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"What?!" Jiang Zhiming was extremely surprised. He looked down at the brand-new iPhone in his hand. How much he wanted an iPhone! But he knew he couldn't afford one; his family's financial situation dictated that he couldn't afford high-end consumption. But what boy doesn't like high-end electronic products? He'd heard that iPhones had exceptionally powerful cameras, and with a smartphone, he could download WeChat and various learning apps like Google Translate, Douban, Zhihu, MOOCs, and so on—
Jiang Zhiming couldn't help but want to accept the Apple phone.
Because he dreams of owning an iPhone.
Seeing the look of reluctance and affection in Jiang Zhiming's big eyes, Lin Tingyue was overjoyed. She said to him happily, "Hurry up, put the SIM card in the new phone. The old one—" She then remembered the old-fashioned phone he had pulled out with a flushed face when they first met, as heavy as a brick, and couldn't help but smile again. However, worried about scaring Jiang Zhiming away, she desperately controlled her laughter, which was about to burst out. After a few minutes, she said softly, "Throw away the old phone."
A single sentence reminded Jiang Zhiming. He silently looked at the girl in front of him. There was a high chance that she had come to see him today to give him a new iPhone, because when they first met, she had mocked his old phone, which made him leave in anger.
So thoughtful, so generous.
With such a beautiful and wealthy girl taking the initiative to show him affection, he could be proud, couldn't he? Jiang Zhiming thought bitterly, "Look, Ye Wenyu, you don't like me, but the richest heiress in S City is trying her best to please me."
Lin Tingyue was worried that Jiang Zhiming wouldn't accept the phone because of his pitiful yet admirable pride. So, she used her soft, sticky words, blinked her big, watery eyes, and pleaded with Jiang Zhiming, "Jiang Zhiming, please accept it. This is the first time I've ever given a boy a gift." She held her breath, letting two small pink blushes appear on her delicate, fair face, making her look exceptionally shy, like a rose blooming in early summer.
Lin Tingyue has an amazing talent for seducing men.
Like any man in the world, Jiang Zhiming couldn't help but feel his heart flutter. He simply couldn't refuse her; it was as if she would immediately burst into tears if he said no.
Such a delicate girl, like a porcelain doll, if she sheds tears, they must be like pearls.
Lin Tingyue waited quietly for Jiang Zhiming's reply. Would he accept or reject her? As time passed, her heart grew more and more anxious and flustered. She thought to herself, "My God, from childhood to adulthood, countless men have lined up and racked their brains to give me gifts. Now, it's completely reversed. It's me racking my brains to give gifts to the boy I like."
It turns out that actively pursuing someone and sincerely trying to win their favor is such a nerve-wracking and uncertain process. She needs to be nicer to those boys who used to pursue her but were coldly rejected by her.
Jiang Zhiming remained silent, still staring at the new phones.
Lin Tingyue grew anxious, stepped forward, and said to Jiang Zhiming, "I was wrong to laugh at your old phone last time. I apologize to you, I'm sorry!"
She looked at him with great sincerity, her large eyes as pure as those of a mountain deer.
Jiang Zhiming glanced at Lin Tingyue, his grip on the new phone tightening. She said this was the first time in her life she had given a gift to a man, but for him, it was also the first time he had ever received such a valuable gift! And it came from a beautiful and wealthy girl, the eldest daughter of the Lin Group. If he could become friends with her, his life wouldn't be so difficult.
His heart was churning like a turbulent tide, though outwardly he appeared calm and collected.
Nowadays, there are countless college students, and even graduates from prestigious universities are not guaranteed a good job. Without a good job, how can there be a bright future? The villagers in Dashan Village are all counting on him to achieve success and repay his hometown.
Jiang Zhiming was extremely conflicted.
Is what you hold in your hand just an iPhone? No, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, an immense temptation.
No one had ever given him such a precious gift, not even his own parents. Lin Tingyue's appearance filled a void in his growth.
It seems that the regrets from his childhood are gone, and he is now being cherished and cared for.
He was grateful to her.
Lin Tingyue, still unaware of Jiang Zhiming's thoughts, lowered her voice and, her face flushed, stammered to him, "Last time I wanted your phone number, but when I saw your phone, I couldn't help but laugh. It was my fault—"
Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Lin Tingyue became really anxious and flustered. Her eyes reddened, and she said softly in a trembling voice, "I regretted it later, so I bought a new phone today to apologize. This is my apology, and you must accept it no matter what! If you don't accept it, it means you won't forgive me!" After saying that, Lin Tingyue raised her big, clear eyes and blinked at Jiang Zhiming. She looked like she was about to cry at any moment.
Lin Tingyue was a rare beauty, and she had no bad qualities. Apart from loving to eat and play like a rich young lady, she had no other flaws. Moreover, she had a naturally sweet voice, a very cute appearance, and a very gentle temperament. It could be said that, apart from her older brother who disliked her for special reasons, all the other boys would fall in love with her at first sight. She was the object of every man's affection, full of femininity and with a very pleasant personality. Jiang Zhiming was naturally no exception, and he couldn't help but develop feelings for her.
But in his heart, he still couldn't forget Ye Wenyu—
This girl merely amazed him; her beauty, wealth, and social standing would satisfy his immense vanity and provide him with tremendous opportunities in life. But Wen Yu, she made his heart ache—
From beginning to end, there was only one person whose heart was always on my mind.
Life is short, only a few decades. If you can't be with the girl you love, then sitting amidst mountains of gold and silver is meaningless.
This was what young Jiang Zhiming thought.
Therefore, Jiang Zhiming composed himself, looked at Lin Tingyue, and said to her earnestly, "Of course I forgive you."
Really?! Lin Tingyue was a little nervous at first, but now that she heard Jiang Zhiming had forgiven her, she immediately relaxed. She patted her chest, gently wiped her reddened eyes, and then clapped her hands excitedly in front of him like a happy little bird, saying happily, "Oh, that's great! Hurry up and open the box. I bought the latest Apple model. Install WeChat so we can contact each other easily."
Her large, grape-like eyes shone with boundless anticipation, and her beautiful face glowed with joy.
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