Chapter 15 Is this her new seduction tactic, playing hard to get?
As I walked out of Nancheng Garden, to my surprise, several luxury cars were still parked in front of the restaurant, and the group of people were still there.
The back window of the Rolls-Royce in front of Fang Ke rolled down, revealing Su Yao's clean-cut face.
Through the car window, you could see that Yi Mohan was sitting on the left side inside, propping his head up and pretending to doze off.
Su Yao leaned against the window and asked Fang Ke, "Sister Fang, Mo Han and the others have prepared a party for me. Do you want to come along?"
A party?
Before Fang Ke could speak, Yi Mohan immediately opened his eyes, which had been feigning sleep, and looked at Fang Ke with cold disgust.
Fang Ke quickly said, "Oh dear, should I go or not?"
Yi Mohan said coldly, "Xiao Zheng, drive."
Su Yao turned back and gave Yi Mohan a reproachful look, "Mohan!"
Yi Mohan then scrolled through her phone with a straight face, pretending that Fang Ke didn't exist the whole time, and her expression was very unpleasant.
However, his indulgence and doting on Su Yao were evident in every aspect of his life.
Su Yao's eyes were clear and innocent, as if she really wanted to invite Fang Ke to join her, but Fang Ke shook his head.
We can't live a life of extravagance and debauchery right now...
God knows, the more she saw these people flaunting their wealth, the more anxious she became...
She needs to hurry up and make money; when will she be able to return to her previous standard of living?
In the real world, Fang Ke was a well-known spendthrift. Transmigrating into a penniless cannon fodder, Fang Ke dared not slack off for even a second.
Make money, make money, make money!
"I'm not going. You guys have fun."
Fang smiled and waved to Su Yao.
Su Yao was a little disappointed. "Okay, Sister Fang, I'm really happy that you could come today. I hope we can clear up the misunderstanding and still be friends. Mo Han and the others didn't mean to target you."
That hits the nail on the head.
Fang Ke's eyes lit up, and she suddenly bent down to speak to Su Yao and Yi Mohan, "Okay, okay, Miss Su, I believe you have seen my feelings today. I have truly let go."
The Fang Ke of the past is gone; the Fang Ke of the present, I sincerely wish you and President Yi a long and happy marriage, and two children within three years.
Yi Mohan: “…………”
"Look, could you please persuade President Yi? I'm bankrupt and couldn't be worse off. Could you please withdraw his 'kill order' so I can at least make a living in Jingzhou?"
Su Yao seemed completely stunned, utterly unable to believe that such words could come out of her mouth.
She wished them a long and happy marriage, and two children within three years.
How is that possible?
Fang Ke was the vicious woman who used to choke her and warn her that if she dared to approach Yi Mohan again, she would have her face slashed.
Moreover, she loved Yi Mohan to the point of obsession, so how could she really let go of him so easily?
Or is this just another tactic she's using to seduce Yi Mohan, a classic case of playing hard to get?
Yi Mohan suddenly spoke coldly, "Drive."
This time, no one dared to question his orders.
Su Yao could only glance at Fang Ke with a complicated expression before the car window rolled up, revealing Yi Mohan's sharp jawline.
The Rolls-Royce quickly drove past Fang Ke, seemingly implying that those inside and outside the car were now completely from two different classes, two different worlds.
Fang Ke was speechless.
"This bastard's heart is probably as small as a coin."
I really don't know what his fiancée did to wrong him.
She loved him so much that she lost all self-respect and was willing to give up everything for him. Even though she had targeted Su Yao, she never did anything to hurt Yi Mohan.
Tsk.
Perhaps, for a love-struck male protagonist, hurting their darling is more hateful than hurting him.
It's truly a story that evokes both praise and tears.
But how should we account for the persecution that Fang Ke suffered?
If the male lead hadn't made it clear that any company that dared to hire Fang Ke would be facing bankruptcy, would Fang Ke, with his high education and good looks, be unable to find a decent job?
Even if she goes bankrupt, she can at least be a white-collar worker in the city.
Did it lead to him being heavily in debt, abandoned by everyone, socially dead, and ultimately committing suicide by jumping into the sea...?
A chill ran through Fang Ke's eyes. Without hesitation, she turned and drove in the opposite direction from the Rolls-Royce.
The evening breeze caressed her flowing, long, curly hair. Her expression was indifferent, but her steps were firm. This meeting truly marked a complete emotional severing of ties with the original novel's male and female protagonists.
Only then could one sense that a trace of the original owner's soul remained on this body, emitting a mournful cry.
She was as compassionate as a deity, and softly said: Let yourself go, that's the way.
That mournful mark on the soul trembled, and then slowly, slowly, it dissipated into the night.
Inside an understated Aston Martin DBX, Yes lowered the window slightly, and a wisp of white smoke drifted out from the crack.
Inside the carriage, white smoke blurred Ye Si's handsome yet somewhat sinister face. He had a cigarette dangling from his lips, his indifferent eyes fixed on the tall, slender figure in the rearview mirror.
Yes took the cigarette out with one hand and put the other hand on the steering wheel.
The man's cuffs were unbuttoned at some point, revealing a strong and powerful arm beneath his clean, expensive white shirt.
On the inside of his arm was a faint tattoo, its shape indistinct.
Ye Si extinguished the cigarette and the DBX drove off steadily.
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It's already dark, so I can finally turn on my phone's navigation and find that subway station that's five miles away.
She hadn't walked far when a loud honk suddenly sounded behind her.
Fang Ke had seen, ridden in, and driven many luxury cars in his previous life. The engines of luxury cars are different from those of ordinary cars, especially those that have been modified, whose engine noise can be deafening.
Fang Ke was somewhat surprised to see the familiar Ferrari parked steadily in front of her.
"Junior?"
Yan Nuo rested one hand on the car window, wearing sunglasses in the dark, and it was unclear what he was trying to do.
He smiled at Fang Ke and warmly invited her, "Senior, there's an overseas alumni reunion today, why don't you come along?"
Fang Ke crossed her arms, and this scene really made her hallucinate that when she was studying abroad, many rich and handsome men would also do the same thing, driving supercars and stopping in front of her, making all sorts of invitations.
Fang Ke was actually a little interested, and she asked, "You didn't go to Su Yao's birthday party?"
At this point, Yan Nuo's originally flamboyant expression changed, and he became fierce.
He slammed his fist on the steering wheel. "Are you going or not?"
Fang Ke instantly lost all interest and said, "I'm not going."
Trying to act tough in front of her? Get lost.
"Host, accept quickly. The male lead has extended an invitation, and you cannot refuse at this time, otherwise the main system will immediately impose a punishment."
Fang Ke: ...
Fang Ke held up five fingers and smiled at Yan Nuo, "Unless you give me 500 Vs."
Only after receiving 500 yuan from Yan Nuo could I sit in the passenger seat.
After repeating myself so many times, I finally received the real V500!
Yan Nuo seemed to be in a better mood. He saw Fang Ke carefully tap his finger and accept the 500 yuan, which he found ridiculous.
"You must be really hungry. This amount of money wouldn't have been enough for you to order takeout before, would it?"
Fang Ke: "Don't speak if you've never gone bankrupt."
Yan Nuo snorted coldly, "You brought all this on yourself."
Fang Ke had heard it so many times that his speechlessness was evident on his face.
Yan Nuo glanced at her again, "What are you wearing? It's so tattered."
Fang Ke glanced down and joked, "Metersbonwe, ever heard of it?"
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