"Where? Where?"
Hearing the words of Xiaoli, the class beauty he'd just started dating, the BMW guy quickly looked over.
Sure enough, following his girlfriend Xiaoli's gaze, he saw Bai Menghan next to a trash can not far away. She was helping a guy infinitely more handsome than him hold a garbage bag.
Just the day before yesterday, he had borrowed six BMWs from his friends to propose to Bai Menghan, the campus belle of Yan University, right under the campus academic building. But she hadn't even shown her face, and the crowd of onlookers had erupted in gossip.
Just as the BMW guy was feeling utterly humiliated, Xiaoli had rushed out from the crowd. She'd declared that if the campus belle wouldn't have him, she would. To save face, and considering Xiaoli was quite attractive herself, the BMW guy had simply given the flowers to her instead.
Now, seeing Bai Menghan with a trash picker, the BMW guy felt worse than if he'd swallowed a fly.
'Great. I chase after you in a BMW and you turn me down, but now you're with a trash picker!'
'To think she rejected me just to be with this trash picker!'
'If she'd gotten with some rich second-generation heir wealthier than me, I wouldn't have said a thing.'
'But he's a trash picker! What's so good about a trash picker? Besides being a pretty boy, what else does he have?'
Suddenly, a surge of anger rose in the BMW guy's heart. 'When I think about it, isn't this a slap in my own face? It's like she's saying I'm not even as good as a trash picker!'
Seeing the disgusted look on her new boyfriend's face, Xiaoli giggled coquettishly and hugged his arm.
She ground against him while saying disdainfully,
"Tsk, tsk. To think the great campus belle Bai Menghan would find a trash picker. Some campus belle. More like a campus joke. Honey, should we go over and take a look?"
Of course, Xiaoli didn't just want to go over and humiliate Bai Menghan, the woman who'd almost stolen her man. The main reason was that she'd just noticed the "trash picker" was actually incredibly handsome. Being a bit of a perv on the inside, Xiaoli's heart began to race with excitement.
The BMW guy glanced at the two figures still rummaging through the trash can and spat viciously. He then gave Xiaoli's chest a hard squeeze and said irritably,
"What's there to see? He's just a trash picker! Let's go. Didn't you want the best room? I booked the presidential suite for 2,888 a night. Happy now?"
With that, the BMW guy prepared to pull Xiaoli into the hotel.
But he'd only taken two steps. After passing a minivan, a car that suddenly appeared before him made him stop in his tracks. An indescribable look of adoration filled his eyes. "Damn, it's a Lamborghini Sesto Elemento! I can't believe I'm seeing such an awesome car in Qinhuang Island! Tsk, tsk, this is my fucking favorite car! It's beyond cool!"
Its silver-white body and sharp, masculine lines were undeniably attractive to every man. Of course, women were just as captivated.
Just like now. Xiaoli unconsciously let go of the BMW guy's arm. She couldn't help but reach out a hand as she moved toward the supercar, muttering, "Oh my god, this car is gorgeous! Wow, wow, wow, it would be amazing to sit in it! No, no, I have to take a picture to show off!"
"Stop! Miss! Please don't come any closer!"
However, before Xiaoli could get any closer, a loud shout rang out. WHOOSH! A figure shot out from behind the beautiful sports car, blocking their path.
This sudden development startled them both. Xiaoli was so frightened that the Apple X the BMW guy had just given her went CLATTER and fell to the ground.
The phone fell to the ground, and Xiaoli's heart ached as she scrambled to pick it up. But when she did, she found a tiny crack on the bottom of the screen of the phone she'd owned for less than two hours. It felt like her heart was bleeding.
Picking up the phone, she sorrowfully wiped the dust off it and looked up. When she saw that the person who had startled her was just a young security guard in a uniform, she instantly flew into a rage:
"Fuck your mother, what the hell are you screaming for?! My brand-new phone! You little security guard, do you even know what brand this is?! An Apple X! An Apple X! It's broken now! Can you afford to replace it? Can you?!"
If the owner of the sports car had been the one to jump out, Xiaoli might not have been so furious. But seeing it was just a young security guard, she completely lost it.
It wasn't just Xiaoli; even the BMW guy beside her frowned.
'This little security guard has some nerve. I might not be able to afford this supercar, but I'm a man who drives a BMW, for god's sake. How can I stand being yelled at by a mere security guard?'
But seeing as his new girl was already cursing up a storm, the BMW guy just snorted coldly, crossed his arms, and watched from the side.
Xiaoli's tirade snapped the young security guard back to his senses. His heart sank, especially when he saw the phone in her hand. 'If she really makes me pay for that, two months of my salary won't be enough!'
But the young guard felt terribly wronged. 'I was just trying to stop her,' he thought. 'She's the one who wasn't holding her phone properly. This can't be my fault!'
Seeing the young guard lower his head, Xiaoli's verbal assault grew even more ferocious. "You broke-ass security guard, what's wrong with me wanting to look at the car? Huh?! What's wrong with it? What the hell does me looking at the car have to do with you?! Come on, you tell me! What the hell does it have to do with you!"
As she spoke, Xiaoli actually stepped forward and shoved the young guard. Caught off guard, he stumbled backward, heading straight for the supercar behind him.
The young guard's heart dropped. 'This is bad,' he thought. 'I absolutely cannot hit that supercar. I couldn't afford to pay for it even if I sold myself!'
With that thought, the young guard gritted his teeth, kicked off the ground, and threw himself sideways onto the concrete.
THUD. The young guard slammed onto the hard concrete, scraping the skin on his face. Seeing that he hadn't hit the supercar, his heart, which had been in his throat, finally settled. He endured the pain, looked at the fierce-looking woman, and said plaintively,
"No, I... I just wanted to tell you, this car is too expensive. If you scratch it, you won't be able to afford it..."
Although the young guard's appearance had been sudden, he really had been trying to do what was best for them. After getting a one-hundred-yuan tip from the car's rich owner yesterday, he'd taken a picture and looked it up online. It was a limited edition Sesto Elemento, with a factory price of over twenty million RMB.
[To be continued...]