socalfunplaces Chapter 579 My understanding of the school beauty has been shattered.
Chapter 579 My understanding of the school beauty has been shattered.
That night, Ye Fan not only "kidnapped" the top campus belle of Jinling Normal University in public with an almost "lower-dimensional attack" attitude, but also...
at the same time.
Under this youthful campus night sky.
He also successfully garnered the most "sincere," "detailed," and "heartfelt" "greetings" and "blessings" from tens of thousands of single male students across the school, as well as from his ancestors who could possibly have gone back countless generations.
The wails, heart-wrenching complaints, and sarcastic remarks that erupted instantly in dormitories, on the playground, and on social media formed another layer of noise undertones for this night.
For the two people inside the car, the city lights were just beginning to come alive as the Pagani sped away into the night that belonged to them.
......
Inside the car, on a short straight stretch of road after leaving the campus, Ye Fan casually floored the accelerator.
In an instant, the feeling of extreme acceleration, as if being kicked from behind by an ancient ferocious beast, came over me!
Jiang Wanyi felt as if she was being pressed into the soft leather seat by an irresistible force. The seatbelt tightened instantly, constricting her heaving chest.
The intense push-back sensation made the blood seem to rush to the back of my head, and my heart jumped into my throat.
She gripped the seatbelt and door handle tightly with her small hands, her knuckles turning white, and she subconsciously held her breath, still shaken.
But strangely, a few seconds later, the expected shock did not turn into anger.
On the contrary, a mixture of stimulation, excitement, and even a bit of dizziness quickly took over her as her adrenaline surged.
Instead of fear, her face flushed with a rosy hue from extreme excitement, and her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.
In her entire life, the fastest vehicle she had ever ridden was probably the high-speed rail, and this was the first time she had personally experienced this mechanical, violent aesthetic that felt as if her soul was being flung out of her body, yet was also firmly under her control.
This feels...so cool, so unreal!
As the car gradually stabilized and merged into the city traffic after Ye Fan eased off the accelerator, Jiang Wanyi finally breathed a long sigh of relief and patted her still heaving chest.
She turned her head, her large eyes sparkling in the dim car light as she looked at Ye Fan, filled with curiosity and inquiry, and tentatively asked in a soft voice:
"Brother Ye, this car... is it yours too? I've never seen you drive it before."
Ye Fan casually rested one hand on the uniquely shaped steering wheel, while adjusting the air conditioning vents with the other, his posture relaxed: "Yeah, I bought it at the auto show a while ago."
"It's so cool..."
Jiang Wanyi couldn't help but exclaim, like a child who had received a new toy, and began to curiously examine everything inside the car.
Her fingertips traced the cool, technologically advanced texture of the exposed carbon fiber, gazing at the intricate combination of mechanical hands and an LCD screen reminiscent of an aircraft dial, and she said sincerely:
"Sitting in here feels like being in the cockpit of a fighter jet; the humming sound alone makes my heart race. This car must be incredibly expensive!"
She asked cautiously, but her eyes were full of anticipation, as if she wanted to hear how amazing it was.
Ye Fan glanced at her briefly, his gaze lingering on her excited little face for a moment before he casually uttered a few words: "Not bad, about 60 million after landing."
"Sixty million? That's quite expensive... Hmm? Wait a minute!"
Jiang Wanyi was absentmindedly responding, her fingers unconsciously stroking a delicate metal button on the center console.
Suddenly, the string in her brain responsible for processing numbers seemed to be plucked, and the delayed shock exploded out!
She jerked her head around, her eyes wide with shock, her mouth slightly agape, her voice rising, distorted, and even cracking slightly from extreme astonishment:
"You...you said how much?! Six...sixty million? RMB? Not six million?"
Her attention was mostly on the car, and her ears automatically filtered that astronomical figure into a more "reasonable" price for a top-tier supercar in her mind—a few million.
After all, the Porsche 911s and Maseratis driven by the popular figures at school are only around this price, and the Lamborghini Aventadors seen on TV are rumored to cost at most seven or eight million.
Sixty million?
This was completely beyond her imagination!
"Yes, sixty million." Ye Fan's tone remained calm, even carrying a hint of boredom as if confirming a fact, as he nodded.
Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Jiang Wanyi felt as if she had been struck by an invisible lightning bolt, completely frozen in the passenger seat, her mind blank.
Sixty million...
The meaning behind this cold, hard number goes beyond what can be described as "luxury" or "wealth".
It completely shattered and redefined the upper limit of her understanding of "wealth" and "consumption"!
In her daily life, saving up to buy a bag that costs several thousand yuan requires her to work part-time for half a year with careful budgeting.
A set of top-tier skincare products costs several thousand yuan, so it should be used with utmost care.
Occasionally going to a high-end restaurant where the average cost per person is several hundred yuan can make her happy and leave her with fond memories for days.
This is already the "top" life she has ever experienced and longed for.
But what about the man beside her?
He usually picks her up in a custom-made Maybach worth millions, which requires a private driver; he is calm and low-key.
Today, the car he "casually" drove to pick her up was a Pagani worth 60 million yuan, equivalent to having several school buildings on its wheels!
Jiang Wanyi felt her mouth was dry and subconsciously licked her dry lips. Her mind was buzzing as she tried to process the information, but she found that her imagination was simply not enough.
The way she looked at Ye Fan's profile was no longer just about dependence and affection; it was now tinged with an even deeper, more indescribable shock and awe.
If she knew that, in Ye Fan's little-known garage, there were two other "monsters" of the Pagani caliber, but equally priceless, parked quietly, there would be other cars of different brands.
This campus belle from the National Taiwan Normal University, who has seen it all, will probably have serious doubts about life tonight, and might even start to ponder the mysteries of the universe.
The deafening roar of the engine was deliberately toned down by Ye Fan as they entered the quiet, upscale residential area, turning into a deep, muffled sound.
The dark gray Pagani, like a ghost gliding through the night, executed a smooth and precise drift, steadily sliding into the brightly lit gate of "No. 2 Qingdao Road".
Inside the guard booth at the entrance, Zhang, a middle-aged security guard on night shift, was dozing off while watching a short video on his phone, holding a thermos cup.
The residents of this neighborhood are all wealthy and powerful, and he's seen luxury cars all the time; he's long been used to it.
But the sound, which came from afar and was completely different, still made him startle and raise his head.