bunch of shrewd writers.
So after her first semester of freshman year, her motto for college was either to study hard or to have a great time.
She chose to have a great time.
Because she couldn't win.
Yi Jia nudged Zhu Fan with her elbow, "That bubble tea shop at school with its beautiful decor but terrible drinks was sold before the National Day holiday. Today it has a new sign and owner and has reopened."
"The confession wall has been filled with pictures of the new female owner of the milk tea shop all morning. I heard that the owner is super beautiful and the young man making milk tea in the shop is also very handsome."
"The store is having a buy-one-get-one-free promotion today. Let's go check it out."
The bell rang to signal the end of the last class of the morning.
Upon hearing the bell ring, the professor didn't linger for even a second longer.
"Afan, what would you like to drink? I'll order first and then come get it."
Zhu Fan glanced at the beverage interface on her phone. "Do you have any pure tea drinks?"
Yi Jia flipped through them. "Yes, and the names are all quite nice."
"Green hills and empty osmanthus trees, floating lotus leaves in the evening green, white courtyard in the early stillness..."
Zhu Fan took Yi Jia's phone, looked at the ingredient list, and ordered two cups of pure tea. "I'm not having lunch with you."
When Yi Jia heard that Zhu Fan had other plans, he gave an "OK" sign.
She took Zhu Fan's arm as they left the classroom.
The milk tea shop isn't far to walk from, and it's on the way to the parking lot that Zhu Fan is going to.
Outside the store, there was a long queue at the ordering area.
Yi Jia clicked his tongue. "A Fan, look at these men. They could easily place an order on their phones in a few seconds, but they insist on waiting in line. These men are probably just lusting after the proprietress's beauty."
"You know what, the proprietress is really pretty."
The woman wore an elegant purple embroidered cheongsam with a long black sweater over it. Her long hair was gently tied back, her eyelids were slightly lowered, her long eyelashes were like feathers, and her expression was gentle and serene.
Even when the ordering area was crowded, it remained calm and orderly.
Following Yi Jia's words, Zhu Fan looked toward the order and cashier area.
Zhong Fei had seen Zhu Fan outside the shop long before.
Her gaze fell on what was behind her.
He's not in now…
Zhu Fan met Zhong Fei's smiling gaze and smiled back as a greeting.
Yi Jia noticed their movements. "You two know each other?"
The phone in my pocket was vibrating and ringing.
Zhu Fan took out her phone, saw that the caller was Brother Wenhe, and hummed in response, "We've met a few times."
We're not very familiar with each other.
Yi Jia originally wanted Zhu Fan to make a name for himself, but out of the corner of her eye she saw a familiar figure carrying a pot of orchids into the milk tea shop.
Wang Aohan placed the white Phalaenopsis orchid with the "May your business prosper" card on the bar counter. "Ah Fei, congratulations on your grand opening."
Zhong Fei smiled gently, bringing her cheek close to the flower branch. "So beautiful. Thank you, Ao Han."
Many of the boys in line were stunned.
She is more beautiful than the flowers.
This action was intentional on Zhong Fei's part.
After Zhu Fan and the girl next to her came over, she heard many people comparing her to Zhu Fan.
"The proprietress and Zhu, the school beauty, have a similar temperament."
"I wonder if the proprietress would be just as beautiful without makeup."
"The proprietress lacks the natural, exquisite beauty of the school beauty. A beautiful woman is not only about her face, but also about her spirit and form. No one can imitate the unique elegance, nobility, and aloofness of our school beauty."
"I stand by the school beauty."
"I also think the school beauty is prettier; she's so eye-catching just standing there..."
"Yes, yes, I feel the same way."
Although the voices were hushed, Zhong Fei could hear them clearly.
Yi Jia glanced at Zhu Fan, who was on the phone, and said, "Fan, I don't want these four cups of milk tea anymore."
Zhu Fan thought there were too many people, and Yi Jia thought it was too slow and didn't want to wait.
She hung up the phone.
Grandpa Wen and Brother Wenhe are almost at the restaurant.
Yi Jia cursed, "What bad luck."
Wang Aohan also noticed Zhu Fan and Yi Jia.
Yi Jia pulled Zhu Fan aside, and Zhu Fan asked Yi Jia what was wrong.
Yi Jia recounted the business dealings between the Yi family and the Wang family over the years to Zhu Fan.
“Wang Aohan’s brother pursued me, and my parents were very satisfied with him at the time.”
"But while he was pursuing me, he was also fooling around outside. I was almost moved by his feigned affection."
"Later, our family was betrayed by the Wang family and lost several big business deals."
After that, she felt nauseous whenever she saw the Wang family.
Yi Jia: "This proprietress and Wang Aohan seem to know each other very well. I will never come to this shop again."
Zhu Fan pointed to the Starbucks next door, "Then let's drink here, it's on me."
Yi Jia hugged Zhu Fan's arm and said, "Ah Fan, you're so kind."
After parting ways in the parking lot, Zhu Fan and Yi Jia drove to the restaurant that Wenhe had booked.
The restaurant is near Kyoto University; it only takes her fifteen minutes to drive there.
When she arrived, Grandpa Wen and Brother Wenhe were already at the restaurant.
Wen He stood at the restaurant entrance, wearing a baseball cap and a mask, dressed in a cool and casual outfit, but his outstanding figure was still undeniable, making him stand out in the crowd.
He walked towards Zhu Fan.
Zhu Fan handed over the coffee she had brought, saying, "I'm sorry, Brother Wenhe, I'm late."
Wenhe took the two cups of coffee, his voice clear and distinctive: "Not late, ten minutes earlier than the agreed time."
Zhu Fan followed them into the restaurant.
As soon as Mr. Wen, who was waiting in the private room, saw Zhu Fan, he warmly pulled her to sit down next to him and placed the menu in front of her: "A Fan, order whatever you like."
Wenhe took off his hat and mask, relaxing his posture. Zhu Fan, while talking to Grandpa Wen, noticed that his previously flamboyant blue hair had been dyed back to black.
Grandpa Wen chuckled and complained, "That boy He had such blue hair before, all sleazy and unruly. I really don't understand the aesthetics of young people these days. Do they have to be different? If you ask me, the best is still the one born with a mother's skin."
Zhu Fan couldn't help but chuckle: "Grandpa Wen even knows about 'mother's skin'?"
Despite being teased by her grandfather, Wenhe remained unperturbed, simply smiling gently as she poured the little girl a cup of hot tea.
Zhu Fan picked up the teacup: "Thank you."
Wenhe: "You're welcome."
Grandpa Wen chimed in, "Don't be so polite with young man He. You young people should socialize and chat more. His cousin always says I'm old-fashioned and often sends me internet memes, telling me to keep up with the times."
Zhu Fan felt completely at ease during lunch.
The Chinese restaurant blends classic Chinese elements, from carved doors and windows to wooden tables and chairs, exuding a rustic charm. Outside the windows, lush greenery and artificial hills and flowing water create a picturesque scene.
Grandpa Wen kept using serving chopsticks to put food on the little girl's plate.
The bowl was soon filled to the brim.
After the meal, Zhu Fan wanted to get up to pay the bill, but was stopped by Grandpa Wen: "Fan, you're so good. I'm happy that you're able to have this meal with Grandpa Wen. How could I let you pay?"
Zhu Fan said earnestly, "Grandma asked me to take good care of Grandpa Wen and Brother He."
Wenhe, who had already reached the door of the private room, paused slightly, turned to the side, and said in a gentle voice, "The hospitality was excellent."
Grandpa Wen nodded repeatedly.
Zhu Fan stopped insisting and instead smiled, "I'll take Grandpa Wen and Brother Wenhe to visit Peking University."
Grandpa Wen coughed lightly: "A-Fan, Grandpa Wen is going to the restroom first."
Wenhe caught his grandfather's gaze and gestured to Zhu Fan to wait outside the restaurant: "Let's go outside and wait."
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