No need, thank you.
Lin Xiao really wanted to say that.
But he knew he couldn't.
He couldn't refuse Meng Fanxue's kindness.
If he dares to be ungrateful, his face will be ripped off and trampled on.
In short, he can't be ungrateful.
When you're out in the world, your reputation is given to you by others.
So he could only express his gratitude very politely.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Fan. I'm sorry to have troubled you."
He then said goodbye to Chu Yingying and You Wanjun, who both looked bewildered.
"Senior, Junjun, I'm really sorry about today, I have to go now."
"I'll definitely make it up next time."
"You two have fun, have a good time."
You Wanjun looked at Lin Xiao deeply, reluctant to part ways, but also not wanting to put Lin Xiao in a difficult position.
She had no choice but to suppress her true desires once again and nod gently.
"Go back—and make yourself a bowl of ginger soup!"
The words were on the tip of her tongue, but then she remembered that as a college student, he most likely didn't have the means to do such things, so she changed her mind and said:
"Drink more hot water."
Never mind, she'll make the ginger soup, and then I'll send it to him by express delivery.
Chu Yingying's eyes were also full of longing and reluctance for Lin Xiao, but she didn't dare to show it in front of her best friend.
She could only force a smile and say goodbye to Lin Xiao.
"Okay, junior Lin, get back to school and rest well. Bye-bye."
The original two groups were broken up and regrouped into two separate groups.
Meng Fanxue automatically controlled her wheelchair to move forward, while Zhao Ma held an umbrella for her from the side.
Lin Xiao, wrapped in a thin cashmere blanket, followed beside him, holding an umbrella.
The three of them arrived in front of a royal blue Rolls-Royce Cullinan SUV.
Upon seeing Meng Fanxue appear, the driver quickly opened the back door and pressed the automatic lift system.
Meng Fanxue maneuvered the wheelchair to a stop on the lifting platform, which then slowly rose.
Meng Fanxue used her hands to support herself on the armrests of the wheelchair and moved to the back seat of the car to sit down.
The lifting platform then descends.
The driver quickly tucked the wheelchair into the trunk.
This was the first time Lin Xiao had seen Meng Fanxue without her wheelchair.
He was deeply shocked.
With Zhao Ma sitting in the passenger seat, Lin Xiao had to get in from the other side of the car and sit next to Meng Fanxue.
The Cullinan has started smoothly.
Zhao Ma took it upon herself to turn the air conditioner temperature up a bit, thinking that Lin Xiao would probably be cold.
The atmosphere on the bus was somewhat quiet.
Lin Xiao sat on the cashmere carpet, trying to avoid getting his wet pants wet and ruining the pristine, luxurious, and incredibly comfortable top-quality leather chair.
He didn't want to appear too embarrassed.
The poorer people are, the more they care about saving face.
Especially when faced with overwhelming wealth in every aspect.
Although he could afford a Cullinan with his current savings if he gritted his teeth and made a firm decision, he wouldn't buy it.
Because cars are consumer goods.
Top-of-the-line luxury cars are even more so luxury items.
Currently, he scoffs at luxury goods, believing them to be nothing more than an expensive "intelligence tax" paid by humans for vanity.
He still feels safer keeping his money in the bank.
This is the insurmountable barrier between him and Meng Fanxue.
However, to be fair, the experience of driving a luxury car is indeed much better than that of a regular taxi.
At least the car smells nice and has more space.
Lin Xiao recalled the subtle argument between the two last week, in which he had angered her.
Lin Xiao took a deep breath, deciding to break the suffocating silence.
He smiled before speaking and said softly, "Mr. Fan, you weren't frightened today, were you?"
"It's really unfortunate that I ran into an irrational woman who was trying to kill herself."
"It not only affected the passerby, but also frightened the onlookers."
Meng Fanxue raised her hand, took off her hat, revealing her smooth, full forehead and her exquisitely braided updo.
She smiled gently and magnetically, "It's good that you came."
"If you hadn't come today, I definitely wouldn't have been able to sleep all night."
Lin Xiao chuckled, "Perhaps this is fate."
"If I hadn't eaten too much today, I wouldn't have gone to Xuan Yue Lake on a rainy day."
Meng Fanxue hummed in agreement, paused for a moment, and then asked, "Lin Xiao, whose house did you eat at tonight?"
"Is it your senior, or You Wanjun's family?"
"It tastes so good, did the chef make it?"
"You really like spicy hot pot?"
Lin Xiao felt that he didn't need to be shy; it was useless.
Look, Meng Fanxue's meticulous attention to detail has made everyone else feel awkward, so why are you embarrassed?!
Lin Xiao then said in a light tone, "I ate at You Wanjun's house."
"I did it."
"I'm pretty good at cooking."
"As long as the ingredients for hot pot are fresh enough, the saltiness is just right, and the aroma is irresistible, I can easily eat three bowls of rice with it."
Meng Fanxue's eyes lit up with surprise. She rested her chin on her hand and turned her head to look at Lin Xiao.
"Then you'll make it for me tomorrow too?" Her tone clearly carried a hint of coquetry.
Lin Xiao was taken aback.
This was a side of Meng Fanxue he had never seen before, a side that was more like a young girl.
She appears calm, rational, gentle yet commanding, but she is actually a year younger than him.
However, perhaps because she experienced more setbacks than most people from a young age, she developed a mature, prudent, and reserved personality.
It was rare for her to act coquettishly, so Lin Xiao naturally agreed without hesitation.
After all, cooking isn't a chore, and he actually quite enjoys the process of cooking with care.
In particular, he usually enjoys meals with them.
"Tell Aunt Zhao what ingredients you need and ask her to prepare them in advance."
"good."
After discussing the food, the atmosphere inside the car quieted down again.
Lin Xiao blinked. The warm air from the air conditioner made him feel drowsy.
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