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Chapter 32: Don't Treat Me Like a Person, Treat Me Like Air

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Wang Chuan paused for a few seconds after hearing those words, unsure if they were true; in his past life, at this age, he would have immediately replied with thanks and insisted there was no need.

After waiting a while, since the principal was said to be half mine, damn it, where is the contract? Where is the profit-sharing agreement?

Lin Weiwei, why don't you bring it out? Verbal promises mean nothing.

Just talking big, huh?

Just now, Lin Weiwei said she would give herself to him, then used food to block Wang Chuan's mouth; this showed her tactics: give you a little sweetness, then ensure you have no chance to enjoy it.

This was not the first time she had said such things.

That time, after being beaten and hospitalized, she joked with Li Wei and Wang Chuan simultaneously: "You two young men saved me; I originally intended to give myself to you. However, before that, you must draw swords and decide the winner."

"This big sister does not want to serve two husbands."

He was a Reborn Person, a cunning old man in the eyes of those born in the 2000s and 2010s.

So Wang Chuan prepared to add his praise, wearing a smile of utmost sincerity: "Sister Wei, you are now fair-skinned and beautiful, with your career soaring; whoever marries you can simply lie flat."

Lin Weiwei was very pleased after hearing this; Wang Chuan's wording was not exaggerated, as fair skin and beauty were indeed one of the characteristics of beauties in the Jiangnan region.

Her slender fingers tapped lightly on the table a few times. "Little brother," she deliberately dragged out the tone on the word "little."

Leaning her body slightly forward, the V-neckline outlined a more alluring curve with the movement, her eyes filled with playful smiles: "It seems money still holds the most power; just now, you did not praise big sister, did you?"

Wang Chuan thought, "Fine, you want to engage in a battle of words, do you? Who is afraid of whom," then took the stethoscope from the nearby chair and hung it around his neck.

He spoke with utmost seriousness: "Sister, little brother, do not speak recklessly; without seeing, one cannot draw conclusions. Moreover, we doctors, even after seeing with our own eyes, must touch with our own hands before issuing Medical Advice."

Upon hearing this, Lin Weiwei immediately burst into a melodious laugh, a sound carrying ten thousand charms.

She raised her hand to cover her red lips, laughing until her upper body trembled slightly, her shoulder lines rising and falling beautifully.

The corners of her mouth curved into an extremely seductive shape, and her mature female voice rang out: "Want to touch? That proposal sounds quite nice..."

Her gaze slowly slid from Wang Chuan's face to his chest, then slowly returned to his eyes, filled with blatant provocation and scrutiny.

"Why wait for a good day when today is already here? What do you think? Big sister is staying at the Mingzhou Crown Plaza next door and hasn't checked out yet."

This enchanting voice struck Wang Chuan's eardrums; he knew he had to stand up, his body had to stand up.

"Sister, let's do the Physical Examination next time. I'll go drive the car; you check out."

Sitting in the driver's seat, Wang Chuan let out a long sigh. "If it were my past self, full of youthful vigor, I would have been eaten alive by Lin Weiwei."

Lin Weiwei was a person with a blurred background; at twenty-one, she could open a Bar in Jiangcheng. She had never said what her family did or where she got so much money.

He had seen her father at the securities trading hall; he did not look like a business owner, nor like a retired official.

Before figuring it out, Wang Chuan would not act rashly; what if she was a girl who liked to read "Wanli Fifteen"?

Giving her stock advice was to cultivate a good relationship; one could not wait until needing connections to send New Year messages and beg for favors.

Tencent and Kweichow Moutai had several historical crashes, such as the global financial crisis four years later in 2008; many people would not hold them for twenty years.

At this moment, in the Mingzhou Crown Plaza Hotel, a luxury suite.

The large showerhead sprayed flowing water, enveloping Lin Weiwei; water droplets rolled down from the hair on her head like strings of pearls, sliding all the way over delicate hills and plains before falling to the ground.

"Just now, if Wang Chuan had really gone to the room with me, what would I do?"

Thinking of this, even under the shower of cold water, Lin Weiwei felt a heat throughout her body. "I was too impulsive just now." It was still influenced by the phone call early this morning.

Suddenly, the phone rang; Lin Weiwei glanced at it and said impatiently, "Boss Song, I don't want to go! OK?"

After speaking, she hung up directly, but the phone rang again. "I already said I don't want to go," Lin Weiwei said angrily.

"Sister, it's me, Wang Chuan. I saw you hadn't come down for a long time and was afraid something happened, so I called to ask."

"Coming down in a minute."

Ten minutes later, Lin Weiwei, wearing a white T-shirt and a black pleated mini-skirt, revealing her slender thighs, stood before Wang Chuan.

"How is it? Do I look like a college student who has just entered society?"

Wang Chuan withdrew his admiring gaze, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly as he replied: "In appearance, you are as pure as a freshman just entering school—white T-shirt, short skirt, long legs, a typical Medical School beauty."

"However, sister's aura gives you away the moment you speak. What college student has such temperament? You are several streets ahead of them."

Wang Chuan was not lying; if Jiang Jinrou, Pei Nanli, Lu Na, and Wang Jia stood together with Lin Weiwei, one truly could not distinguish which one was not a student.

But after speaking a few more sentences and observing her style of doing things, one could quickly identify Lin Weiwei.

Lin Weiwei was in a good mood and said: "Wang Chuan, little brother, can you accompany Senior Sister to go shopping?"

"Sister, where do you want to go shopping?"

"I remember Mingzhou City has Mingzhou University; the campus is very large. Let's go to Mingzhou University."

Lin Weiwei locked the Porsche, and the two of them got into a taxi.

Just after hailing a taxi and waiting a while, the two were drenched in sweat from the summer sun.

The cool air from the car's air conditioning spread the fragrance left by the body wash on Lin Weiwei's body after her shower; Wang Chuan smelled the fresh scent.

When queuing to hail the taxi just now, someone behind tried to cut in line, so Wang Chuan immediately grabbed Lin Weiwei and jumped into the taxi.

Now realizing his hand was holding Lin Weiwei's hand, he quickly let go.

With a slap, Lin Weiwei pulled Wang Chuan's hand over and placed it on her knee.

Wang Chuan looked at Lin Weiwei in surprise. No, sister, do you play like this?

Lin Weiwei pouted and said: "The air conditioning makes my knees hurt; you block it for me. Is that a problem?"

After speaking, Lin Weiwei lowered her head; she also knew what kind of excuse this was.

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and sighed: Love's sour stench.

A cool sensation came from Wang Chuan's palm; now he knew that dressed as a female college student, Lin Weiwei wanted him to play the role of a boyfriend for half a day.

Fortunately, he had Rebirth, not his past life.

Wait, even in his past life, he had no experience of dating in college; all his dating experiences were after graduation.

During college, he only had the experience of being a Lick Dog to Pei Nanli.

Yes, like most male college students, he had accumulated rich experience as a Lick Dog, but this should be different from real dating experience in college.

Glancing over, Lin Weiwei pressed her red lips, the curve of her mouth brimming with smiles, and tilted her head back to gaze out the car window at the clear, cloudless Sky.

Suddenly, the taxi driver ahead spoke up, "Don't treat me like a person, treat me like Air! College student romance is normal."

"If you were high schoolers, I would stop you."

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