CHAPTER 702: CHAPTER 652: AO CHEN VS HUO QI 18_3

Jessica burst into laughter, looking smug as she wrapped her arm around Angus’ shoulder, "You guys just wait to transfer the money to me, Angus, this time, sis is going to treat you to all the good stuff, everything delicious."

"Thank you, Big Sister Jessica."

Angus’ flattery was thunderous.

Jessica was so happy she couldn’t find her bearings, "You’re welcome."

Ao Chen couldn’t bear to watch, "Allen, my car..."

"It’s been taken care of."

Ao Chen, "Is that pungent smell still there? Never mind, never mind, just deal with that car for me, I don’t want it anymore."

"Come on, a forty-million supercar, and you talk about dumping it like it’s trash?" Eric complained, unable to stand Ao Chen’s spending habits, he was almost driven mad.

Ao Chen didn’t care in the least, "Then I’ll give it to you, do you want it?"

"No thanks, I can buy my own."

"Tch, you have the nerve to criticize me, yet when I offer to give you forty million for free, you still don’t want it?"

Eric was beside himself with discomfort. To tell the truth, it wasn’t that he was disgusted because someone had vomited inside, rather, he felt that since the car was Ao Chen’s private property, despite its flaws, it wasn’t right to just take a friend’s belongings, was it?

This was a matter of principle.

"I can help you find a buyer."

Eric said in silence after a while.

Ao Chen lifted his eyelid, "Then thank you."

Eric: "...Just like that?"

"What else do you expect me to do? You guys came uninvited; don’t delude yourselves into thinking I’ll let you in. Don’t even think about it."

The group of them stood petrified: "..."

Davis caught up, "Come on, don’t be like that, we’ve come all this way to the door, let’s just go in and sit, we won’t do anything else."

"Bang..."

The response was Ao Chen firmly closing the door, leaving them not even a crack to peer through.

Jessica spread her hands, with an I-told-you-so look, "See, I told you, after the show is over outside the door, we can get lost. There’s no point in sticking around here; he’s not going to open a back door for us, who’s certain about that?"

Everyone’s fingers pointed at Davis, "It’s him, it’s definitely him."

Davis ground his teeth, "Don’t go too far, now. When there’s something to gain, we share it together, but when we can’t get in, you all blame it on me?"

"Tell us, are you treating or not?" Allen swept his hand, grabbing Davis’ shoulder so tightly he could not struggle free.

"Fuck off, Allen, don’t go too far, just because you’re a few centimeters taller than me, don’t think you can throw your weight around and find a sense of superiority at my expense."

Allen dragged him away, completely ignoring him, and motioned to the other friends, "Jessica, Angus, everyone follow along, this meal, whether he likes it or not, he’s treating, no choice but to treat. Don’t be shy about what you want to eat."

"That’s so nice, thank you, Davis."

"Thank you, Davis."

Davis: "..." Damn it.

This is just shameless, utterly shameless.

...

Huo Qi returned to school, and his roommate looked at him suspiciously, "You... are you okay?"

The roommate was a local from New York. Huo Qi was on mediocre terms with him. It was said that the roommate had a brother who was doing well in Hollywood and was somewhat arrogant and condescending. It was rare for him to initiate conversation, but his words caught Huo Qi’s attention.

The roommate also realized that his way of speaking might seem odd, and quickly and unnaturally turned his gaze away, but Huo Qi did not let this opportunity slip by.

He approached his roommate in a few steps, "Lawrence, what did you mean by what you just said? Do you know something is going to happen to me?"

Lawrence’s eyes darted around, not wanting to continue the topic, "How ridiculous, how would I know you were going to be in trouble?"

After saying this, he tried to escape the scene.

Huo Qi was off-kilter, wearing different clothes, and although he didn’t look particularly unwell, his appearance was somewhat unsettling.

Huo Qi blocked his path, "Wait, don’t leave until we clear this up."

Lawrence’s eyes suddenly darkened, "Are you threatening me?"

"No, I just want to know why I’ve become the target of our mentor. Although we’ve had some interactions in our daily lives, I have never implied that I’m willing to do whatever it takes to achieve my goals."

Lawrence turned his face away, "How would I know."

"No, I think, you know very well."