mijobooks Chapter 358: He just looks older than his age.
Chapter 358: He just looks older than his age.
It's happening again! It's happening again!
She felt a surge of anger rush to her head.
From university onwards, whenever she felt she had achieved even a little success, Liu Ruyan would always appear in a more dazzling way, ruthlessly crushing her!
Liu Ruyan is simply her nemesis!
Just then.
Ye Fan strolled forward leisurely, walked to Liu Ruyan's side, a harmless smile on his face, but a hint of amusement in his eyes. He deliberately asked in a clear but slightly confused tone, "Sister Ruyan, who is this... auntie?"
He deliberately emphasized the distinct intonations of "sister" and "aunt".
He heard everything clearly from the side, and he wanted to disgust Wang Meiyan too.
"Auntie?!" Wang Meiyan instantly bristled, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her voice cracking!
She pointed at Ye Fan, her fingers trembling with anger: "You! You little...are you blind? You call her 'sister' and me 'auntie'? I'm the same age as her!!"
Ye Fan looked completely innocent, giving her a "sincere" once-over, before saying in a serious tone, "This lady looks much younger than you. You do look like an auntie. Is there a problem?"
He even turned his head and glanced at the male salesman next to him, who was trying hard to suppress his laughter, as if seeking confirmation.
"Pfft..." The male salesman finally couldn't hold back and quickly lowered his head to pretend to cough and cover it up. Although they were professionally trained and generally didn't laugh unless they couldn't help it.
Liu Ruyan chimed in, "Don't talk nonsense. This is my classmate. She just looks older than her age, but she's still my classmate. We're the same age."
Liu Ruyan was also amused by Ye Fan's stroke of genius. Looking at Wang Meiyan's face, which was twisted with anger and jealousy, she couldn't help but burst out laughing. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand, her shoulders trembling slightly.
"You...you little brat who was born of a mother but raised without one! Did you donate your eyes? How can you be so blind?" Wang Meiyan completely lost her temper, revealing her shrewish nature. She pointed at Ye Fan and cursed him, spitting everywhere, completely disregarding the occasion.
Ye Fan was not like Liu Ruyan; he couldn't be bothered to maintain any gentlemanly demeanor.
Faced with this shrew, a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, his eyes instantly turning sharp as knives: "What does this have to do with me? You look old, and you can't blame others for telling the truth? Why don't you ask the people here?"
He looked around, and the customers and salespeople who were watching the spectacle instinctively avoided his gaze or lowered their heads.
Ye Fan's voice was filled with cold mockery: "Hmph, ugly people always cause trouble."
"Damn it!!" Wang Meiyan trembled with rage, her reason completely shattered. Like a lit firecracker, she lunged at Ye Fan, claws outstretched, ready to tear his stinking mouth apart: "You little brat, I'll rip your mouth apart!!"
Ye Fan stood motionless, his gaze growing even colder, carrying a hint of warning. He slowly pointed to the security camera in the corner of the ceiling: "Look carefully. This is a public place, with 360-degree surveillance. If you dare take another step forward, I'll call the police immediately. Disturbing the peace, damaging property... that's enough to keep you in jail for a few days."
"Call the police? I'm not afraid of you, you little brat!" Wang Meiyan was still yelling.
The male salesperson quickly stepped forward, maintaining a professional smile: "Please calm down, gentlemen! This is a Porsche Center. If there are any personal disputes, please resolve them outside. Arguing here will seriously affect the car buying experience of other VIPs, and we are very sorry."
His words were polite, but his attitude was firm and contained a warning.
Wang Meiyan was taken aback by the salesperson's businesslike attitude. Seeing the disdainful or amused looks from the many onlookers, she deflated like a punctured balloon, her arrogance diminishing considerably.
If this were on a main street, she would definitely pounce on Ye Fan and scratch that hateful face until it was covered in bruises!
But here, she couldn't afford to lose face.
The bald man quickly chimed in, trying to save face, and pulled Wang Meiyan aside: "Alright, alright! Meiyan, why bother arguing with a child who doesn't understand anything? It's beneath you!"
He tried to downplay Ye Fan's precise strike as "being ignorant".
"Hmph!" Wang Meiyan glared at Ye Fan fiercely, as if she wanted to etch his image into her eyes, and swallowed her anger.
She turned her head, staring intently at Liu Ruyan, her eyes filled with resentment and a last shred of doubt. Her voice was still somewhat shrill from her earlier agitation: "Liu Ruyan! Stop pretending! I'm asking you, where did you get the money to buy a Panamera Turbo S? Really? I still don't believe it! Stop trying to fool me!"
Wang Meiyan still looked unconvinced.
Liu Ruyan's ambiguous smile deepened, carrying a calmness that seemed to understand the other party's impotent rage.
"Meiyan," her clear voice echoed distinctly in the quiet exhibition hall, "the world is vast and changes rapidly. We haven't been in touch for over a decade since graduation. How can you be so certain that I can't make money? Do you think I'm destined to be poor and destitute my whole life?"
Her tone was calm, yet every word was like a needle, piercing Wang Meiyan's fragile sense of superiority.
As she spoke, Liu Ruyan gracefully pulled out a business card with a simple yet sophisticated design from her limited-edition Lady Dior handbag.
Her movements were unhurried and deliberate, exuding a sense of composure and control.
She handed it to Wang Meiyan, a meaningful smile playing on her lips: "Here, this is my business card. I work here now. If you're free anytime and want to 'catch up,' or simply want to see if I'm just fooling you... you're welcome to come to my office for a cup of tea anytime. I'd love to see you."
She pronounced the word "expectation" softly, yet it carried an undeniable weight.
Wang Meiyan took it suspiciously, looked down at it, and muttered habitually, "Red...Bean Group? President Liu Ruyan?"
She frowned, her face a mixture of confusion and disdain: "What kind of lousy company is this? Never even heard of it! What are they trying to prove with their big mouths!"
She instinctively wanted to throw the business card away.
"Wait!" The bald man next to him suddenly changed his expression!
He snatched the business card from Wang Meiyan's hand, brought it close to his eyes to examine it carefully, and his eyes widened as he looked at it, with a layer of fine sweat even appearing on his forehead.
He abruptly looked up at Liu Ruyan, his voice trembling with disbelief and a hint of barely perceptible awe: "Hong... Hongdou Group? The parent company of that 'Weiming App'? That investment group that's been making waves lately?"
Liu Ruyan simply nodded slightly, a nonchalant smile on her face, as if confirming something trivial.
This reaction completely confirmed the bald man's suspicions.