Rejected by the Campus Belle, I Find My True Love-Chapter 242 - 240: Confidence from a Wealthy Woman
Si Wen’s eyes lit up. "So, you’re agreeing to help me?"
A muscle in Xue Yang’s cheek twitched. "Aren’t you afraid I’ll run your Trendy Apparel into the ground in six months?"
"No, I trust you."
Xue Yang couldn’t understand where Si Wen’s confidence in him came from.
"It’s simple. Because I don’t know how, either. I’ve been running this company entirely on gut feeling, so don’t feel any pressure. If you run out of funds, just let me know," Si Wen said generously.
To her, money was just a number. She had started the Trendy Apparel Company just for fun and never expected to make a profit. It was only after meeting Jennifer and being moved by his passion for fashion that she decided to keep it running.
So this is the confidence that comes with being rich, huh? She doesn’t care about profits. Whenever the company runs out of money, she just pulls more from her own pocket. How should one describe it? So capricious.
But still, would a company like Trendy Apparel ever actually run out of funds?
"I have my own studio, and I have classes to attend. I’m really pressed for time."
Si Wen put on a pitiful expression. "Xue Yang, if you don’t help me, I’ll have no choice but to temporarily shut the company down."
Shut down Trendy Apparel? Wouldn’t that be a death sentence for Jennifer? If there was one thing Xue Yang knew, it was how much Jennifer truly loved designing clothes. If Si Wen shut the company down, he would be absolutely devastated. Jennifer was his brother, and Xue Yang couldn’t bear to see him heartbroken and desperate.
"Then I have no choice," Si Wen said with a sigh. "I really can’t find the time. If you won’t help me, I’ll have to close it. After all, at my age, my education is the most important thing."
"It’s not out of the question for me to help."
"Really? If you really help me, I’ll give you ten percent of the shares—how about that? I guarantee you won’t lose out."
A muscle in Xue Yang’s cheek twitched again. This young lady really wasn’t short on cash, casually handing out shares like that. This was Trendy Apparel, a leader among affordable luxury brands. Even ten percent of its shares was an enormous sum.
This can’t be a trap, can it? He’d just narrowly avoided a trap at home, so he was wary of everything now. Si Wen’s eagerness to hand over the company felt... off.
"Xue Yang, you have to believe me. Even if it is a trap, it’s not a problem money can’t solve. And I... have money."
The biggest difference between Si Wen and Lin Xi was that Si Wen practically broadcasted to the world that she was rich and could afford to be scammed.
"In that case, why not just let Jennifer run wild with it?"
Why is he so unyielding? Si Wen had no choice but to seek reinforcements. "Xiao Xi, please help me convince Xue Yang. You two are the only ones who can help me now."
Facing her best friend’s plea, Lin Xi had to chime in. "Xue Yang, why don’t you help Si Wen out? It’s only for six months."
"I’ll only help for these six months. After that, once you start college, you’ll manage it yourself."
"No problem! Come on, let’s go have a feast. My treat, you can have whatever you want!"
With Xue Yang having agreed to help manage Trendy Apparel, Si Wen was in an excellent mood. With a grand wave of her hand, she took them to the most expensive Michelin-starred restaurant in Yancheng.
...
By the time they arrived in front of their apartment building, it was already 10:11 p.m. Uncle He dropped them off and waited until he saw them go upstairs before driving away. Si Wen had already left for home in her Rolls-Royce right after dinner.
The snow had stopped falling. Yancheng was draped in a blanket of silver, beautiful beyond words. Xue Yang disliked the cold, but even his heart softened a little at the sight of the snowy landscape.
"When does your school start?"
"Monday. I’ll be staying at the dorms. I’ll probably only be able to come back once every two weeks or so," Lin Xi said, her voice a little sad.
She had been so eager to see Xue Yang, but now that she was with him, her heart filled with sorrow. Their reunion meant they would soon have to part again. Why do separations even exist in this world? How wonderful would it be if they didn’t? 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
Monday. Today was Saturday. That meant they only had one more day together.
Xue Yang patted Lin Xi’s soft head. "Study hard."
"Xue Yang, will you miss me?"
"Of course."
Lin Xi’s mood lifted slightly. Hand in hand, they returned to their apartment.
When they pushed the door open, a puff of dust billowed out to greet them. After ten days away, the apartment had gathered a layer of dust.
Xue Yang placed their suitcases in the spare bedroom, then turned to Lin Xi. "You can sit on the sofa for a bit. I’ll clean up, otherwise we won’t be able to sleep here tonight."
"I’ll help."
"Okay."
This was their home, and it only felt right to clean it together.
They took off their coats, put on aprons, and divided the chores. Xue Yang went to fetch water while Lin Xi wiped down the tables. Though it was their first time cleaning together, they moved with a familiarity as if they’d done it a thousand times before.
Ten days. Not too long, not too short.
An hour later, the cleaning was finished. Sitting on the sofa and looking at their sparkling clean home, a deep sense of contentment washed over them.
"Xue Yang, let’s soak our feet tonight."
"Sure."
Xue Yang got up and went to the bathroom, returning with a foot-soaking basin filled with water. He then helped Lin Xi take off her socks, revealing delicate, jade-like feet. Perhaps his touch tickled her, because her little feet wiggled slightly.
"Xue Yang, together."
"..."
Why did that sound so much like an invitation to bathe together? It must be my imagination.
"Xue Yang, come on, together," Lin Xi urged again, her voice playful.
"Okay."
Then again, it’s not like they haven’t bathed together before. What’s there to be afraid of?
Xue Yang took off his own socks and slid his feet into the basin. The basin wasn’t small, and it had felt spacious enough when Lin Xi was soaking alone, but when Xue Yang’s feet joined hers, it suddenly felt crowded. As a result, their feet couldn’t help but overlap.
"It’s heavy. Move up a bit."
"Oh."
"Still heavy. Let me be on top."
"..."
...
After fleeing from the Trendy Apparel Company, Jennifer jumped into a yellow sports car.
The sports car itself was fairly ordinary, but a closer look revealed its license plate was different from the others. It was green. In the Dragon Country of 2015, green license plates were exceptionally rare, so the vehicle immediately drew everyone’s attention the moment it hit the road.
Behind the wheel sat a handsome man from America. He had deep blue eyes, and when he looked at you, it felt as if you were the only person in the world. It was the kind of gaze that could easily make someone think he had fallen in love with them.
"Jennifer, is that little boy the Muse, the male god you were talking about? I thought you meant the girl. I’ve never seen such a beautiful girl."
"You’d better not get any ideas about that girl."
"Why not?"
"Because she’s a Lin."
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