Tycoon: I can see the goddess's wish list novel Chapter 342

Chapter 342: 340, Has the opportunity arrived? Alone together?

Not just any multimillion-dollar car—she mentioned buying it only yesterday, and today she’s going? Could talk like that still be an empty promise? Those men who dish out empty promises must have been dumped plenty of times. Then they enjoy a few months, and finally, when they can’t hold up anymore, that’s when they break up. They find a new girl and keep spending tens of thousands on meals, bags, hotels, amusement parks, and so on. After which come more empty promises, and then they get to enjoy a few more carefree months. Damn it, if you think about it, those women are at a total loss. Not only do they lose their reputation, but they are also exhausted. After all, when two people are truly in love, that thing is actually enjoyable for both parties. But if it’s just about satisfying someone else? That thing can really be torture. Otherwise, why do those escorts and mistresses get so impatient after getting paid? Isn’t that thing supposed to be fun? So, for those girls who meet big bosses and then find their usual routines don’t get them much money, it’s just tragic. But if you don’t have substantial total assets, just tens of thousands to spend buying them bags, taking them out to eat, and putting them up in hotels? Sorry, the goddesses won’t give you the time of day. Without strong financial backing, all this is empty talk. That’s why luxury cars are like nukes: you must have them, but you don’t necessarily have to drive them around. Of course, spending tens of thousands over a couple of months already lands you a plane ticket woman. And the ordinary ones? About a month of fun, just a few tens of thousands of yuan, then broken promises, followed by a breakup. If you have assets, picking up women is a piece of cake. The women just get some clothes and the experience of fine dining and lodging.

Qin Rubing remembered one of her classmates dated a successful person who promised a BMW but never bought it in the end, resulting in a breakup. In contrast, Luofeng now? Qin Rubing felt like she was reading a fairy tale, not facing reality.

"By the way, Boss, why don’t we take Rubing with us?" Duanmu Yunji suggested.

Luofeng’s face was riddled with question marks. What kind of move was this? Inviting a cripple to a racing event?

Qin Rubing just looked at Luofeng, saying nothing.

Duanmu Yunji explained, "We can’t just leave her at home, right? She has trouble moving around. What if something happens and no one’s there to help her?"

Then, this big Kitty started acting spoiled, tugging Luofeng’s arm. "Please, Brother Feng~"

Every time this beautiful Kitty with her incredible figure acted spoiled, Luofeng was powerless to resist. After all, have you seen a 98-point figure? Every morning, she was plastered so intimately to his chest! If it weren’t for the double talent issue, a normal person really couldn’t live with her day in and day out.

"Alright, I agree," Luofeng rolled his eyes.

"Thank you, Brother Feng!" Duanmu Yunji said happily. Afterwards, she even flashed a V-for-victory sign at Qin Rubing.

Qin Rubing looked at Duanmu Yunji with great envy. She truly envied her. So many dance department students, in their so-called love lives, never had a good outcome. Even when dating, they were always in a subservient position with wealthy men. But Duanmu Yunji and Luofeng, they seemed to be truly in love: respecting each other, understanding each other, caring for each other. Neither was dominant, neither submissive.

Of course, Qin Rubing didn’t know that, aside from when it came to *that thing*, where Luofeng was quite assertive—he was in charge: if he wanted to proceed, they proceeded; if he wanted to stop, they stopped—the two of them actually respected each other quite a bit.

「At lunchtime.」

Qin Rubing felt envious yet again. The dishes Duanmu Yunji ordered this time totaled over five thousand yuan. Compared to her life before meeting Luofeng, Duanmu Yunji’s circumstances had changed dramatically. Qin Rubing also quietly ordered her favorite Steamed East Star Grouper. It was a dish she had always loved but could rarely afford; here, it only cost 399 yuan, among the cheapest options.

About an hour later, the three of them finished lunch.

Luofeng then took Qin Rubing to the main bathroom and let Duanmu Yunji help her freshen up and get ready. Then, they prepared to leave.

Because of the car racing planned for the afternoon, Duanmu Yunji’s BMW M8 needed to be driven there. But there was a minor issue: the back seat of her car was rather small. Qin Rubing had injured her leg, so naturally, she couldn’t sit in the back; getting into the back seat wasn’t very convenient.

As for letting Luofeng sit in the back? No, no, no. Luofeng refused. The BMW M8’s back seat was really too small; it could probably only fit a child or maybe some shopping bags. Even for just half an hour, Luofeng still refused.

Given the situation, Luofeng took the initiative and said, "Yunji, you drive the Rolls-Royce with Qin Rubing, and I’ll take the BMW M8 to hangout."

Truth be told, Luofeng also liked the BMW M8. This car was a performance monster. Not only was it equipped with ferocious power, but it was also extremely comfortable. Otherwise, would it have a price tag of nearly three million?

"I don’t want to!" Duanmu Yunji refused.

"Oh?" Luofeng looked at Kitty with confusion. Was there something unreasonable about his arrangement?

However, Luofeng’s eyes lit up. If Duanmu Yunji wanted to drive the BMW M8, did that mean Luofeng would be driving the Rolls-Royce and be alone with Qin Rubing? A chance to be alone together? But upon thinking more carefully, Luofeng wondered if he had misunderstood something.

Kitty indeed loved car racing. So much for the elegant demeanor she was supposed to cultivate from learning piano; it was all gone in this moment.

So, had he misunderstood? Was Duanmu Yunji going to ride in the BMW with Qin Rubing, leaving Luofeng to drive the Rolls-Royce alone? Alright, it seemed his initial thought was correct. Luckily, Luofeng hadn’t asked earlier, or he would have revealed his misunderstanding. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Concrete proof. Luofeng had misunderstood. There was no chance to be alone after all.

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