Tycoon: I can see the goddess's wish list novel Chapter 41

Chapter 41: 39, the young host has fallen, what did she do with the rich man last night?

It was just a few seconds.

Su Meiji replied to the message.

Su Meiji: "Baby, I’m sorry, but I’m afraid it’s not going to work."

"Why?"

Su Meiji: "After that beautiful night with you, I didn’t get back until early morning. Although I explained to those girls in the dormitory that I snuck in after midnight and they were just asleep, and that I didn’t spend the night outside, they might still suspect me."

"Did you tell your stepdad?"

Su Meiji: "Pretty much, so he scolded me. I have to behave for a while; otherwise, if he finds out about you and me, it is affirmative that he will go ballistic."

"Damn it, your stepdad is way too controlling."

Isn’t this jeopardizing my little brother’s happiness? Luofeng fiercely made complaints.

If he were truly considering Su Meiji’s well-being, as a qualified father, that would be one thing. But to completely forbid his daughter from interacting with boys and be so controlling—anyone would realize this is overcorrecting, or he might have ulterior motives.

And damn it, he’s just a stepdad?

Luofeng couldn’t help but think of some perverse things.

I must resolve the issues at Su Meiji’s family when I can and set her completely free.

But with my current strength, it is affirmative that it’s not possible.

By then, if I want to have fun with her, I can just take her out to a hotel; no need to worry about anyone’s disapproval.

"Alright, don’t be angry. Worst comes to worst, I can help you with... voice..."

"Boring," Luofeng huffed, messaging back, "And it was your idea to go for that mode, wasn’t it?"

"Not a chance, it was you, okay? Last time you made me moan and whine."

...

They didn’t chat much more after that. Then, just as Luofeng was about to get out of bed, he noticed a text message from his mother.

She was asking why he hadn’t been home in a long time and what he was up to.

Of course, Luofeng’s family lived in another district from the school. Shanghai itself was very large, and it would take about an hour by car to get there because of the heavy traffic.

Most of the time, Luofeng didn’t go home.

After a brief reply, his mother surprisingly sent over 500 yuan, saying he should enjoy himself more on the weekend.

Luofeng felt a wave of warmth.

If it were the original owner of this body, this amount of money, it is affirmative he would complain it’s too little and then ask for more.

But Luofeng wouldn’t.

Happily accepting the money, Luofeng subconsciously headed towards the hotel’s parking lot, then suddenly remembered that he had drunk alcohol last night, and the little streamer had parked his car in the parking space next to the hotel.

However, just as Luofeng got there to get his car, he immediately noticed Liu Hanyan next to it.

"You little streamer, what are you doing here so early?"

Luofeng curiously walked over. Today, she wasn’t cosplaying as Xiaowu but was dressed in denim hot shorts and a milky-blue T-shirt. Her long, fair legs were striking, making one want to reach out. She wore light makeup, and her delicate face still held a cheerful smile.

"Um, didn’t you ask me to be your designated driver?" Liu Hanyan asked in return.

Only then did Luofeng remember. "HAHAHA, actually, I won’t be needing one today. I didn’t drink, did I?"

"EMMM," Liu Hanyan trailed off, unsure what to say, pursing her sexy lips.

In her mind, it’s affirmative that Luofeng is interested in her for spending nearly 2,000,000 yuan on her livestream, and yesterday’s aloofness was just him playing hard to get. After all, tipping 2,000,000 yuan? Anyone sensible could figure it out. If he weren’t interested in me? Impossible! Simply pitying a little streamer like me? Don’t be silly. There are plenty of beggars on the street; why not pity them? So, I took the initiative to come over today, expecting Luofeng to flirt with me, but what happened? Does he actually consider me just a designated driver? But as a designated driver, 2,000,000 yuan per ride... I swear, I’ll drive him to bankruptcy!

...

Hearing this self-introduction, Luofeng seriously wondered if this little streamer was deliberately flirting with him.

...

Is she really fighting to drive my car? Luofeng rolled his eyes but ignored her, still sitting in the driver’s seat.

Seeing this, Liu Hanyan rolled her eyes fiercely, but she couldn’t refute it. The guy is just too rich.

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