Chapter 31: [The Truly Petty One].JPG

Lin Chuhan had been busy all day and was exhausted; her exquisite face appeared somewhat haggard.

Her forehead was covered in sweat, leaving her hair slightly disheveled.

However, this could not mask her beauty.

Lin Chuhan worked part-time at a milk tea shop—yes, that very "Er Dian Dian" milk tea shop!

Her presence undoubtedly added a touch of brightness to the shop.

The owner often lamented that his decision back then had been incredibly wise; as long as Lin Chuhan was there, business was always better than usual.

Unfortunately, Lin Chuhan only came to work on weekends.

What a pity!

The owner was a married man with a fierce wife, so he had no designs on Lin Chuhan.

However, the two male employees in the shop were salivating over her. Every day, they were either bringing her breakfast or treating her to lunch, acting incredibly attentive.

The owner saw it all. He wanted to say something, but it was difficult to interfere in his employees' private affairs, so he could only implement a rule that dating was not allowed during working hours.

The effect was, naturally, present.

But as soon as they clocked out, the owner could no longer control them.

At this moment, the employees were packing up, preparing to finish their shift.

A tall, well-built young man with decent features walked over and said to Lin Chuhan with a smile

"Chuhan, it's so late. Let me drive you home later."

Another young man with a "fresh" look and a perm immediately grew anxious when he saw he was a step behind. "Chuhan, I live right on your way, let me take you instead."

A female employee teased, "Give it a rest. Your so-called 'on the way' is at least ten kilometers away from Chuhan's."

"At least I'm closer than Qian Weibo. His house is east and hers is west; it's at least twenty kilometers," the permed boy countered.

The tall young man, Qian Weibo, frowned slightly and smiled. "I usually exercise in the evening. Driving Chuhan home and then heading back will just happen to meet my workout quota for today."

"Tch, what a grand excuse," the permed boy sneered.

"Alright, stop arguing. I don't need any of you to drive me; I can get home by myself," Lin Chuhan refused as usual, her voice cold.

Both men were helpless. They were rejected every single time, and in truth, they didn't even know where Lin Chuhan lived.

Lin Chuhan only told them the general district she lived in...

After all, a girl has to protect herself out in the world; she couldn't just give her home address to any random guy.

Just as the two boys were about to say more, a voice rang out.

"Hey beautiful, give me a milk tea!"

The frivolous, playboy-like voice sounded very familiar to Lin Chuhan.

"Sorry, we're closing."

Just as Qian Weibo finished speaking, Lin Chuhan turned her head. Seeing the newcomer's face, she said in surprise, "What are you doing here?"

"Look at how you say that. Why couldn't it be me?" Wang Teng said with a grin.

Hearing their familiar conversation, Qian Weibo and the permed boy instantly felt a strong sense of crisis.

Moreover, this man was quite handsome!

Well... just a little!

Qian Weibo asked, "Chuhan, who is this?"

"Chuhan?"

"Hehe." Wang Teng's eyes narrowed slightly as he gave him a meaningful look.

"He's my deskmate," Lin Chuhan said.

"Deskmate!"

The gazes of Qian Weibo and the permed boy tightened, and they exchanged a look.

Confirmed by their eyes: this was a formidable rival they would need to team up against.

"Since he's Xiao Lin's deskmate, then make one last cup of milk tea," the owner said, nodding to Wang Teng.

Qian Weibo asked, "So, classmate, what would you like to drink?"

"Do you have Xiangpiaopiao?" Wang Teng asked.

Qian Weibo: "..."

What the hell is Xiangpiaopiao!

This is a milk tea shop, not a supermarket!

If you want Xiangpiaopiao, go to the supermarket and buy a cup to make yourself, you idiot!

Qian Weibo roared internally.

The owner and the other employees also had dark lines across their foreheads, speechless to the extreme.

Lin Chuhan, however, had already started working. She made the simplest milk tea with black pearls, large size. In a few quick moves, she finished it and slammed it down in front of Wang Teng with a *thud*.

"Twelve yuan!"

"So expensive!" Wang Teng didn't care what kind of milk tea it was. He complained briefly, then took out his phone to scan the code and pay.

Lin Chuhan ignored Wang Teng. After tidying up, she told the owner she was leaving and walked out of the shop.

She pushed out a small pink scooter from the nearby parking area.

Then, she put on an extra-round Hello Kitty helmet and was just about to mount the scooter.

"Chuhan, wait for me!"

Qian Weibo and the permed boy quickly finished packing and chased after her, each pushing an electric scooter.

Wang Teng's appearance had given them a sudden sense of urgency. Regardless of whether Lin Chuhan refused them tonight, they intended to thick-skin their way into driving her home.

Seeing the two men clinging to her like adhesive tape, Lin Chuhan frowned in displeasure.

"Class Monitor, let me drive you," Wang Teng said, walking over while holding the milk tea.

"No need!" Lin Chuhan said coldly.

"We're old classmates, why be so polite with me?"

Wang Teng grabbed Lin Chuhan's small scooter and lifted it with one hand.

"Holy crap, that strength!"

The expressions of Qian Weibo and the other boy changed instantly.

When Wang Teng walked up to the sports car parked by the roadside, their eyes widened even further.

With a *beep*, the trunk opened, and Wang Teng stuffed the small scooter directly inside.

Because of this, the trunk lid couldn't close completely.

The pink little scooter was half-exposed, looking incredibly eye-catching.

O_o....

"Flashy!"

"So damn flashy!"

"A sports car carrying a little scooter—truly a sight never seen before!"

This maneuver left the milk tea shop owner, Qian Weibo, and the others staring like wooden chickens.

"Is this what the gap between us looks like?"

Qian Weibo and the other boy suddenly began to doubt their lives.

Wang Teng opened the car door and urged Lin Chuhan, who was still standing there.

"Let's go! What are you standing there for?"

Lin Chuhan bit her lip, stomped her foot, and finally got into the car.

*Crack!*

It sounded like the sound of glass shattering.

Their hearts were in pain!

The two men clutched their chests.

Wang Teng closed the door for Lin Chuhan. Just as he was about to get in, he remembered something and walked up to Qian Weibo and the other boy.

"You two, are you very close with our Class Monitor?" he asked with a smile.

Just as they were about to nod, Wang Teng placed his hands on their shoulders and applied gentle pressure...

In the next moment, it was like a drumroll!

"Since you aren't close, when you call her name in the future, remember to include her surname."

I, Wang Teng!

[Truly Petty].JPG!

Wang Teng chuckled and released his grip. The faces of Qian Weibo and the other boy were already flushed red.

It hurt!

It felt like their bones were being crushed!

Such incredible strength—could this man be a martial artist?

And he drives a sports car, which means he's rich!

Can't mess with him! Can't mess with him!

*Trembling in fear...*

The two quickly nodded. Who was Lin Chuhan? Who was that? Was she pretty? What did she have to do with me?

Nothing mattered anymore.

The most important thing was to get this demon away as quickly as possible.

Wang Teng drove off, his car roaring into the night. Qian Weibo and the permed boy stared blankly at the receding taillights of the sports car.

And that little scooter sticking out...

They felt an unprecedented sense of mockery!