Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 233 Taking Chen Chulin Shopping

As soon as the lights went out, the dormitory was plunged into darkness, but no one was sleepy. Instead, everyone was wide awake and started talking about girls' gossip.

After the dormitory lights were turned off, everyone lay in bed, still not wanting to sleep, and excitedly started gossiping about girls.

For example, Su Luming in the class is recognized as the most beautiful girl in the department, comparable to Pei Yi'an from the School of Journalism and Communication and Tang Yanning from the School of Literature. She also mentioned that a boy confessed to her and fawned over her, but was rejected and lost face terribly.

For example, a third-year student from the School of Social Sciences was reportedly arrested and taken to the police station after going to a hotel with a man from the underworld.

There's also a girl from the School of Foreign Languages ​​who's very promiscuous and is called a "public bus" because she can hook up with anyone she wants in a few days.

Everyone spoke vividly about it, with details so rich it was as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

Ye Fan occasionally offered his opinion, but then he felt bored and picked up his phone to play.

Ye Fan wondered if all boys' dormitories were like this, where everyone would gossip about women after lights out? After talking about women, they would start talking about history and politics, and finally about how to conquer a woman's private life and blow up the dog toilet.

......

There were no classes the next day.

Ye Fan woke up at ten o'clock, and the sound of running water was heard in the bathroom.

He picked up his phone, tapped the screen, and sent Chen Chulin a message: "I'll be at your school gate in a bit. Get up and get ready to wait for me."

The message was sent successfully, and the screen went dark.

Ye Fan was putting on his shoes when Old Li, who was in the opposite bed, poked his head out with a head of messy hair that looked like a bird's nest, still sleepy-eyed: "Old Ye, you don't have class today? Why are you up so early?"

As Ye Fan put on his shoes, he said, "I have something to take care of and need to go out for a bit."

"Oh—" Li Yifeng drawled, trying to focus his gaze, "By the way! I spotted a promising stock yesterday, it feels like it's about to take off! I'll jump in as soon as the market opens, do you want to take a look?"

He took out his phone, the dim light from the screen reflecting the dark circles under his eyes from staying up all night.

Ye Fan straightened up, patted his trouser leg, and said in a calm tone, "You can handle everything. Aren't you determined to become the 'Warren Buffett of Nanjing'? I trust your judgment."

"Alright! There shouldn't be any problems. I feel this stock has a lot of potential." Li Yifeng muttered, then pulled his messy hair back into the bed curtains.

Ye Fan opened the door, not forgetting to say before leaving, "Good luck, Dad, I'm going out now."

The door clicked shut.

Li Yifeng, who had just begun to drift off to sleep, was suddenly jolted awake by the word "Dad," and growled at the closed door in a low voice, "Damn it! You son of a bitch Ye!"

He fumed for a moment before collapsing back down.

Ye Fan walked briskly downstairs.

The campus air was slightly cool in the early morning, carrying the fresh scent of grass and trees.

When he reached the parking area downstairs from the dormitory building, he started the car and drove along the tree-lined path. Instead of heading directly out of the school gate, he turned into the quiet bamboo grove courtyard deep inside the campus.

When we arrived at the bamboo grove courtyard, we parked the Audi in the yard and then drove the McLaren P1 out of the school.

Chen Chulin sped off towards Jinling Academy of Arts; she was currently a senior student.

The entrance to Jinling Academy of Arts.

When they were still a hundred meters away from the school gate, Ye Fan's sharp eyes had already caught sight of that familiar figure under the shade of the trees.

Chen Chulin was looking down at her phone, a gentle breeze ruffling the hem of her skirt, and sunlight filtering through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on her.

Today she wore a fresh and sweet floral dress with puff sleeves, a fitted waist, and a skirt that flowed lightly to her calves. She paired it with simple white leather shoes, and she looked like a girl who had stepped out of a pastoral oil painting, exuding youthful energy.

Her fair cheeks had a healthy rosy glow, and she looked great, clearly having had a good rest.

Ye Fan rolled down the car window, smiled, and said, "Get in! How did you sleep last night?"

When Chen Chulin saw it was him, her eyes instantly lit up and curved into beautiful crescent moons.

She skillfully sat in the low passenger seat, the seatbelt clicking as it fastened: "Mmm! It's great, I slept soundly until dawn."

"Then let's go to Deji Plaza." Ye Fan smoothly merged into the traffic.

"Why are you going to Deji Plaza?" Chen Chulin didn't know why Ye Fan suddenly wanted to go to the mall.

Ye Fan glanced at her sideways and smiled slightly: "Of course we're going to eat, and then I'll buy you something as a reward for your hard work yesterday!"

He deliberately emphasized the words "hard work".

Chen Chulin's face flushed bright red instantly, like a ripe apple.

She naturally understood what he meant, and her heart began to race. She lowered her head and whispered, "Mmm... I understand."

After the initial shyness, a huge surge of surprise and joy welled up inside her. It's in a woman's nature to love shopping; what girl could resist such temptation?

Thinking about the shopping trip that was about to begin, she couldn't help but secretly curl the corners of her mouth, her fingers unconsciously tracing names lightly on the smooth seat.

Ye Fan stepped on the gas and drove the McLaren toward Deji Plaza.

The eighth floor of Deji Phase II has been transformed into a traditional Chinese-style dining area called "The Story of Jinling".

They chose a restaurant that replicated the majestic Zhonghua Gate Tower, with vermilion pillars, blue bricks and gray tiles, antique palace lanterns, and even the waiters' uniforms exuding the charm of the Ming Dynasty.

The air was filled with the aroma of food and a faint scent of sandalwood.

Chen Chulin was captivated by the immersive environment as soon as she entered, her eyes sparkling.

Holding her phone, she kept taking pictures of the carved beams and painted rafters, the exquisite antique tableware, and even a beautifully plated squirrel-shaped mandarin fish. She was as excited as a child, and even forgot to touch her chopsticks.

Ye Fan was both amused and exasperated.

After savoring the exquisite flavors of Nanjing, the two strolled to the art and culture experience area on the same floor.

The Deji Art Museum is currently hosting an immersive exhibition called "Jinling Map Digital Art Exhibition".

A giant panoramic screen projects a dynamic scroll of ancient Nanjing, with lifelike landscapes and figures, creating an illusion of traveling through time as the light and shadow shift.

The ground-sensing device creates ripples underfoot with every step the audience takes, startling virtual schools of fish or scattering golden grains of sand.

Chen Chulin was deeply attracted by this spectacle of perfect fusion of technology and art, and she lingered inside with Ye Fan, reluctant to leave.

I watched for over an hour before finally leaving, still wanting more.

Next, it's shopping time.

From the luxurious boutiques on the second floor to the dazzling jewelry and watch section on the first floor, Ye Fan led Chen Chulin through each shop.

He was generous, simply saying gently, "Try whatever you want, and buy it if you like it."

He bought Chen Chulin a lot of clothes, bags and shoes.

When they arrived at the watch and jewelry section, faced with a dazzling array of choices, Ye Fan let her choose the brand herself.