Chapter 64

When the car drove to "Jinjiang District," she saw the "LaLumière" light sign outside the commercial building glowing with a faint, warm yellow, appearing quite romantic.

When the taxi arrived at the entrance of LaLumière, she got out and paused for half a second outside the glass door to tidy her hair, happening to see her own reflection on the glass.

The lines of her hips and legs wrapped in denim shorts were exceptionally firm, and the subtle gap left between her thighs and knees made her look even more slender.

The white T-shirt brushed against her waist, creating a visual impact against the blue of the denim, allowing her snow-white skin to extend from her legs to her forearms—it was the most vibrant kind of youthful beauty.

When she walked in, she naturally straightened her back, her steps crisp and decisive.

The greeter, seeing this slender, fair-skinned girl, took the initiative to lead the way.

Walking to the window seat where Li Yan was, she looked at Li Yan, who was holding a menu and reading, a hint of subtle scrutiny appearing in the depths of her eyes.

'LV T-shirt and shoes, are those Chanel pants?'

'Is that a Patek Philippe Nautilus?'

Wang Lin hung her bag on the back of the chair and sat down gently.

The restaurant light happened to hit the area around her legs, making her already fair and tender long legs look almost radiant; the shape of her legs under the denim shorts showed not a trace of fat, yet had a firm, rounded curve.

She smiled slightly and said, "Sorry, I'm not late, am I?"

Li Yan put down the menu in his hand and looked at Wang Lin, who had walked over and sat opposite him.

This was their first meeting, and Wang Lin's scrutiny of Li Yan had already been completed the moment she entered the door.

Li Yan, meanwhile, was only now carefully observing the young girl before him.

After all, a girl's photos can be quite deceptive; without having met in person, even Li Yan was never one to jump to conclusions.

Li Yan's first impression of Wang Lin was that her legs were long.

Now, his second impression was still that her legs were long.

And this wasn't just simple leg length; she also had fair skin and a tall figure.

Paired with her 18-year-old age, a burst of youthful energy instantly flooded Li Yan's vision.

Before, after adding Wang Lin on WeChat, Li Yan hadn't really replied much to her enthusiastic and proactive messages.

It was mainly because he had just arrived in Shudu and had a lot to deal with, plus the car and house matters, so Li Yan hadn't bothered to provoke Wang Lin for the time being.

Li Yan also knew deep down that he didn't have the looks of a handsome man like Daniel Wu, so what could attract girls was nothing more than that Ferrari purchase contract in his Moments.

Of course, Li Yan never felt there was anything wrong with that.

Everyone was a Sichuan University freshman, and since Wang Lin was also an administrator of Li Yan's freshman group, the two naturally had many common topics to talk about.

Plus, with a clear mutual interest, it was even easier to get along harmoniously.

In fact, many people have a psychological misconception.

That is, the prettier a girl is, the more she will play hard to get, and the more she will use her appearance as capital to pick and choose.

Li Yan can only say that's true, but not entirely.

As for a girl's thoughts, it's hard to summarize them in one sentence.

Including Wang Lin, who was right in front of him.

"Take a look and see what you want to eat."

Li Yan spoke up.

He handed the menu in his hand over to her.

The menu consisted of appetizers, main courses, and desserts, with each dish ranging from two or three hundred to over a thousand.

He casually ordered a salad, a bowl of thick soup, a tomahawk steak, and dessert; of course, Li Yan was basically the one doing the ordering.

For students, the prices here were still a bit on the high side.

They sat by the window, the warm yellow pendant light casting a soft glow on the dining table, with knives, forks, and wine glasses neatly arranged on the white tablecloth.

Wang Lin was slightly reserved, sitting opposite Li Yan, leaning back gently, her long legs under the denim shorts crossed together.

Compared to her proactiveness on WeChat, once she arrived on the scene, Wang Lin seemed like a different person.

And Li Yan just chatted with Wang Lin casually, mostly talking about some local things or preparations for the start of school.

"I saw you bought a car? Did you just buy it after arriving in Shudu~"

Wang Lin rested her snow-white, slender arms on the table, her hands crossed under her chin, looking at the young man opposite her, always feeling a unique temperament emerging.

Perhaps it was that outfit worth tens of thousands, or perhaps it was the Patek Philippe Nautilus on the young man's wrist that shimmered under the light.

Or even more, the Ferrari purchase contract she had seen in his Moments before.

All of this created a certain preconceived impression in Wang Lin's heart.

Li Yan leaned back in his chair, looking at Wang Lin opposite him, and nodded noncommittally when he heard this.

"Yeah, I just bought it a while ago after coming to Shudu; after all, it's more convenient to have a car."

Wang Lin's eyes brightened for a moment; these days, everyone is showing off, and it's really hard to tell who is who.

After all, some people rent sports cars to pick up girls, and there are girls who get fooled.

This made Wang Lin have to be careful; what if the other party was like that too?

What if the purchase contract was found online?

Although Wang Lin had a good figure, was pretty, and had many pursuers.

But compared to what is said on the internet, where every beautiful woman is dating a rich second-generation kid driving a sports car, it was still quite unlikely.

The most important thing is to look at one's own social circle; if there are no such rich second-generation kids around, then there's nothing to talk about.

Of course, trying to force one's way into that circle is another matter.

Wang Lin didn't consider herself that kind of girl and was quite disdainful of such people.

After all, things that are forced won't be cherished, and Wang Lin naturally understood this principle.

The reason she was proactive toward Li Yan was that this was also the first time Wang Lin had met a real rich second-generation kid driving a sports car in reality.

The internet is the internet, novels are novels, and reality is reality.

Although Shudu is a big metropolis with many rich people, young people driving sports cars are also everywhere on social media.

But once placed in reality, spread across a Shudu of tens of millions of people, they are pitifully few.

"When you pick up the car, remember to take me for a ride~"

Wang Lin's snow-white long legs crossed under the table swayed as she looked at the young man opposite her, smiling like a flower.

If Wang Lin's high school pursuers saw this scene, they would probably doubt their lives.

Is this still the Wang Lin with the cold, long-legged persona they had in mind?

Is this still the Wang Lin who threw 99 roses at a pursuer's head?

Is this still the Wang Lin who slapped a girl in her dorm until she cried because of rumors?

Is this still the Wang Lin who dared to publicly diss rumor-mongers in the student group?

The filter might be about to shatter into pieces.

But Li Yan just smiled as he watched Wang Lin, who was resting her chin on her slender, snow-white hand, and nodded slightly.

"It would be my honor."