Chapter 64

But then she thought, maybe Ouba Daojun was discussing some other matters with her mother in the kitchen.

After all, Ouba Daojun was always able to handle everything perfectly.

A long time later, Chen Daojun finally emerged from the kitchen, feeling satisfied.

He glanced at the time and realized it was already past eight in the evening.

So he bid farewell to Liu Ruiqiu.

"Ruiqiu, I should go back. I had a very happy time at your house today. I hope I can come every weekend. I wonder if Ruiqiu welcomes me?"

After Chen Daojun said this.

Before Liu Ruiqiu could react, Li Xinxin, who was barely supporting herself against the kitchen door, almost fell to the ground.

What?

Coming every week?

Wouldn't she be ruined?

No, please!

Li Xinxin was truly about to cry to death.

This guy Chen Daojun was not human at all.

How could she handle it?

As for Liu Ruiqiu, after hearing this, she cheered and was so happy she almost jumped up.

"Ouba, are you telling the truth? You'll come to my house every weekend to keep Mom and me company?"

"Ouba, you are really too kind. Meeting you is truly my greatest luck!"

Liu Ruiqiu said very happily.

She had grown up without a father by her side. It could be said that beneath her cold and unapproachable exterior, there was actually a fragile and sensitive heart; furthermore, she had some father-complex tendencies.

Although Chen Daojun was only a few years older than her, in terms of social intelligence, appearance, personality, temperament, and personal charisma, he was nothing short of the best.

Being with Chen Daojun, she never had to worry about any accidents; she felt full of security.

Seeing Liu Ruiqiu so happy.

Chen Daojun was also very happy.

He looked at Li Xinxin, who was blushing with shame and indignation.

He waved at the mother and daughter.

"Then goodbye, Ruiqiu, Li Yi, I'll come to keep you company next week."

"Mm-hmm, goodbye Ouba, I will definitely miss you!"

Liu Ruiqiu reluctantly saw Chen Daojun to the garage entrance.

Seeing her reluctant expression.

Chen Daojun gave her a hug.

"Hahaha, I'll come again next time, Ruiqiu, don't be too sad."

"I'm leaving, Ruiqiu."

Chen Daojun got into his Lamborghini and started the car.

With a boom, the monster-like roar sounded again.

He slowly backed the car out of the garage.

He waved goodbye to Liu Ruiqiu and Li Xinxin once more.

Then he stepped on the gas.

Under Liu Ruiqiu’s lingering gaze.

He drove onto the main road and soon disappeared at the end of the street.

"Wooo... I really want Ouba to stay..."

Watching Chen Daojun leave, Liu Ruiqiu looked reluctant.

And Li Xinxin, hearing her daughter’s words.

Had a helpless look on her face.

"Daughter, you are going to be the death of your mother."

"If that little bastard really stayed, your mother definitely wouldn't be able to go to work tomorrow."

"It's right that he left."

She didn't want to eat three more bowls of noodles.

As for Chen Daojun, after leaving Liu Ruiqiu’s house.

He didn't go straight back to his parents' house.

Instead, he took a detour to the address of the studio apartment Che Eunsang had provided him.

The apartment she rented was very close to Chen Daojun’s house.

Less than 500 meters away.

Rumble!

When he drove his Lamborghini Veneno, this limited-edition supercar, into the downstairs of this studio apartment building.

It immediately attracted the attention of the residents.

You have to know that this studio apartment complex.

Was a place provided specifically for white-collar workers working at large companies; although the rent wasn't cheap, it wasn't very expensive either.

Truly rich people would definitely not live here.

So, although there were many people in the studio apartment complex who bought cars, they were just ordinary domestic cars.

A limited-edition supercar like the one Chen Daojun was driving was a unique occurrence.

Therefore, it was normal for it to attract a large crowd of onlookers.

They were all surprised.

Why would such a super rich second-generation heir drive a car here? Did he live here, or was he here to pick someone up?

Soon.

They knew why.

Chen Daojun sent Che Eunsang a message and a picture from inside the car; the scene captured in the photo was exactly the downstairs of the apartment building.

He parked the car in a parking space downstairs.

And after Che Eunsang received this message.

She replied with great surprise.

"What? Ouba, you’re downstairs at my place?"

"Wait for me! I’m coming down right away!"

After saying that, she didn't even have time to change her clothes; she just wore her loungewear and slippers and ran downstairs in a hurry.

Soon, she saw a limited-edition luxury supercar with an incredibly cool and handsome design that looked extremely expensive parked at the entrance.

After seeing Che Eunsang’s figure.

The car window rolled down.

Chen Daojun, wearing sunglasses, stepped out of the driver’s seat with his long legs.

Seeing his tall, straight, handsome face.

The crowd of onlookers watching the excitement erupted in exclamations.

"My god, he’s so handsome!"

"Is this some top male celebrity from the entertainment industry? He’s so stylish! I’m about to faint from his handsomeness, woooo."

"Ahhhhh! He really came to pick up his girlfriend. Who is this woman? She must have saved South Korea in her past life, right? Why does she get the favor of such a handsome guy? I think she looks quite ordinary, just like an average girl, why?"

"Tsk tsk, you’re too jealous. Although this girl isn't a national beauty, she’s a pure and cute young girl. You can tell at a glance she’s the kind of simple, unpretentious, well-behaved girl. Rich second-generation heirs and wealthy people just like this kind of girl who looks innocent and has a clean background, understand?"

"Exactly, I think this girl is very pretty. If she could be my girlfriend, I would be so happy. It’s a pity, this kind of girl can only be possessed by rich second-generation heirs and chaebol successors. I just checked, this car is Lamborghini’s latest release, called the Veneno, priced at 10 billion won, which means over 10 million US dollars!"

"My god, over 10 million US dollars, 10 billion won, how much money is that? If you stacked this money up, it would probably be taller than our apartment floor, right?"

"Hiss! Then this handsome Ouba must be a chaebol heir, because even ordinary rich second-generation heirs can’t afford this price; only the direct successors of chaebol families are qualified. For a globally limited-edition luxury car like this, even if you have money, you might not be able to buy it, and you need connections, so he must be a chaebol heir!"

"That’s right, I just don’t know which chaebol family he’s from. Sigh, I’m so envious. If only I could be born into a wealthy family, it’s truly a dream out of reach."

"Actually, you don’t need to be born into a chaebol family. You just need to be a girl, and be very pretty, very simple, and have a clean background, then it’s possible to get the favor of a chaebol heir, just like this girl. So everyone, work hard. Even if you can’t marry into a wealthy family, at least raise a daughter who can marry into one. The method has already been given to you; whether you can learn it depends on yourselves!"