Chapter 73 A Rented Rolls-Royce?

Everyone stared at him in bewilderment.

Zeng Shuai’s lips twitched, blurting out, "Bro, if you’re going to show off, at least do it right. There are over thirty bags on that row of cabinets, and together they’re worth more than ten million. Are you planning to buy them and then return them later?"

Wang Yingfei looked at him with equal disdain, leaning close to Zhang Yichen and whispering, "I don’t know, he seems unreliable to me. Is he just showing off on purpose? Does he really have that much money?"

"He’s one of the shareholders of Starlight Live. This kind of money is nothing to him," Zhang Yichen replied without changing her expression.

In truth, she hadn’t told her friend about the hundred thousand Lin Fan had gifted her the night before, nor about the ten million Lin Fan had spent in Sweetie’s live stream. Although Wang Yingfei also streamed on the Starlight Live platform, she had already latched onto the big fish Zeng Shuai and barely streamed anymore, only doing so occasionally when she had time. She didn’t manage her fan group much either, so naturally she had no idea about Lin Fan’s extravagant spending on Starlight Live.

"I know that… What I mean is, I just feel like he’s showing off in front of you on purpose, just to chase you, probably only interested in your body."

She implied that Lin Fan might toy with Zhang Yichen’s feelings. Zhang Yichen was hopelessly romantic; if she got caught up with Lin Fan, she could lose more than she gained.

Lin Fan didn’t notice the two women discussing him. He turned to the female sales assistant and said, "I don’t want anything under three hundred thousand! All the bags worth more than three hundred thousand, pack them up for me."

"Sir, our store doesn’t support returns or exchanges. If you really want to return something, you’ll have to go to the main store at the Bund," the sales assistant paused, her eyes shifting as she replied with a forced smile.

Lin Fan chuckled softly.

Any luxury store supports returns and exchanges; her words were simply a warning—if he didn’t have the money, he shouldn’t pretend. "Just tell me the total. I’m not short on cash," Lin Fan said, pulling out his phone and indicating he could transfer the money immediately.

The sales assistant gave him a strange look, uncertain whether Lin Fan was truly wealthy, but what if he was? "Please wait a moment, I’ll start packing them for you…" In the end, she chose to gamble on Lin Fan being a discreet rich heir, and her tone shifted to respectful deference. She quickly called over two other assistants, and together they began taking all the bags from the cabinet.

But Wang Yingfei and Zeng Shuai, seeing this scene, couldn’t sit still.

"Bro, don’t think you’re so great just because you have money. All those bags together still aren’t worth as much as my car!"

"That’s right, Lin Fan, there’s no need to waste your money just to show off. Buying a couple is enough—Yichen isn’t a gold-digger."

The two of them sang together, mocking and ridiculing, their eyes full of disdain.

Sensing the tension, Zhang Yichen didn’t know whom to support. One was her closest friend, the other her benefactor; offending either was awkward. She quickly put on an innocent, helpless expression and decided to feign mute.

Lin Fan noticed her act, thinking to himself, No wonder she’s a student at the drama academy—her acting is unmatched! With her youthful, innocent face, she looked like a naive, sweet girl with no hidden agenda.

Though he felt a little annoyed, Lin Fan was still convinced he’d made the right choice.

He glanced sideways and suddenly noticed the car key hanging from Zeng Shuai’s waist, smirking.

"Is that so? Why does your car key still have a tag on it? Did you rent it from a car rental place?"

Zeng Shuai’s expression changed slightly, but he forced an explanation. "All the cars at my house are Rolls-Royces. The license plates are so similar, I put tags on the keys to tell which is which."

"I see, I didn’t expect you to be such a big shot. My apologies!" Lin Fan feigned surprise, then turned to Zhang Yichen. "Yichen, if there’s anything else you want, take it! I’ll pay today—but don’t pick anything cheap. Only bags worth over three hundred thousand suit you!"

"Really? Then I won’t hold back!" Zhang Yichen cheered happily, then suddenly asked, "Can I pick one more for Sister Feifei?"

"No! I only spend money on you," Lin Fan’s tone shifted.

"Besides, she already has a boyfriend and isn’t short on cash like me. If I spent money on her, things would get messy!"

"Oh…" Zhang Yichen sighed, disappointed. But Lin Fan caught a flash of shrewdness in her eyes and realized he’d underestimated her—she was a brilliant actress! Her performance was just right, cooperating with him perfectly, which pleased him greatly.

Just for that, Lin Fan didn’t mind her being materialistic.

After all, Zhang Yichen was a goddess with a nine out of ten beauty rating. Spending money on her earned him cashback rewards.

Seeing Lin Fan’s generosity, Wang Yingfei couldn’t help but feel envious and jealous.

"Honey, I want a bag from that cabinet too, won’t you buy me one?" Wang Yingfei immediately clung to Zeng Shuai’s arm, pressing half her body against him and acting coquettishly.

Zeng Shuai’s expression was stiff, hesitating. "Don’t you think the styles on the cabinet are pretty ordinary? The new ones have more design, I prefer something innovative."

"But I just like the more expensive ones. Three hundred thousand is enough, it doesn’t have to be too pricey…" Wang Yingfei bounced impatiently, her expression showing frustration.

"But… Didn’t I already buy you several before? You still want more…" Zeng Shuai frowned, troubled.

Sensing this, Lin Fan retorted, "Bro, don’t make things hard for yourself if you don’t have money. If she really wants it, I can lend you some. In situations like this, never say you’re short on cash—making women happy is what matters!"

With that, Zeng Shuai’s lips twitched.

This was a classic case of killing with kindness—Lin Fan was pushing him to the brink!

If he really had money, would he need so many excuses?

"You’re not really broke, are you? Hmph! If you don’t have money, why’d you bring me here? You’re embarrassing me in front of my friends!" Wang Yingfei snapped, putting on a sour face and trying to provoke Zeng Shuai into giving in.

Lin Fan suppressed his laughter, watching the pair with a gossipy expression.

He was certain Zeng Shuai was a counterfeit rich kid; most of his possessions were likely bought on loan or rented.

After a few moments, Zeng Shuai gritted his teeth and forced composure. "I have money… How could I not! Don’t be mad, baby… I was just considering if it’s worth buying such an expensive bag, and I really don’t like those styles. But since you asked, I’ll make sure you get what you want!"