Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 474 - 215: Give You a Chance and You Don’t Make Good Use of It!_1

Chapter 474: Chapter 215: Give You a Chance and You Don’t Make Good Use of It!_1

The autumn wind swept down vast swaths of yellow leaves, leaving the bare tree branches resembling the sparse-haired scalps of middle-aged men, devoid of future, devoid of happiness, filled only with piled-up worries and troubles.

Lin Baici did not smoke, but at this moment, he suddenly felt like having one!

"Big class monitor!"

Ji Xinyan ran over, "You came so early!"

"You’re even earlier."

Lin Baici nodded, as a way of greeting.

Upon hearing this, Ji Xinyan wanted to roll her eyes, Big class monitor, are you aware of how off-putting your social skills are?

But then, considering Lin Baici’s height and good looks, she figured there must be lots of girls willing to throw themselves at him, so Ji Xinyan retracted her thought.

It couldn’t be helped, even she had a bit of a crush on Lin Baici.

"Xinyan, who is this...?"

The boy asked Ji Xinyan, with a tone as friendly as if they were long-time buddies.

"Don’t call me that, are we that close?"

Ji Xinyan’s tone was cold.

When she was having coffee at the Feilengcui Town, this guy named Tan Songlin came over to hit on her. Ji Xinyan was bored, and considering he looked a bit like Lin Baici, she decided to chat with him to pass the time. But who would have thought, after finishing her coffee, this guy would still relentlessly follow her around.

Tan Songlin had thick skin and didn’t find the situation awkward at all, "Didn’t you say you wanted to go to the Xiangzhang Mountain in the western suburbs to see the fiery red maple leaves and check in? I can take you there right now, and after that, we can go to ’Nile Holiday’ for Western cuisine!"

Tan Songlin pulled out a car key and twirled it on his finger, the BMW logo was quite eye-catching.

Nile Holiday was an internet-famous Western restaurant that many had checked in at on Xiaohongshu.

Ji Xinyan immediately felt disgusted, itching to curse, Look at me, do I look like a woman who can be lured by money?

A crappy BMW, who are you showing off to?

And Nile Holiday, a restaurant with an average cost of 800 yuan per person, do you think I can’t afford it?

Truth be told, this guy in front of her was sort of handsome, and with money in his pocket too, a freshman girl prone to vanity might not withstand his advances.

But Ji Xinyan...

Tea sister’s rank was too high.

Given the boy’s eagerness, Ji Xinyan easily passed on him.

A great hunter must know how to bide time.

’If you were as handsome as Lin Baici, even if a bit shallow, I might have agreed!’

Ji Xinyan pursed her lips, internally rolling her eyes, bursting with acting talent.

With a hint of a smile, she glanced at Lin Baici then wrapped her arm around his, boasting loudly, "My boyfriend, how about it? Pretty handsome, right?"

To anyone, Ji Xinyan’s behavior was clearly a ploy to shield herself and brush off the guy, so Tan Songlin gave a self-assured smile and began to size up Lin Baici.

Plain shoes, plain jeans, plain hoodie...

Not even a name-brand watch on his wrist, forget about an electronic one, handsome he might be, but he clearly had no clue how to package himself, obviously just a regular freshman.

Not a concern.

When Lin Baici heard Ji Xinyan’s words, he raised an eyebrow, having previously thought that if he went for Tea sister, he might not have to take responsibility.

Though it was a bit of a playboy thought, Ji Xinyan had given him that impression, and eager to resolve his single status, Lin Baici casually wrapped his arm around Ji Xinyan’s waist.

It was quite soft, indeed.

Seeing this, Tan Songlin chuckled, crossing his arms.

Your girlfriend?

That’s just perfect!

I love a challenge, going after someone who’s already taken.

"Eh?"

Ji Xinyan was surprised; Lin Baici’s action was unexpected, as he didn’t seem to have an aggressive nature from her observations over the past month.

To put it simply, if girls didn’t chase after him, Lin Baici probably wouldn’t dare to even hold their hand on his own initiative.

Did he experience some emotional upheaval during the National Day holiday?

Tan Songlin watched Lin Baici, his posture a silent challenge, waiting for him to prove he was worthy to pursue Ji Xinyan.

Beep! Beep!

Lin Baici’s phone rang with a message, he took it out and glanced at it.

It was a notification from ICBC about a million yuan that had been credited to his account.

It must be the reward for defeating the stray dogs and purifying the Boxue Community’s rule pollution.

After reading it, Lin Baici gave Tan Songlin a look, showed him the phone screen to let him see the message clearly.

"What’s this kid doing? Trying to hypnotize me?"

Tan Songlin was puzzled until his eyes landed on the screen, and when he saw that string of digits, he shivered in shock.

How many zeros is that?

Unit, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand...

Holy shit,

A million?

Tan Songlin froze, counted again, and sure enough, it was one million yuan, newly credited.

Damnit!

What kind of family is this, giving their kid a million in pocket money?

He examined the message again.

Your account ending in 6012 received an income of 1,000,000.00 yuan from another bank on October 15 at 1:28 AM, balance: 21,836,723.25 yuan.

Wait a minute!

Tan Songlin looked further, and the balance seemed even more frightening?

By the time Tan Songlin wanted to count again, Lin Baici had already put his phone away, locked the screen, and pocketed it.

Lin Baici gave a slight smile, devoid of scorn, but in Tan Songlin’s eyes, he appeared like the Lion King laughing at an overconfident maneless dog.

Sorry to disturb!

Tan Songlin was embarrassed, glanced at Ji Xinyan, and sadly walked away.

No match!

Is it a comparison of looks?

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