Han Shiyun had been in a daze ever since she left Jinye Hotel.
Who would believe that the rumored loser, Lin Dong, was actually a hidden super big shot?
And the owner of Jinye Hotel at that.
How much was Jinye Hotel worth? Ten billion? Or twenty billion?
Yet, Jinye Hotel seemed insignificant in front of Lin Dong, so how much money did Lin Dong actually have? One hundred billion? Or two hundred billion?
What was even more ridiculous was that such a big shot was dumped by Jiang Shan!
She knew Jiang Shan; they were both members of the school's dance club. Although they weren't very close, they knew each other.
If Jiang Shan knew Lin Dong's background, she would probably regret it so much that her intestines would turn green. This was truly picking up a sesame seed and losing a large airplane.
Since Lin Dong wanted her to keep it a secret and continue to be low-key, she would keep it a secret. It was good that no one would compete with her for Lin Dong; she had already decided to rely on Lin Dong.
Live streaming was probably out of the question. As soon as she went live, she would definitely be cursed. Anything could be said in the live stream room.
In most people's minds, she was probably already Lin Dong's, but in reality, nothing happened between them except for eating.
Han Shiyun also didn't want to be insulted by others. Anyway, she already had over seven million in gift revenue, which was enough to buy a bigger house for her family.
As long as she relied on Lin Dong, would she ever have to worry about not having money to spend?
After dinner, Lin Dong drove around Jiangcheng, bought some ordinary clothes, and planned to return to school tomorrow. It was better to keep a low profile.
He returned to the International Mansion.
Zhao Xuan had already moved in and was tidying up the house.
Lin Dong didn't disturb her and went straight upstairs.
The next day.
Lin Dong woke up early.
After washing up, he went downstairs.
After going downstairs, he found that Zhao Xuan had already packed up and was ready for work.
"Sister Xuan, good morning!"
"Director Lin, why are you up so early today?"
"Sister Xuan, I'm still a student! I haven't been to class for three days, and I'm planning to go back to school today."
"Then let's go together!"
Two cars, one red and one black, left the International Mansion and arrived at Jinye Hotel.
After breakfast, Lin Dong walked to school.
He didn't drive the big Mercedes to school for two reasons: first, Jinye Hotel was very close to the school, only about a ten-minute walk.
Second, the big Mercedes wasn't prestigious enough. There were many rich second-generation students at the school, and many cars worth three to four million. He had seen two or three big Mercedes and some even better luxury cars than the Mercedes.
Lin Dong planned to wait until May Day to drive the limited-edition Bugatti back to school. He would keep a low profile for a few days; what he wanted was complete dominance.
Entering the school, there were many students coming and going. Because the Lin Dong incident had been fermenting for three days, the buzz was at its peak.
So most students were very curious when they saw Lin Dong. Female students were better; they would purse their lips and smile when they saw Lin Dong, then whisper about him after he walked away.
Male students weren't so good; they started discussing right next to Lin Dong.
"Oh! Isn't that Lin Dong?"
"It seems so!"
"I heard he vomited a lot of blood in the small forest three days ago! I thought he'd be in the hospital for ten days to half a month, but I didn't expect him to be back so soon. He's really healthy!"
"He probably didn't vomit much! The photos didn't show much blood on the ground."
"You don't know, this kind of rage can seriously harm the body, and it's possible to just kick the bucket!"
"That serious? Then Lin Dong's life is truly blessed!"
Lin Dong acted as if he hadn't heard anything and continued walking to his classroom.
He had no choice; he couldn't just go up and beat them, could he? Besides, going up alone against three others wasn't seeking death, was it?
Just bear with it for a few more days! When my limited-edition Bugatti comes back, I'll blind your dog eyes, you brats.
He entered his classroom.
More than half of the students were already seated in the classroom.
Seeing Lin Dong enter, they all looked up and examined him with curious eyes.
Lin Dong returned to his seat, and Liu Peng and a few others walked over.
When they first entered the school, they lived together for over a year and called themselves the "Four Scoundrels of Jiang University." Their relationship was still good.
"Dongzi! Are you okay?" Liu Peng asked.
"I'm fine. What are you all doing? You're making it sound like I'm about to commit suicide," Lin Dong replied.
"It's good that you're fine. We brothers were worried you'd be disheartened and weaken the prestige of our 'Four Scoundrels,'" said Fan Biao, one of the Four Scoundrels.
"It's just a woman! In this day and age, three-legged toads are hard to find, but two-legged women are everywhere," said Zhou Wenhua, another of the Four Scoundrels.
"Alright, you don't need to worry about me. Do I look like someone who's troubled right now?" Lin Dong said.
"Alright, it's good that you're fine. We're having a social gathering tomorrow night. I've already arranged everything. I'll notify you of the location tomorrow afternoon. It's been a while since we brothers got together," Liu Peng said.
"Let's just get together, why a social gathering?" Lin Dong asked.
Liu Peng then leaned into Lin Dong's ear and whispered:
"Don't worry, the people we're meeting up with this time aren't from our school, but from Jiangnan Media University. The art students there are all beautiful and a cut above the girls at our school."
"How do you know students from Media University?" Lin Dong asked.
"I just got a new girlfriend, and she's from Media University. How about that?" Liu Peng said proudly.
"You changed again? You change too fast! It's because of playboy rich second-generation like you that losers like me, who are simps, end up with nothing."
"Hey, hey, hey!!! Don't compare me to that Huang Junlang kid. We're playing with feelings; he's just throwing money. Have you seen anyone who broke up with me act like they're going to die? We always part on good terms! And I never mess with married women," Liu Peng retorted.
"I think it's all pretty much the same!"
Lin Dong replied, and seeing Liu Peng about to retort again, he continued:
"Alright! I was just joking. Tomorrow afternoon, right? I'll be there. Thanks, brothers!"
"That's more like it!"
They all returned to their seats.
The morning classes passed in a flash.
Just before lunch break, the homeroom teacher walked in and said:
"May Day is coming soon. This year's May Day Literary Gala, like previous years, requires each class to prepare one performance. Does anyone want to volunteer?"
The homeroom teacher looked around, but no one volunteered.
"If not, then Su Yingxue will perform a piano solo again! However, last year it was Yingxue's piano solo, and if it's done again this year, it seems to lack novelty."
"How about one of you collaborates with Yingxue? One sings and one plays the piano accompaniment. Is there anyone who thinks they can sing well?"
As soon as the homeroom teacher finished speaking, someone immediately stood up to volunteer. It was Ding Wei, the class monitor.
"Teacher, I'll do it! As the class monitor, I should take the lead."
As soon as he said this, everyone in the class scoffed.
Damn it, when the teacher asked for volunteers just now, you didn't take the lead, but now that it's about collaborating with Su Yingxue, you want to take the lead. Even an idiot could see there was something wrong.
Su Yingxue was one of the school's three great goddesses, known for being a cold goddess. The people who pursued her could line up three times around the school's sports field.
But she was different from Han Shiyun. Han Shiyun would accept anything anyone gave her, then turn around and sell it at a low price.
Su Yingxue, on the other hand, would throw any gift she received directly into the trash can without even looking at it.