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Chapter 1509 - 646: Do You Think the Hundred Million in the Senior Monitor’s Bank Account is Photoshopped? _4
Chapter 1509: Chapter 646: Do You Think the Hundred Million in the Senior Monitor’s Bank Account is Photoshopped? _4
On the watch face, there are Roman numeral markers, a double-line minute track, a signature design of the Cartier watch, with blue steel hands, elegant lines, and a cabochon spinel inlaid on the right side, witnessing eternal fantasy and romance!
Liu Zilu and Zhou Zhou, along with the other girls, gathered around.
"Is this the Cartier Ballon Bleu?"
Xu Jiaqi asked curiously. She had heard from Liu Zilu in the dorm that this watch was particularly popular, with many posts about it on Xiao Hongshu.
"Yes, yes. How is it? Beautiful, right?"
Liu Zilu was envious; she wished she had one too.
"Damn!"
Xu Daguan was impressed. Who was this guy, dropping such a bomb without saying a word?
He had also thought about buying a Ballon Bleu watch at one point, but when he saw the price of over fifty thousand yuan, he couldn’t bring himself to do it.
"How much is this watch?"
Zhang Zhixu was curious.
Ji Xinyan chuckled and didn’t directly mention the price, saying instead, "Five times the price of that bracelet."
Hiss!
The whole room filled with the sound of sharp intakes of breath, shocked by the price. Even Wei Xin was dumbfounded.
Who gave this gift?
What an idiot!
They haven’t even eaten, and they’ve already given such an expensive gift?
Truly sparing no expense!
Wei Xin thought that the person must be a big spender, so he instinctively looked at Qian Jiahui. If it wasn’t him, then who could it be? Then he glared at Chen Kaiwei.
Damn!
You have such a big shot in your class, and you didn’t mention it sooner?
Trying to make me hit a hard wall?
Chen Kaiwei was still confused. Do we really have such a wealthy person in our class?
"This watch is too valuable. Could you take it back?"
Bai Jiao frowned, but deep inside, she felt a trace of pride.
So, in a guy’s heart, am I really that precious?
Everyone looked around, but no one spoke up.
"Yan Yan, do you know who sent it?"
Bai Jiao looked at Ji Xinyan.
"Of course, it’s someone who has a good impression of you!"
Ji Xinyan used "good impression" instead of "like," which is a softer expression.
The gift had been shown off, and the farce was supposed to end.
"Wei, right? Our Dumpling looks like this, and there are many who silently admire her. You have money and a decent family background, but honestly, those aren’t enough!"
As her roommate, Ji Xinyan wanted to help Bai Jiao get rid of Wei Xin.
Otherwise, being harassed by someone like him for four years of college would be very oppressive.
"Who do you think you’re talking about?"
The guy with glasses picked up a wine bottle.
He wasn’t actually planning to fight, just trying to stand his ground, hoping to gain some benefits from Wei Xin.
But Lin Baici was not pleased.
My Tea sister, and you dare to threaten her?
"Wine bottle!"
Lin Baici spoke up, reaching out his hand.
"What?"
Sun Aihua hadn’t reacted yet, but Fang Mingyuan had already picked up a beer bottle and placed it in Lin Baici’s hand.
Lin Baici took it and smashed it towards the guy with glasses.
Whoosh!
The bottle flew past the front of the guy’s face, taking his glasses with it. With a bang, it shattered against the wall.
Clatter!
Glass shards fell to the ground.
Swish!
Everyone turned their heads, shocked to see Lin Baici take action. Then, the guys with the glasses guy started swearing.
"You want to fight, huh?"
"You got a death wish?"
"Little punk, acting so tough?"
They were all Wei Xin’s gang, having been in a few lousy fights before.
Lin Baici coldly stared at them, reaching out his hand.
"Wine bottle!"
Just two words, calm and simple, but paired with Lin Baici’s naturally commanding expression, the pressure was immense.
Slap!
Fang Mingyuan placed another bottle into Lin Baici’s hand.
Lin Baici looked at the guy with glasses.
"Do you dare to..."
Whoosh!
The bottle flew past the guy’s ear, with a bang, smashing into the wall.
Clatter!
A mess on the ground.
This time, Lin Baici didn’t even bother to say anything, just stretched out a hand.
Slap!
Fang Mingyuan gave him another one.
"Give me a few as well!"
Qian Jiahui was feeling irritated.
"Wait..."
The guy with glasses’ legs trembled a bit. He didn’t dare to say, "Throw it at my head if you dare."
If it had missed by just one millimeter, his head would have been smashed, right?
Backing Wei Xin up was fine, but ending up in the hospital was not an option.
"Monitor, don’t!"
Ji Xinyan hurried over to pull Lin Baici back.
She felt warm inside.
Mr. Lin really knows how to protect his own!
Everyone realized that Lin Baici suddenly made a move because the guy with glasses insulted Ji Xinyan.
Could it be,
Lin Baici likes her?
"Wei Xin, right? Stop bothering the girls in our class. If I find out again, I’ll break your legs!"
Lin Baici looked at Wei Xin.
Wei Xin wasn’t used to being at a disadvantage. He wanted to talk tough, but the look in this guy’s eyes, he didn’t know why, was terrifying, even more so than his dad, so he didn’t dare to speak.
He felt that if he said a word, he might end up doomed.
"And add two arms to that!"
Qian Jiahui spat, "That’s on me!"
Wei Xin’s face was sullen, lips pressed tightly. He remained silent, weighing the pros and cons.
This kind of person wasn’t reckless. His key consideration was whether his dad could handle it if things went wrong.
Luckily, the guy with glasses was quick-witted. Seeing Wei Xin being subdued, he spoke up: "Bai, if we can’t be lovers, can’t we at least be friends? Why make it so tense?"
"The guys in your class are too aggressive!"
The guy with glasses complained.
"I don’t want to be friends with you. Please leave, and don’t disturb Zilu’s and my birthday party!"
Bai Jiao actually didn’t want to be so decisive, but she had no choice now. Besides, to be honest, Lin Baici driving these people away felt quite satisfying.
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