Chapter 4: Shen Qingyue’s Logic

Li Yan honestly stopped the car.

“Coach, I’m going over there for a bit~”

“Okay, go ahead.”

As usual, before looking at a beautiful woman, he tidied up his appearance first.

Putting on his sunhat and adjusting his sunglasses, Li Yan held a bottle of cola in one hand and his phone in the other as he headed to the adjacent field.

There was a road connecting the two fields. From a distance, Li Yan could already see Wang Zhen sitting under a parasol.

Li Yan strolled leisurely. There were many students around—mostly high school seniors from nearby schools, but also some older individuals coming to learn to drive.

There was an empty seat next to Wang Zhen, which he had occupied with a bottle of mineral water.

Wang Zhen moved the water aside, and Li Yan plopped down.

No words were exchanged; both were intently watching the young woman behind the wheel practicing driving.

Li Yan immediately spotted the beauty Wang Zhen had mentioned.

He couldn’t help it—it was quite obvious.

Not that she was flashy, but Wang Zhen and the other learners around were all subtly or not-so-subtly glancing at the student in the driver’s seat.

“How is it, Brother Yan?”

“???”

“What did you ask me to look at?”

“The beauty!”

“Do you think I can see what she looks like like this?”

Li Yan looked at Wang Zhen in disbelief, his face full of question marks.

The girl was dressed head-to-toe in gear for practicing driving. She wore a pink baseball cap and a full-face sun mask that covered her face and neck tightly.

She had oversized sunglasses on, a completely zipped-up black fitted sun-protective outfit.

How was anyone supposed to see anything?

“Don’t rush, Brother Yan! She took off the mask when she drank water just now, really beautiful! And her figure is amazing!”

Wang Zhen, noticing Li Yan’s skepticism, quickly added.

Just then, the car that was starting up came to a stop, and it was the next learner’s turn.

The so-called beauty Wang Zhen spoke of finally got out of the car and walked toward the parasol where Li Yan and Wang Zhen sat.

Li Yan adjusted his sunglasses and looked at the girl getting out of the car.

Hmm... the figure was indeed top-notch.

Her tight black sun-protective outfit revealed the curves of her upper body without concealment.

She appeared slender overall, but her perfectly curved waist and the pronounced shape of her chest held an irresistible allure.

Her lower half was clad in gray sharkskin pants. Her long, straight legs and graceful walk naturally drew the attention of those nearby.

Li Yan thought Wang Zhen might have been right.

Even if her face wasn’t good-looking, with a figure like that, well...

“Qing Yue! Have some water, it’s the chilled mineral water we just bought.”

“No, thank you.”

Li Yan exchanged a glance with Wang Zhen through their sunglasses.

A tall, slender boy holding a bottle of mineral water covered with condensation stood up and wanted to offer it to the girl named Qing Yue.

But Qing Yue waved him off and then approached Li Yan and Wang Zhen.

Wang Zhen glanced sideways as she came over—not out of shyness, but because he thought his profile looked better.

Many eyes in the area followed Qing Yue’s approach; with such a figure, she was naturally the center of attention.

Li Yan was no exception. After all, his purpose was to admire beautiful women. Even if he couldn’t see her face, her figure was impressive.

As she walked closer, Li Yan noticed her pace slowed.

It seemed... she stopped right in front of him.

Li Yan had just been distracted, checking his “wealth system” on his phone, noticing 95% progress and thinking it would finish loading in just over an hour.

When he snapped back to watching the beauty, he realized those long, straight legs clad in sharkskin pants had indeed stopped right in front of him.

“Li Yan?”

Li Yan was stunned and looked up slightly at the fully covered girl.

He didn’t recognize her.

He hadn’t heard her voice before either.

Wang Zhen’s side glance seemed stuck as he couldn’t turn his head back.

The girl’s voice was sweet, but Li Yan had no memory of her.

As Li Yan was trying to recall if he had forgotten something, the girl spoke again.

“I’m Li Mengyao’s best friend! Shen Qing Yue.”

“Oh? Oh~”

Li Yan pretended to remember... but not really.

His ex-girlfriend was very familiar to him—especially due to the striking contrast she had with high school girls, notably her 36D figure.

As for why they broke up?

Well... he just got tired of it, with no entanglements of love or heartbreak.

As for Li Mengyao’s best friend? Li Yan had no recollection whatsoever.

“Oh~ oh~ hello!” Li Yan feigned sudden realization.

Wang Zhen casually took a sip from his mineral water, but the look he gave Li Yan seemed to silently say, “You really deserve this!”

The tall, slender boy accompanying the girl glanced awkwardly at Li Yan, who was talking with Qing Yue.

‘Who the hell is this guy?!’

Shen Qing Yue remembered Li Yan well.

No choice—when her best friend Li Mengyao got dumped, she had cried her eyes out.

Since they were at the same school, Qing Yue could only comfort her best friend over the phone at night. After all, “a three-legged frog is hard to find, but men with two legs are everywhere.”

Li Mengyao just cried and said, “You don’t understand.”

Qing Yue chuckled, somewhat speechless for her best friend.

Looking at the photos on the social media of this guy named Li Yan, he wasn’t exactly a handsome man!

Later, out of boredom, Qing Yue browsed through Li Mengyao’s social media posts and found one from a month ago:

“Thank you, baby, for the bag! Love you~”

A mini Chanel flap bag, priced around thirty thousand yuan.

Qing Yue owned a high-quality replica of the same style costing about two thousand yuan and had been jealous for a long time.

After all, how could a high schooler afford such luxury?

While comforting her best friend Li Mengyao, Qing Yue carefully studied this guy named Li Yan.

Her logic was simple.

If Li Mengyao dared to post this on social media, the bag must be genuine!

She found Li Yan’s short video account easily, with about a dozen posts.

Most were scenery photos and selfies.

From a photo in one of the videos, Qing Yue deduced that Li Yan was the son of a wealthy family.

Qing Yue looked at the photo of Li Yan with some inexplicable feelings.

He wore a classic Saint Laurent denim jacket.

Underneath, a Louis Vuitton Monogram Pocket T-shirt.

Stone Island cargo pants on his lower half.

A pair of Alexander McQueen oversized white sneakers.

And carrying an LV backpack. Qing Yue researched and roughly calculated the total value.

This outfit alone was worth around fifty thousand yuan.

Suddenly, this guy named Li Yan seemed rather handsome.

Yes... he had a refined and gentle temperament, and his smile was quite charming.

Especially the Hasselblad X2D 100C medium-format mirrorless camera in his hand—Qing Yue spent some time looking up its price.

Fifty-four thousand nine hundred yuan. She didn’t understand lenses and such.

But that didn’t stop her from quietly following Li Yan’s video account...