Chapter 46

Don't underestimate four hundred thousand—aside from the fantasy of everyone on TikTok driving Ferraris, in real life there are very few who can afford a car that costs over four hundred thousand.

And for someone Zhang Xian's age to afford such a car on his own is truly rare as a dragon among men.

After all, Zhang Xian's classmates either just started working or are still in graduate school; almost none have the means to spend four hundred thousand on a car.

Although Zhang Xian's car was bought by his father Zhang Dongshan, for Zhang Xian now, coming up with four hundred thousand is no big deal.

Lan Qiaoqiao is practical, but not as clueless as some internet "fairy girls" who casually flaunt million-dollar cars and billions in assets.

In her view, Zhang Xian now is a "potential stock" with huge untapped potential—he's only 22, a musician with a long future ahead, and who knows, he might write one or two hit songs any day, making him rich beyond measure.

Too bad he already has a girlfriend—Chu Yourong, a top-tier female celebrity—otherwise Lan Qiaoqiao would never let this chance slip away.

But she, sitting in the passenger seat, restlessly shifted her long legs slightly toward the driver's side—this advantage must be used; although Chu Yourong is beautiful and carries the halo of a celebrity, her legs are nothing compared to Lan Qiaoqiao's—Chu Yourong is 165 cm tall, ten centimeters shorter than her.

Zhang Pandi chose a private kitchen restaurant, quite famous around the Medical University, not expensive, with an average per-person cost of about 200.

Although Zhang Xian said he was treating everyone to a big meal and they could eat whatever they wanted, Zhang Pandi still wanted to save her brother some money.

Zhang Xian is only 22, not even married yet, no house bought—there will be many more expenses ahead.

Several signature dishes were placed on the table; Zhang Pandi and Lan Qiaoqiao took a round of food photos, then pulled Zhang Xian and Zhang Zhaodi into a group selfie.

Only after finishing the photo session did they pick up their chopsticks.

"Xiaoxian, online rumors say you and Chu Yourong broke up, which is why she could sing 'Dignity' so well."

When Zhang Xian had nearly finished eating, Lan Qiaoqiao cautiously asked.

"Netizens really have sharp eyes."

Zhang Xian, chewing his food, replied carelessly.

"Huh?"

"You really broke up??"

Before Lan Qiaoqiao could press further, Zhang Pandi exclaimed in shock—she was quite satisfied with Chu Yourong as her sister-in-law; hadn't the two even slept over together once?

A top celebrity with zero attitude, they got along so well, even exchanged WeChat messages occasionally—yet now Zhang Xian claimed they'd broken up.

"Yeah, we broke up."

According to Chu Yourong's plan, the breakup would be announced soon; Zhang Xian was happy to "return to single status"—old gone, new comes.

He needed to establish a single persona; otherwise, it'd be hard to flirt with other women.

Like this long-legged sister, Lan Qiaoqiao.

Seeing Zhang Xian give a definite answer, Lan Qiaoqiao's eyes lit up—good, the opportunity had arrived!

But Zhang Pandi panicked: "Why?"

"Chu Yourong is so great!"

"Incompatible personalities."

Zhang Xian gave the all-purpose excuse.

"Chu Yourong has a great personality—no drama, easy to get along with—Xiaoxian, shouldn't you try to win her back?"

Zhang Pandi truly couldn't bear to lose such a wonderful sister-in-law.

Of course, she also had her own little agenda—Chu Yourong is a celebrity; she could ask her for entertainment gossip to satisfy her curiosity.

"Pandidi, relationships are too complex for outsiders to judge, especially since Xiaoxian is already an adult—he has his own judgment."

Lan Qiaoqiao took over the conversation.

"Yeah, Qiaoqiao-jie is right."

Zhang Xian nodded vigorously.

"Xiaoxian, how come you're not even sad about such a big breakup?"

Zhang Pandi frowned again—she believed ending a relationship must be painful, taking a long time to recover, just like in TV dramas.

"We broke up peacefully; otherwise, 'Dignity' wouldn't exist."

Saying that, Zhang Xian picked up a piece of red-braised pork and chewed it contentedly—his face showed not a trace of sorrow or pain.

"Pandidi, I think Xiaoxian's mindset is great—just like the lyrics say: I dare to give, I dare to have my heart broken."

"It's just a breakup—look at it another way, isn't it a brand-new beginning?"

Lan Qiaoqiao continued defending Zhang Xian.

"Sigh, I just feel it's a pity."

Zhang Pandi sighed softly, her face full of regret.

"No need to feel sorry—we're still friends after all!"

"And it doesn't stop you from staying friends with Chu Yourong."

Zhang Xian, the one actually going through the breakup, was the one comforting Zhang Pandi.

"As long as you're okay."

Zhang Pandi shook her head and added: "But now Dad will start nagging you again—Liu Dongxu is already married, and you've broken up again!"

"Dad's too busy these days—he has no time to bother me!"

Zhang Xian dismissed it.

After eating.

Zhang Xian dropped off his fifth sister and Lan Qiaoqiao at the Medical University, then took Zhang Zhaodi to the Zheng Hong Law Firm.

This was where his fourth sister Zhang Laidi interned; Zhang Xian arrived right at quitting time, wanting to surprise her—he hadn't called, just waited at the building entrance holding the gift he'd bought.

Soon, he spotted his fourth sister Zhang Laidi, walking with a woman in a small blazer and short hair.

Zhang Xian had seen this woman in his sister's WeChat Moments and heard her mentioned—she seemed to be called Li He.

From the name alone, you couldn't tell her gender; perhaps because of the name, her style was quite androgynous—except her chest was noticeably full, which felt odd.

Her development was too good—it ruined her chances of fitting the "tomboy" image.

Zhang Xian was about to wave and greet his fourth sister when a man stepped forward first, calling out Zhang Laidi's name: "Lai Di, you're finally not working overtime—I've been waiting for you!"

The man's hair was slicked to a glossy shine, dressed in a three-piece suit of trousers, shirt, and vest, with a square handkerchief sticking out of his vest pocket, and brown leather shoes that gleamed as brightly as his hair.

This outfit looked familiar to Zhang Xian.

Right—Dong Xu had worn exactly this when he went for his interview.

A strong aura of fake-foreigner oozed from him.

As he spoke, the fake-foreigner also offered a large bouquet of flowers.

If nothing unexpected happened, this fake-foreigner was clearly one of Lai Di's suitors.

Without hesitation, Zhang Xian activated his "Bagua Eye" skill to take a look—damn, the red thread above the fake-foreigner's head was nearly as thick as Wang Jiajia's.

"Yang Dawei, I've told you countless times—I don't want your stuff!"

Zhang Laidi's brows twisted into a knot; it was clear this fake-foreigner had been harassing her for more than just a day or two.

"Lai Di, I'm sincere."

"No girl has ever fascinated me this much!"

Yang Dawei spoke with deep emotion, then pushed the bouquet forward again: "Even if you won't accept me, at least take the flowers—they're innocent!"

At this point in the drama, Zhang Xian knew he had to act—he couldn't let his fourth sister be tormented by this fake-foreigner.

He hurried forward and forcefully stepped between Yang Dawei and his fourth sister Zhang Laidi: "Brother, step aside!"

As Zhang Xian spoke, he shoved Yang Dawei backward—flowers and all.

"Who the hell are you?!"

"Can't you see I'm proposing?!"

Having been shoved aside at the crucial moment, Yang Dawei was seething, glaring furiously at Zhang Xian.

But seeing her sudden brother appear, Zhang Laidi's face lit up—truly, "raise a brother for a thousand days, use him in a single moment."

With her tall, strong brother beside her, her confidence surged.

In that instant, Zhang Laidi finally understood why her parents had insisted on having a son—having a man in the family truly brought a sense of security.