Chapter 74: You Don't Understand Art!

Upon hearing this, Wang Yingfei once again demonstrated what it meant to be a consummate actress, expertly switching faces as if performing Sichuan opera.

“So that’s how it is… Husband, I’m really sorry about earlier. I misunderstood you!”

“Let me go pick out a pretty one, and tonight I’ll take good care of you… mua!”

Delighted, Wang Yingfei planted a kiss on Zeng Shuai’s cheek, then ran off to join Zhang Yichen in choosing a handbag.

Seeing Zeng Shuai’s face darken to a liverish hue, Lin Fan didn’t miss the chance to tease him with a sarcastic tone.

“Brother, if you’re feeling pressured, just let me know. Helping others is my favorite thing. If you don’t have enough money, I can lend you some. Otherwise, if you can’t pay later, that would really be embarrassing…”

“No need! Stop pretending—I’m not short on money!”

Zeng Shuai shot him a glare, clearly annoyed.

Lin Fan chuckled inwardly: Keep up the act, I want to see how long you can keep this up. Not only are you broke, you dared to mock me? Let’s see how you handle the consequences of your own arrogance!

Soon, Wang Yingfei picked out a white sharkskin handbag.

“Honey, I really like this bag. It costs three hundred and fifty thousand—it’s pretty cheap, isn’t it?”

“Cheap…”

Zeng Shuai’s lips twitched again.

Lin Fan could see him biting his back teeth, wanting to say something but holding back.

“As long as you like it. I’d never be like certain people who, just to show off, buy outdated styles that are completely devoid of artistic taste. I’ll go pay for it…”

Zeng Shuai forced a smile, nodding with exaggerated decorum.

He hurried over to another salesperson and quietly asked, “Excuse me… can I use a credit card? I don’t have enough funds in my bank account.”

“Certainly,” the salesperson replied, glancing at him with sudden understanding—so he was the one pretending to be a wealthy heir! Her demeanor turned cold.

Wang Yingfei was still basking in the joy of owning a luxury bag, oblivious to Zeng Shuai’s embarrassment.

Lin Fan, however, not only saw but overheard his exchange with the salesperson.

Meanwhile, Zhang Yichen selected a wine-red handbag.

Seeing she only wanted one, Lin Fan was instantly displeased.

“I keep my word. I’ll buy every bag in this display case for you. Next time you go out, you can pick whichever color and style you like.”

“Saleslady, have you totaled it up? How much do all these bags cost?”

Lin Fan waved his hand with the air of a magnate.

“Sir, there are twelve bags priced above three hundred thousand. The total comes to seven million nine hundred thousand!”

“Sir, we recommend you sign up for a membership card here. You’ll enjoy discounts at any of our branches in the future.”

The saleswoman smiled, bowing respectfully.

“No need for discounts—I don’t care about saving a little money. What’s the account number? I’ll transfer the amount right now.”

Lin Fan was decisive.

After the saleswoman provided the account, Lin Fan immediately transferred seven million nine hundred thousand.

“Sir, if there’s anything else you need, please let us know. We’ll make sure you’re satisfied. I apologize for my earlier attitude—please don’t take it to heart. Would you like some refreshments? We have a private lounge if you’d like to rest.”

Upon seeing the payment confirmed, the saleswoman’s demeanor changed again—she became exceedingly respectful, as if ready to write “you’re my benefactor” on her face.

Both Zhang Yichen and Zeng Shuai were stunned at the dramatic turn of events.

They hadn’t expected Lin Fan to actually buy the store’s most expensive bags!

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[Wealth Gold +780,000]

[Current Wealth Value: 9,349,000]

Seeing his wealth increase by seven hundred eighty thousand, Lin Fan was quietly delighted.

He was now only six million or so away from becoming a billionaire!

Moreover, he could withdraw this wealth value to his bank account—it was real, usable cash.

But even more thrilling than the increase in wealth was Zhang Yichen’s favorability toward him, which had risen to 50!

A favorability of 50 meant she was deeply infatuated—he now counted as Zhang Yichen’s best friend.

It was their first meeting, and he’d managed to win over this sweet girl.

If it had been before he acquired the system, he wouldn’t have dared dream of such a thing.

He decided to strike while the iron was hot—perhaps he could raise Zhang Yichen’s favorability to 100 in a single day!

With this in mind, Lin Fan asked, “Yichen, are you currently renting off-campus?”

“Yes, I rented an apartment near the school—it’s convenient for my livestreams…”

Zhang Yichen answered simply.

But she wasn’t sure if Lin Fan had an ulterior motive, so she quickly added, “I live with Sister Feifei!”

Lin Fan paused—this little girl was quite cautious, afraid he might try something?

“I’m thinking of gifting you an apartment, so you won’t have to pay rent. With a bigger place, your livestreams would be much more comfortable. Would you accept?”

Lin Fan asked earnestly.

“Really?”

Zhang Yichen once again feigned a look of surprise, bashful yet innocent, her eyes brimming with sincerity.

Ordinary women, upon hearing a man offer them an apartment, would react with overwhelming excitement and joy.

But she acted like a child receiving a present from an adult—pure delight, without any artifice.

In other words, Zhang Yichen didn’t come across as an ambitious, scheming gold-digger.

It seemed as though Lin Fan was willingly giving her the apartment, rather than her asking for it.

This made her accept the gift without any sense of guilt or shame.

“Of course it’s real. I rarely lie! Were you happy with my performance just now?”

Lin Fan replied with a wry smile, trying to please her.

He looked just like a devoted suitor.

Wang Yingfei and the saleswomen watched with envy and jealousy.

Why hadn’t they ever met someone like Lin Fan?

“Yes, yes, President Lin, you treat me so well. I’ll gratefully accept…”

Zhang Yichen giggled, her face innocent and pure, making Lin Fan want to kiss her.

After the saleswoman packaged the twelve handbags, Lin Fan didn’t have them sent immediately to Zhang Yichen’s rented apartment.

He planned to wait until he bought her a new place, then have the bags delivered there.

The implication was clear: these bags were for Zhang Yichen, not Wang Yingfei.

Still, knowing their close relationship, Lin Fan suspected Zhang Yichen might secretly gift one or two to Wang Yingfei.

He deliberately phrased it this way as a subtle reminder to keep some distance.

The four then left the Chanel boutique and headed to an apartment complex near the school.

Zhang Yichen hadn’t graduated yet and would probably stay in Shanghai for another year or so. Owning her own place would save on expenses.

Besides, it was also stipulated in the contract.