Written by Infinite Bulldozer · 3045 words At this moment, in Hannah’s bedroom— The two players, exhausted from the game, entered halftime.
The two sat on the bed and on the stool, staring at each other like bulls in a fight.
After a long silence, Hannah finally spoke first.
“sorry…!” “Is ‘sorry’ enough?” Jenny asked angrily.
“Do you know that he was my first love, and the person I love most…” “He was also my first love!” Hannah retorted.
“…” Jenny was silent for a long time before saying, “Why did you still…” “Still what?” Hannah laughed self-deprecatingly, “Still clinging to me like that, huh?” “Yes!” Jenny said angrily, “There are so many other boys, why him of all people?” “You should know how charming he is!” Hannah sighed.
For some reason, she felt envy and jealousy towards the girl in front of her, but no hatred.
Thinking about it, she couldn’t help but laugh.
What right did she have to hate?
She was the one who stole him away.
“You should know that when you meet him, you’ll become someone else entirely, making you desperately want him…
I mean…” “I understand!” Hannah was seething with anger as she thought about what had happened to her at Bergdorf Goodman today.
“That damn bastard is a giant self-propelled bitch magnet!” “Uh, didn’t this get us both dragged into this mess?” Hannah was speechless for a moment, then asked curiously, “What happened?” “Let me tell you, today at…” Jenny recounted bitterly, cursing the bitch as she spoke.
When she mentioned the bitch who deliberately fell down three times in a row, Jenny was almost bursting with anger.
“What else could he be but a giant, self-propelled sex toy?” “Alright, stop being angry!” Hannah said, acting like a caring older sister.
“Falling in love with this guy is both our good fortune and our misfortune.
We’re lucky to have the man that other women dream of, but we’re unlucky because we have to be vigilant at all times, lest this man be snatched away by another woman without us noticing.” “Yes!” Jenny nodded in agreement.
“Why don’t we form an alliance!” As expected of a senior a year older than Jenny, she subtly steered the conversation: “If we form an alliance, we can keep Zhou Ye by our side and unite against external threats!” “But…” Jenny was a little reluctant.
Although she knew she couldn’t go against Zhou Ye’s decision, she really didn’t want to share her lover with others.
“No buts!” Although Hannah is much shorter than Jenny, her presence is in no way weaker.
Do you think you can handle him?
“You are…” Jenny asked shyly.
“That’s right, I’m talking about sex!” Hannah continued, “You know, sex is essential in a relationship.
If you can’t get it, he’ll only drift further and further away from you.
Besides, are you willing to leave him?” “No~” Jenny shook her head vigorously, clenching her fists.
“I would rather die than leave him!” “Then let’s form an alliance!” Hannah extended her hand again.
“Let’s stand together against those little bitches who want to take advantage of our men!” “Alright, let’s form an alliance!” After that wave of threats, Jenny suddenly felt that Hannah might not be such a threat to her.
Gritting her teeth, she also extended her hand.
Thus, the first mini-league was born in Zhou Ye’s Crystal Palace.
Later, there were also Super League of Heroes, Mutant League, Goddess League, Star League, Pan-European League, Pan-Asian League, and so on…
But this league was the first to be born, marking a new chapter in the history of Zhou Ye’s Crystal Palace with epoch-making significance…
It was their indulgence that allowed Zhou Ye to go further and further down the path of womanizing…
Although Zhou Ye seemed carefree as he flirted with the round-faced girl, he was actually listening intently to what was happening inside, planning to rush in and seduce them if anything went wrong…
However, the conversation between the two rendered his plan useless.
It’s hard to say whether it was his misfortune or Jennifer and Hannah’s good fortune…
With a “click,” the bedroom door opened, and the sight of two ragged women walking out hand in hand like sisters made the round-faced girl’s mouth drop open in shock.
Zhou Ye estimated that his penis fit perfectly inside!
The experienced driver is up and running again…
“You, you guys…?” The round-faced girl pointed at her roommate, then at Jenny, completely bewildered.
Weren’t these two rivals?
Isn’t this supposed to be a scenario where the wife confronts the mistress?
How did the tone suddenly shift to one of sisterly affection?
Did I wander into the wrong set, or is this a real-life parody variety show?
Was I pranked?
“No doubt about it!” Hannah said, sitting right next to Zhou Ye.
Jenny, not to be outdone, sat close to him on his other side and said, “We’re both his girlfriends!” “But…but…” The round-faced girl felt her worldview and philosophy of life were about to be shattered: “American law stipulates that a man can only marry one wife…” “But the law doesn’t stipulate that a man must only have one girlfriend!” Zhou Ye waved his hand and hugged both girls into his arms.
“Don’t those rich people have enough mistresses?
Am I any less than them?” “Darling, you’re so much better than those disgusting men!” Jenny gave Zhou Ye a light peck on the cheek.
Hannah gently kissed Zhou Ye, “That’s right!
Ye, you’re much better than those disgusting guys!” “Okay, let’s throw a party for our first gathering!” Zhou Ye suggested.
He remembered reading in some report that Americans are party creatures, basically inseparable from all kinds of parties from childhood to adulthood.
“OK!” “not good!” The two completely different answers left Zhou Ye somewhat bewildered.
What was going on?
“I think if we’re having a party, those women will be too noisy, and I’m afraid you won’t like it!” Hannah explained, but you emphasized the meaning of the word “women”.
“Yeah, yeah!” Jenny realized at this moment.
She was already going crazy, so how was she going to keep an eye on Zhou Ye if it was a party and he drank some alcohol?
She was going to go crazy!
“Let’s find a place to move into first!” “Oh, right!” Zhou Ye’s attention was successfully diverted.
As a Chinese person, housing was his eternal obsession.
Now that I have money, I must get revenge on my past life when I was poor.
Buy American houses, so that Americans have no houses to live in…
Hmph.
Of course, this is just wishful thinking on the part of this guy.
Americans say that the 1990s were a period of great real estate depression, so go ahead and buy a house.
Once they had a goal, they had to act immediately.
It was only a little past three o’clock, so there was still time.
The two women quickly tidied themselves up and followed Zhou Ye downstairs.
Jenny drove Zhou Ye and Hannah straight to a real estate brokerage firm in New York.
But then another disagreement arose.
Jenny wanted to be closer to her, while Hannah also wanted Zhou Ye to be closer to her.
In the end, Zhou Ye made the decision and asked for a two-story villa near Central Park in downtown New York City.
The villa was 350 square meters in size, and even with the property tax, it cost Zhou Ye more than $1.8 million, even during the Great Depression.
Of course, the property certificate states that it is jointly owned by Jenny and Hannah, and Zhou Ye has nothing to do with it.
There’s nothing Zhou Ye can do about it; he doesn’t have any identity documents in this world.
However, Zhou Ye said that this was no problem at all.
As for money, all the underground gangs in New York were his banks, and he could withdraw money at any time.
This was truly a delightful discovery.
The three of them quickly completed the formalities; that’s one of the advantages of being in the US.
As long as you have money, there’s always a group of people at your service; all the fast lanes are for the wealthy.
Zhou Ye eagerly urged Jenny and Hannah to go see what their first house would look like, as just looking at promotional photos didn’t give them a real sense of what it was like.
After arriving at the villa and parking the car, Zhou Ye and Jenny went upstairs first, while Hannah drove off to buy some food and drinks.
She planned to throw a small party for Zhou Ye’s housewarming party, a party for only three people, or you could say a party for only three people.
Upon entering the first floor, you’ll find a large living room with a set of luxurious sofas against the wall, which look so inviting that you’d want to lie down on them.
Opposite the sofas is a TV wall, next to which is the kitchen.
Beyond the kitchen is a dining room large enough for ten people to eat at the same time, and next to the dining room is a small bathroom.
The second floor is divided into three bedrooms: a master bedroom of 60 square meters and two smaller bedrooms of 40 square meters each.
The furniture in each bedroom is already in place; you just need to remove the dust cover to use it directly.
All kinds of home appliances are readily available; this is the legendary move-in ready service.
Zhou Ye looked around and felt quite satisfied.
The only thing he wasn’t too happy about was that the bed in the master bedroom was too small, only 2.5 x 2.5 meters.
He would find an opportunity to replace it with a larger one later.
After a while, Hannah came in carrying a bag of vacuum-packed food and two bottles of red wine.
Although the United States prohibits people under the age of 21 from drinking alcohol, there will always be people who will take the risk when faced with money.
Besides, what’s drinking alcohol?
With Zhou Ye’s invulnerable body, he could drink sulfuric acid without any problem.
Compared to American youths who readily engage in soft gambling, their reliance on alcohol is practically saintly.
Hannah used the phone in the living room to call Jenny home, pretending to be her classmate and saying it was her birthday and they were going to party all night and wouldn’t be going home.
By this time, Zhou Ye had already plated all the food he bought and placed it on the table—the party had begun!.