In the small alley nail art shop outside the school gate, the three nail technicians overheard the conversation between Duanmu Yunji and her friends and collectively fell silent.
They had to admit, Duanmu Yunji was indeed beautiful. Her long legs, in particular, were a rare treasure, and her skin was fair. But a 10 million apartment given just like that? Wasn’t that too much? What kind of Fairy-boyfriend was this? Did his family own a gold mine?
"Wait, Yunji, I’m a bit confused. That guy just gave you an apartment worth 10 million, and it even came with a 2 million piano?" Ye Bing asked again.
Duanmu Yunji nodded affirmatively. "Yes, and he gave it to me, um... you know, before *that*, not because of... well, you know."
Ye Bing was speechless.
Duanmu Yunji added, "Oh, right, you guys know I changed cars, don’t you?"
"You had a Ferrari before? Did he take it back?" Ye Bing asked.
Upon hearing "Ferrari," the three nail technicians mentally shut down. *Don’t want to listen. Don’t want to listen. It’s all just meaningless chatter to us.*
"That Ferrari was in an accident, so he bought me the BMW I have now," Duanmu Yunji said. "Price-wise, this BMW is actually a bit more expensive than the Ferrari was."
So much for the supposed step down from a Prancing Horse to a BMW! Turns out, it’s even more expensive than the last one?
Ye Bing felt like shutting down again.
Qin Rubing was equally speechless.
The three nail technicians felt their heads spin. They were about to faint. Should someone call an ambulance?
Ye Bing took a deep breath. "Is it still in your name?"
"Didn’t you see the license plate?" Duanmu Yunji countered.
Qin Rubing recalled Duanmu Yunji’s license plate. "I’m afraid that plate alone is worth several hundred thousand. It’s not something money can just buy; it requires serious connections. In Capital City, that definitely signifies immense influence."
"I’m curious, how much does this car cost?" Ye Bing inquired.
"Just under three million," Duanmu Yunji admitted openly.
"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH. Yunji, let’s discuss something," Ye Bing said, clearing her throat. "Your family’s Fairy-boyfriend... would he mind having another girlfriend? Don’t worry, you can be the main one, and I’ll be the backup. I’ll listen to you, won’t cause trouble or compete, and when you’re tired, I can step in."
Duanmu Yunji glanced at Ye Bing and shook her head. "Bingbing, if it were you, I don’t think that would work."
"Huh?" Ye Bing looked utterly confused.
Qin Rubing, on the other hand, couldn’t help but laugh. The three of them were very close and often joked around like this.
"She means her boyfriend is very picky," Qin Rubing chimed in, twisting the knife. "Even though you’re already gorgeous, you’re still not up to his standards."
Ouch, that’s a soul-crushing blow!
Ye Bing shot them a speechless look, then tried to stir things up. "Well, Rubing should be fine then, right? I doubt he could find fault with ’icy block’ here, could he?"
Duanmu Yunji sized up Qin Rubing. "She might actually work."
Qin Rubing joked, "Well then, please introduce me to your Fairy-boyfriend! I’ll be the backup, you be the main. I won’t make a fuss, and I can help out when you’re tired." She echoed Ye Bing’s words, then added, "Of course, I happen to need a dance studio. Think the Fairy-boyfriend could arrange that?"
Duanmu Yunji trailed off. He’s just too warm and comforting.
"HAHAHA, good point." Luofeng laughed, then glanced at Chen Dali. He *does* look a bit old for his age, doesn’t he?

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