Chapter 60 [VIP] The Scumbag Rich Second Generation (16)

The people around him immediately punched him in pain.

It's easy to talk without any pain in the waist. Some people are blessed by God, and they can't be jealous of this. But if they don't want this job, is there any need to be so proud?

This bastard prefers to have nothing rather than abuse. He relies on his handsome face that angers everyone and has been causing chaos in the school since the beginning of the school year. Although he is rude in public, there are still as many girls chasing after him as before, and they can line up from inside the school to outside the school.

However, this guy has a lot of minor flaws. He looks gentle on the outside, and smiles at everyone he meets, but in fact he has a terrible temper and is not very interested in anyone, and few of the girls can talk to him.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a man and liked women, he would have suspected that this guy had some special fetish.

Speaking of this social event, those girls also came for his face, especially after they knew that they lived in the same dormitory with Zhou Chiyan, their attitude towards them immediately changed 180 degrees, just like fish in the water smelling food, they came up at the scent. They also benefited from him.

But it is his blessing to stand by his brothers.

The elder brother grabbed his shoulder, looking distressed, and tried to impress him with their years of friendship, "How could you stand by and watch someone die without helping? You promised to be a brother. My buddy is in trouble today, and you won't help him?"

The screening is actually fake. This world is so realistic. Good-looking girls eat better than them, and it is much easier to get girls’ contact information when going out to eat than for them.

"Don't think I don't know. Those girls are here for you. If you don't go, they won't pay any attention to us."

Zhou Chiyan dragged people into the room and shook off the octopus that was clinging to his body onto the sofa.

"I'm not interested. I'm busy lately."

He then took out his phone and started to send messages to Nan Yan. His eyes were crooked with a smile and the smug look on his face was obvious:

Girlfriend, do you want to go out with me tomorrow?

Accompany you to eat and drink, it's always free!

The roommate next to him accidentally saw some of it, and the tone of voice made him widen his eyes in shock, "Are you kidding? When did you have a girlfriend?"

It would be fine if you just had it, but why do you lick it so confidently?

Zhou Chiyan glanced at him, rubbed his swollen handsome face, and felt the stinging wound. In his heart, he dragged He Yanzhou out and greeted him again, "Just tonight, you are very strict with me, which is different from people like you."

Wow, there are still people like us?

My roommate looked at me with disdain. What do you mean by people like them? What's wrong with them? Eating their rice is still a disgrace to him. Singles also have human rights.

Then he showed a strange look again, and said in amazement:

"Are you serious about this? Seeing how amorous you look, Zhou Chiyan, you are not really in love with Xu Nanyan, are you?"

"Is that girl really that good that she could make someone like you, who has eyes that extend to the top of your head, fall in love with her?"

Of course they knew that Zhou Chiyan was abnormal.

She has been going to the neighboring college since the beginning of the school year, especially the high-profile pursuit some time ago, which has caused the name Xu Nanyan to be frequently mentioned in their dormitory. A few days ago, the news of Xu Nanyan and He Yanzhou's breakup spread in the school, followed by a rumor about the two of them.

Zhou Chiyan has good interpersonal relationships in school, so they rarely ask about such private matters.

However, we all lived in the same dormitory and knew each other well. We had heard something about this matter, but since he himself did not come out to clarify, naturally no one took it seriously.

Faced with these negative news, Zhou Chiyan did not feel guilty at all. Instead, he sneered at the news reports that he had interfered and was a mistress.

What a joke! What era is this? Are officials still allowed to set fires but ordinary people are not allowed to light lamps?

Besides, it was He Yanzhou who had a dishonest private life. Wasn't it okay for him to take advantage of the situation with his unique vision? What do you mean by "meddling"? It's so ugly!

After all, there is no brotherhood between him and He Yanzhou. The two have been sworn enemies since childhood. Even if they were not, he would not be afraid at all.

However, when thinking about certain things, Zhou Chiyan still felt a little uneasy in his heart. This feeling might be due to his guilty conscience, or it might be because this pursuit had other purposes, or it might be because the means used secretly were not so glorious.

As a result, he always felt a little lacking in confidence when facing Nan Yan.

So in order to save his own face and to preserve the subtle emotions in his heart, Zhou Chiyan replied nonchalantly:

"It's not as important as you think. It's just for fun..."

After saying this, the phone screen went black.

Zhou Chiyan paused for a moment, slowly put away his phone, and lay down on the sofa, his head sinking into the soft cushion, staring at the black screen in a daze.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a trace of regret in his heart.

On the other side, Nan Yan had just returned to the dormitory when the cell phone on the table suddenly vibrated. She reached for it and saw the contact on the screen.

He Yanzhou?

Nan Yan frowned. Her breakup with He Yanzhou was basically over. Why did this guy call her again?

I pressed the answer button and a hoarse voice came from the receiver, "Hello..."

Nan Yan responded softly and quickly changed her state. Her voice was so light and there was nothing unusual in it.

The other side fell into silence.

It seemed like I didn't expect her to answer the call so quickly. I didn't know what to say for a moment.

Nan Yan waited for a moment, unsure of the other party's thoughts, so she took the initiative to speak: "What do you want to say? If there is nothing else, I will hang up first..."

"Wait, don't hang up yet, okay?"

He Yanzhou's voice was a little anxious. "I don't mean anything else. I just want to apologize to you. I was too impulsive about what happened tonight. I shouldn't have hurt anyone."

This sounds very familiar.

Nan Yan hummed lightly, wanting to laugh in her heart, and became more indifferent to him, in order to avoid wasting each other's time. "You shouldn't have said this to me. After all, I wasn't the one you hurt."

Hearing this unfamiliar tone, He Yanzhou felt as if something was blocking his chest, and an indescribable feeling of depression lingered in his heart.

I don't know when their relationship became less than that of ordinary friends.

They used to have such a close relationship.

They kissed, held hands, hugged each other, and even considered marriage at the best time, but...

When he thought of the past, it all vanished like flowing water. He Yanzhou's dizzy head became even more swollen and painful, and his tone was almost perverted and stubborn:

"I'll just apologize to you."

Suddenly, Nan Yan was speechless.

After He Yanzhou finished speaking, he felt that his tone seemed a little too tough.

The atmosphere stagnated for a moment.

He Yanzhou suppressed his inner frustration and even lowered the tone of his voice a few degrees, becoming more cautious, "Sorry, it's my fault..."

"...That's not what I meant. I just wanted to apologize to you. I was too impulsive tonight and shouldn't have said those nasty words..."

Some of the words were hard for him to understand.

Nan Yan frowned, feeling a little annoyed as she listened to his incoherent words, "Are you drunk?"

Without waiting for him to finish, she got straight to the point without giving him time to hesitate:

"I'm in love with someone else."

In front of him, Nan Yan was too lazy to even find an excuse to delay.

He Yanzhou's breathing paused for a moment.

There was a sound like something falling heavily on the other end of the phone, followed by a flurry of activity. After the phone was hung up, Nan Yan felt relieved.

Very good, he should be made to suffer the same pain as the original owner.

This is a melodramatic romance novel. Except for the male and female protagonists, everyone else is a tool. Because they are tools, they can be abused without any scruples.

The male protagonist's infidelity and love affair are called a prodigal son's return, and the female protagonist's behavior is seen as a generous and unconventional character. He used her as a supporting actress as his ex-girlfriend, but in the end, the two of them can still live happily together without any psychological burden.

This is totally unreasonable?

And Zhou Chiyan, who wanted to take revenge on He Yanzhou could only start with women. He was extremely stupid and naive to the point of thinking that snatching away the other person's girlfriend would be enough to hit He Yanzhou. He not only destroyed himself, but also everything of the original owner.

How selfish this is.

Nan Yan didn't want to end up like in the plot, she thought the current situation was good enough.

As for Zhou Chiyan, after completely controlling him, Nan Yan adopted an arrogant attitude. It would not be good to be too accommodating to this little dog.

When she saw the message on the screen, she had no intention of keeping the appointment, nor did she want to stay with him, so she replied with two words very crisply: No.

As soon as the message was sent successfully, Zhou Chiyan's number quickly appeared on the phone screen.

Nan Yan accepted it in a good mood.

"Why not come?"

Before Nan Yan could speak, Zhou Chiyan asked.

From her tone, she didn't seem as calm and composed as she was when she was joking with her roommates. She didn't even have time to make an excuse.

Nan Yan was feeling bad in her heart, and raised her eyebrows slightly:

"Will you be angry if I don't go out with you?"

Zhou Chiyan was choked by these words, his lips moved, and the voice on the other end of the phone sounded a little aggrieved, "No, I'm not angry, I just care about you, we are a serious boyfriend and girlfriend, not casual, can't I go on a date with you?"

This is still in the early stages of the relationship.

He was banished to the cold palace just as he started to fall in love. Will he still be able to maintain his social status in the future?

This is a question of principle.

Nan Yan blinked, without giving any face, her voice was light and gentle as usual, "Didn't we just meet?"

"Even if we're boyfriend and girlfriend, we should have some private space. Besides, if you want to date me, do I have to agree to it?"

Zhou Chiyan's brows furrowed even more after hearing this.

"Aren't you happy?"

Zhou Chiyan rubbed his aching cheek and asked tentatively, "Who made you angry?"

Nan Yan snorted lightly, not wanting to pay attention to him. "I've been busy with work lately, so I don't have that much time to play these childish tricks with you."

After saying that, she simply hung up the phone.

Meanwhile, Zhou Chiyan on the opposite side was looking at his phone with a frustrated look on his face, feeling extremely depressed. What was this a child's trick? Was he really as unreliable as he looked?

Even a date can be rejected?

His roommate who was sitting next to him watched the whole process and couldn't help but laugh out loud:

"Okay, brother, your girlfriend is ignoring you, so just go with me to socialize. We'll stay up all night, and I promise you won't regret it."

His roommate patted his shoulder. Zhou Chiyan glanced at him, his eyes fell on his roommate's gloating smile, and then he looked away with disgust.

…………

Although I’m not quite sure how Zhou Chiyan feels at the moment, being rejected must be an unpleasant feeling.

Zhou Chiyan, who was in a bad mood, finally accepted his roommate's invitation. In addition to the other party's constant nagging, there was also a sense of being angry with Nan Yan.

On the other side, Nan Yan was completely unaware of his tangled emotions at the moment. She slept comfortably all night without any dreams. When she woke up, it was already past nine in the morning.

The cell phone on the table kept buzzing, urging her to answer it quickly.

Nan Yan reached for her phone in a daze and squinted at the screen. It was obviously an unfamiliar number.

I pressed the answer button and a strange voice came from the receiver. "Hello, do you know He Yanzhou?"

Of course she knew him.

But who is this person?

Nan Yan was a little confused, and the remaining sleepiness gradually dissipated. "Yes, I know He Yanzhou. What do you want to talk to me about?"

"I'm sorry to bother you, but your friend is drunk and not feeling well. You're the only number he can dial on his phone. Could you please come over?"

"Drunk?"

So he was drinking last night when he called her, right? And he was drinking today.

What is this doing?

Do you want to drown your sorrows in alcohol?

The staff looked at He Yanzhou who was sitting on the sofa, and at his suggestion, they could only respond bitterly, "Yes, are you free now?"

Nan Yan frowned and was about to refuse, but she heard a voice that sounded like a waiter urging her. She could only agree, "Okay, can you tell me the address?"

The staff quickly reported the address. Nan Yan searched on the map and found a well-known quiet bar with two floors. The first floor was for friends to drink and chat, while the second floor was more private and had special private rooms.

The environment inside the house is simple, with a classic Japanese log style. The air is filled with soft and pleasant music and a faint smell of tobacco, which easily creates an ambiguous atmosphere, so most of the people who come here are young men and women on dates.

After consulting the front desk, Nan Yan went directly to the second floor.

The lights in the corridor are dim, and most quiet bars are reserved for the whole night, so there are few people during the day.

Before she even reached the box, someone suddenly covered her mouth from behind. The cold fingers pressed against her skin, making her shiver.

"call--"

The man's hot breath brushed across her cheeks, and his high nose rubbed around her earlobes, and he breathed through his nose like a cat.

"You lied to me."

His voice sounded a little aggrieved, but very recognizable.

"Zhou Chiyan?" Nan Yan recognized him immediately.

"Why, who did you meet here?" He poked at her from behind with a particularly aggrieved look, his tone drawn out in a meaningful way, "Didn't you say you were busy?"

Nan Yan was about to open her mouth, but this time she was suppressed. Zhou Chiyan leaned over and held her waist with one thin hand, pressing her towards his chest. He opened his mouth and was about to bite her mouth. His teeth were quite sharp and the bite was quite painful.

He has a bad heart and is obviously angry.

This guy took advantage of his younger age and thicker skin and sometimes acted like a spoiled child. Nan Yan was bitten by him until tears came out. She got anxious and slapped him in the face. Her fair cheeks turned red.

“Hiss, it hurts…”

Zhou Chiyan licked his lips, still with an unsatisfied expression on his face. He reached out and touched her lips. Seeing her angry made him feel happier. He smiled with curved eyebrows, "Did it really hurt? But who asked you to bully me first? You bullied me, so it's fair for me to bite you."

"What did I bully you about?"

Nan Yan touched her lips. They were not broken, but a little painful. She could feel that they were swollen. She glared at him and said, "I'm in love with you, and you're talking about fairness?"

Zhou Chiyan felt that this statement made sense. When facing his girlfriend, he couldn't use normal logic to reason with her. However, he was used to pretending to be aggrieved, "It's all your fault. You rejected my date and made an appointment with another bastard here. I was so angry that I couldn't help it..."

"Then you are the same. You are not idle even if I refuse you."

As Nan Yan spoke, she did not forget to pinch Zhou Chiyan hard that night. Her nails pinched the soft flesh, and Zhou Chiyan's expression visibly twisted.

He was not angry, but smiled and blinked, rubbed the painful area, and asked in a low voice: "Are you angry?"