I'm Really Divorced from Your Sister

33: Ferrari in front of the financial gateChapter 33: The Ferrari in front of Cai University’s Gate

“Alright, Sis, don’t worry, I’ll definitely be back in Wan City before your birthday.”

Wu Yuexian nodded.

“That’s good, Babe, hurry back, okay? I’ve prepared a gift for you.”

Afterward, her gentle expression vanished.

“If you don’t come back, you shovel, I’ll smash your head in.”

Li Zhiyan: “…”

After hanging up the video call, Wu Yuexian looked at the Mercedes-Benz C-Class in front of her.

This was the gift she bought for Li Zhiyan. From childhood, although she and Li Zhiyan grew up fighting, she liked Li Zhiyan, this little brat who grew up with her, the most.

She even cried for a long time when Li Zhiyan got married.

And this car was a gift she bought for Li Zhiyan because she knew Li Zhiyan’s old car was very broken.

The huge sum of over 300,000 yuan was her pocket money saved since childhood, along with money earned from part-time jobs during university and summer breaks, and from working hard, overtime, and taking on private programming projects after starting work.

Finally, she bought this Mercedes-Benz C-Class, planning to give it to her Babe on her birthday.

Saving money to buy Li Zhiyan what he wanted seemed to have become a habit for Wu Yuexian.

“Yuexian, aren’t you afraid you won’t be able to get married if you buy Li Zhiyan such an expensive car? People will think you’re a doormat.”

The classmate next to her was a bit worried.

Wu Yuexian, however, shook her head.

“A doormat uses her husband’s money to spend on her younger brother. I’m spending my own money, and I don’t plan to get married anyway…”

“I think if I spend money on Xiao Yan after marriage, the man’s family definitely won’t be happy, so I’d rather not harm anyone.”

Her classmate Liu Qingya began a new round of persuasion, hoping Wu Yuexian would live for herself.

However, Wu Yuexian just listened quietly.

Thinking about it, she wasn’t from Sichuan and Chongqing, so it was hard for her to speak like a Sichuan and Chongqing girl.

She had practiced that gentle third-tone “Babe” for a long time…

…

Driving the Ferrari to the front of the school, many pedestrians took out their phones and started recording videos.

The car’s head-turning rate was far, far higher than Li Zhiyan’s million-dollar luxury car.

After Li Zhiyan got out of the car, Old Sun carried the cosmetic bag and clothes Li Zhiyan bought and walked towards the school.

From afar, Li Zhiyan heard the shouts from the sports field.

When Li Zhiyan arrived at the sports field, he quickly spotted Ji Zhiting.

Her sunscreen was indeed very thick; she looked especially pale from a distance, Li Zhiyan could tell.

This girl was truly afraid of getting tanned. She valued her fair skin, like Zhao Manman’s, very much.

So she was very diligent about sun protection.

This entire row was full of long legs, but Ji Zhiting’s leg shape was the best; her legs were the most beautiful Li Zhiyan had ever seen.

And next to her were Liu Xiaoyan and Song Zhenzhen…

Zhou Mengmeng was sick and still in the dormitory.

Seeing Li Zhiyan arrive, Ji Zhiting took advantage of the female instructor’s inattention and waved to Li Zhiyan.

The sweet smile on her face was undisguised.

Li Zhiyan also waved back in acknowledgment.

After a while, Li Zhiyan motioned that he was going to the dormitory.

Ji Zhiting secretly waved to Li Zhiyan again.

…

Upon arriving at dormitory building 11, without a doubt, the dorm supervisor stopped Li Zhiyan at the entrance.

Old Sun quickly used the power of money.

“My sister is on the first floor. I’m just here to drop off some things and will leave shortly.”

The dorm supervisor beamed with joy.

Arriving at the door of room 102, Li Zhiyan knocked on the dorm room door.

Soon, the door opened, and Zhou Mengmeng timidly poked her head out.

Today, she still had her hair in pigtails. Because of her exceptionally thick hair, Zhou Mengmeng’s pigtails fell behind her shoulders, looking very cute.

“Brother.”

Seeing Li Zhiyan, she was clearly a little surprised.

“I heard you weren’t feeling well. I came to see you. What’s wrong?”

Li Zhiyan placed the cosmetics on Song Zhenzhen and Liu Xiaoyan’s desks.

Watching Li Zhiyan give them things, Zhou Mengmeng was clearly very nervous at this moment.

“I… I’m actually fine. I just got scared by so many people, so I took sick leave.”

Li Zhiyan was a little helpless. In this day and age, it was truly incredible that such a beautiful girl could have social anxiety.

“Mengmeng, I see you never wear makeup. Try using this makeup.”

“Later, you can let Song Zhenzhen and the others teach you how to do makeup.”

“And these clothes, you dress too plainly. You’re so beautiful, it’s a waste.”

“These colorful and new style clothes actually suit you very well.”

Ji Zhiting also knew how to do makeup, but she wasn’t that proficient.

“Makeup… I can’t do it. I can’t take these things from you.”

Li Zhiyan guessed that a girl like Zhou Mengmeng, with social anxiety and a people-pleasing personality, would find it hard to accept such things from others.

“You have to take them. Just imagine me as your father. Isn’t it right for a father to give gifts to his daughter?”

Li Zhiyan felt that Zhou Mengmeng’s mental age was at most twelve or thirteen.

“Father?”

At this moment, Zhou Mengmeng almost blurted it out subconsciously. Li Zhiyan was almost exactly like the doting father she fantasized about in her heart.

She imagined Li Zhiyan as her father, and that feeling was truly warm and happy.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

Li Zhiyan stood there stunned. This girl was truly lacking in love.

She hoped for a strong person to strongly dote on her.

That’s why she had this subconscious reaction.

However, the way she called him still sounded very nice. Looking at Zhou Mengmeng’s pigtails, Li Zhiyan couldn’t help but pat her head.

“You, say it again?”

“Fa… Father…”

Zhou Mengmeng’s voice was filled with shyness.

Yet, she felt incredibly ashamed. She actually called Li Zhiyan ‘Father,’ and when he asked again, she called him again.

In her heart, she really wanted this…

But how could she be so shameless as to call him that?

Then, Zhou Mengmeng returned to her desk.

After sitting down, she buried her face in her arms on the desk, sobbing.

“You made me call you ‘Father,’ you’re bullying me…”

Five more chapters tomorrow, and five more the day after. I’ll update more these days.