She was an incomparably beautiful young girl.
With a flawless face, ink-black hair as soft as water, an elegant light blue dress that exuded purity, and a exquisite,graceful figure.
In the morning sunlight, she was like an orchid blooming in an empty valley, naturally radiating a cold, otherworldly charm that seemed untouched by mortal trivialities.
She had the full aura of a goddess, leaving all the men around her staring dumbfounded.
Even a gold-digging bitch like Xu Bingbing was stunned by her beauty. Beyond envy, jealousy, and hatred, she even felt inferior, wanting to hide in a corner, dare not to compete with such a goddess for attention.
The most exaggerated reaction came from Shi Mingwei. His face flushed, his eyes glazed over, and with an expression of extreme fanaticism, he looked ready to rush over and kneel at her feet.
Xu Bingbing, consumed by jealousy, pinched Shi Mingwei hard, but he was like someone petrified by Medusa's gaze, completely unresponsive.
"Miss Lan, allow me to introduce my son, Shi Mingwei. He's your schoolmate—look how handsome and talented he is, with excellent grades too..."
Shi Dafeng, who had just been scowling, now wore a flattering smile as he shamelessly introduced his son.
Clearly, if this Miss Lan took a fancy to Shi Mingwei, it would be a stroke of incredible luck for the Shi family, as rare as smoke rising from their ancestral graves!
"Hello, Miss Lan!" Shi Mingwei grinned, nodding frantically like a lapdog, stretching out his hand eager to shake the goddess's delicate hand.
However.
Miss Lan didn't even glance at him. She walked straight toward Li Pingfan and smiled: "I didn't expect to run into you here, Master Chen."
"Classmate Mengchen, we really are fated," Li Pingfan scratched the tip of his nose, his gaze lingering on the girl.
She didn't just have perfect looks—she also had a devilish figure.
With a proud bust, a slender waist, and rounded hips, her stunning S-curve was on full display. The fair, smooth calves peeking out from under her skirt were like jade carvings, incredibly alluring.
Yes, she was none other than Lan Mengchen—the top of Ivy University's four campus beauties, the perfect dream girl of countless men!
"What are you looking at?" Lan Mengchen frowned slightly.
"Do I need to say? Obviously, the most beautiful girl around," Li Pingfan said with a chuckle.
"You scoundrel, stop being so smooth-tongued!" Lan Mengchen gave him a playful glare, her pouting expression exuding a unique charm.
Li Pingfan's heart skipped a beat. "I'm telling the truth! I can swear on it if you don't believe me!"
"Who needs your swear? I'll raise it to five swears!" Lan Mengchen smiled, her beauty dazzling everyone around.
This scene hit the onlookers like a bombshell, causing a huge impact.
Shi Dafeng and Shi Mingwei looked like they'd just eaten dog shit.
They could tolerate Lan Mengchen ignoring them—after all, she was Ivy City's top princess, and the Shi family was neither worthy nor brave enough to offend her.
But for Lan Mengchen to ignore them one moment and chat with Li Pingfan the next? It was like a slap in the face!
The father and son, worth 300 million, were actually less important than a country bumpkin?
Was there any justice in this world?
Xu Bingbing was even more shocked.
Just yesterday, she'd been bragging to her gold-digging friends about dumping the peasant Li Pingfan for the rich second-generation Shi Mingwei.
But now, watching Li Pingfan chatting and laughing cheerfully with the celestial Lan Mengchen, Xu Bingbing suddenly felt a sharp realization—it wasn't she who dumped Li Pingfan, but Li Pingfan who dumped her!
At the thought, her cheeks burned, as if invisible slaps were raining down on her face!
Li Pingfan watched all this, and one word came to mind—爽 (awesome)!
"By the way, why are you here today?" Lan Mengchen asked curiously.
Li Pingfan didn't hide anything, replying honestly: "I want to sell some gold."
"In that case, you came to Dafeng Jewelry at the right time—their gold prices are always quite high. Mr. Shi, could you help my friend take a look?" Lan Mengchen said.
Unaware of the conflict between Li Pingfan and Shi Mingwei, she spoke casually.
Naturally, Shi Dafeng beamed and nodded repeatedly: "It's my pleasure, Miss Lan. I'd be happy to help."
Li Pingfan felt a twinge of discomfort but didn't want to ruin Lan Mengchen's goodwill. He took a small gold ingot from his backpack and handed it to Shi Dafeng.
"This is a 2-liang gold ingot, which is 100 grams. The gold price is 300 yuan per gram, so this one is worth 30,000 yuan. If you have no objections, I can pay you in cash right now," Shi Dafeng said crisply, hoping to leave a good impression on Lan Mengchen.
Li Pingfan nearly jumped for joy when he heard this. He had ten small ingots in total—that would be 300,000 yuan!
His hometown's house and fields combined weren't even worth 100,000 yuan.
To Li Pingfan, 300,000 yuan was an absolute fortune!
"Wait!"
But just then, Shi Mingwei spoke up to stop him: "Dad! You can't accept this gold! That guy is so poor he can barely afford food—this gold must be stolen goods!"
At these words, Shi Dafeng immediately changed his tune: "In that case, I can't accept it. Dafeng caters specifically to upper-class clients, who value their reputation and face above all. If we get involved with stolen goods, my business will be ruined!"
Li Pingfan just sneered: "Ivy City isn't limited to your jewelry store. I'll sell it elsewhere."
"Hmph! Go ahead. With just one phone call from my dad, no jewelry store in Ivy City will accept your gold!" Shi Mingwei sneered arrogantly.
Xu Bingbing, that gold-digging bitch, chimed in: "Brother Mingwei, you're so cool! You must make that call! Starve that peasant!"
"You! You guys..." Li Pingfan panicked. As an ordinary student, he was no match for these evil capitalists.
"Li Pingfan, I'm sorry. I didn't know you had a conflict with them," Lan Mengchen, ever smart, immediately realized she'd made a mistake.
"It's okay, you meant well," Li Pingfan smiled, not taking it to heart.
Lan Mengchen's long lashes fluttered, and with dominating authority, she said: "Sell your gold directly to me. I'll take all you have."
This statement slapped Shi Dafeng, Shi Mingwei, and Xu Bingbing in the face once again.
In front of Lan Mengchen, they didn't dare to utter a peep.
If they angered Miss Lan, she could shut down Dafeng Jewelry with just one word.
"Aren't you afraid my gold is stolen?" Li Pingfan asked.
"No,"
Lan Mengchen shook her head slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with trust. "Being poor doesn't make someone a bad person. I believe your gold comes from legitimate sources."
Li Pingfan was touched, his fondness for Lan Mengchen soaring.
Lan Mengchen waved to a Rolls-Royce Phantom parked by the street, and an elderly man with white hair immediately approached.
"Miss," the old man bowed slightly, his demeanor humble yet calm. Though his frame was thin, he exuded a stability as solid as a mountain.
This was a master!
Li Pingfan's gaze sharpened instantly!