When Lin Wanwan saw Lin Xiangbei hesitate, she narrowed her eyes in displeasure. ”Brother, if you won’t give me the money, don’t tell me you’re planning to give it to Lin Qingyu?”
“I’m not…” Lin Xiangbei hastily denied it. He wasn’t afraid of Lin Wanwan getting angry—he was afraid she’d go make a scene at Lin Qingyu’s school.
Lin Qingyu had worked hard to get into university. She couldn’t let Lin Wanwan ruin that for her.
“Fine, I’ll give you the money.”
Lin Xiangbei rummaged through his pockets and scraped together a stack of bills for Lin Wanwan.
Lin Wanwan took the money and counted it—2,000 yuan in total.
Lin Xiangbei had apparently been earning quite a bit lately.
But he was definitely hiding money, planning to earn more behind her back.
Lin Wanwan put the money into her bag right in front of him, deliberately patting it. ”Fourth Brother, just you wait—I’ll definitely make you big money!”
Lin Xiangbei secretly touched the mere 200 or so yuan left on him, feeling like crying. “…”
“Come out and eat.”
Shen Yan called from outside.
Lin Wanwan happened to be hungry.
She hurried out and, sure enough, saw the table already set with food.
Shen Yan had made a bowl of braised pork, a plate of steamed fish, a plate of stir-fried greens with garlic, and a seaweed egg-drop soup.
Lin Wanwan took a bite—the taste was really quite good.
She couldn’t help looking at Shen Yan: forget being handsome, his cooking skills were amazing too!
Such an impressive man, yet in the book he got stomach cancer and died young before even turning 40, leaving his hundred-billion fortune entirely to benefit the Female Lead.
Sure enough, simps never meet a good end!
After lunch, Lin Xiangbei voluntarily cleared the dishes and washed them in the kitchen.
He still had his pride. Since he and Lin Wanwan were both eating and living at the Shen family’s home, it would be going too far if he didn’t even wash the dishes.
Lin Wanwan had been spoiled rotten by their parents since childhood. He couldn’t expect his sister to do any work—he had to do it himself.
Once the dishes were done, Lin Xiangbei immediately wanted to go out and earn money.
But the moment he walked into the living room, he saw Lin Wanwan sitting on the sofa hugging a camera, clearly waiting for him.
Lin Xiangbei panicked at once. “You… aren’t you taking your afternoon nap today?”
“There’s no time to waste—we’re leaving right now!”
Lin Wanwan grabbed Lin Xiangbei and started to pull him away.
Lin Xiangbei looked completely reluctant. “Wait a moment! Where are you taking me?”
“To take photos! It wasn’t easy for us to come to Haicheng! Before we head back, let me take lots of pictures of you! I promise I’ll make you look like a handsome guy—even better looking than the movie stars on posters!”
Lin Xiangbei was very unwilling. “When did you learn photography? Why am I only hearing about this now?”
“I secretly learned from someone. Let’s go!”
Lin Xiangbei really didn’t want to go.
He wanted to earn money.
“If you don’t come, I’ll go find Lin Qingyu!”
With that one threat from Lin Wanwan, Lin Xiangbei instantly caved.
Just as the two were about to head out, Shen Yan suddenly put down his book and followed right behind them.
Lin Xiangbei looked at him in surprise. Shen Yan’s face was expressionless. “I have to keep an eye on her.”
Lin Xiangbei suddenly felt a wave of sympathy. “…”
Shen Yan really had it rough, running into his sister. Though his sister wasn’t ugly before either—it would be great if she could just lose weight.
Lin Wanwan glanced at Shen Yan, said nothing, and dragged Lin Xiangbei off to rent an outfit first, then did his makeup.
Lin Xiangbei’s face was full of resistance, but he didn’t dare disobey, so he could only let Lin Wanwan fuss over him in utter despair.
Seeing Shen Yan sitting off to the side at a distance, watching with schadenfreude, made him even angrier.
“Wanwan, why don’t you do Shen Yan’s makeup too, and take a few photos of him later? He’s the one who gave you the camera, isn’t he? It’d be a bit inappropriate not to take photos of him.”
Shen Yan instantly put on an aloof, keep-away-from-me expression: “I don’t need it!”
Lin Wanwan shot him a disdainful glance: “He has no taste. Ignore him.”
Shen Yan: “…”
Lin Xiangbei: “…”
He really wanted to say that he had no taste either, but he didn’t dare.
Finally, Lin Wanwan finished doing his makeup and took him off to take photos.
Lin Xiangbei carefully shielded his face with his hands, looking guilty as sin, terrified of being seen.
Lin Wanwan first took him to shoot street scenes, checking off Haicheng’s famous landmarks one by one.
Then she dragged him off to Fuda University.
The moment they got close, Shen Yan’s face darkened, and he looked at Lin Wanwan with full wariness.
Lin Wanwan had to assure him: “Relax, I’m just taking photos. I absolutely won’t cause you any trouble.”
Shen Yan narrowed his eyes, walked up to Lin Wanwan, and threatened in a low voice: “If you dare make a scene, the million we agreed on is off the table!”
Lin Wanwan agreed very readily: “Fine.”
Lin Xiangbei’s head filled with question marks: “Wanwan, what million?”
He suspected he’d misheard—how could he possibly have heard “a million”?
Even if the Shen family was rich, there was no way they’d give as much as a million, right?
What exactly had Lin Wanwan said to Shen Yan?
How was it that he’d only been out for one morning, and these two already had secrets?
“It’s nothing, you misheard. Come on, let’s go take photos!”
Lin Wanwan didn’t want to explain the divorce terms she’d negotiated with Shen Yan, so she just dragged Lin Xiangbei away.
As soon as they entered the school, Lin Wanwan quickly received disdainful glances from all directions.
She was rather speechless.
The Original Owner had caused too much trouble, and her appearance was too striking and recognizable—practically everyone at school probably knew her.
What a shame.
These people only despised her and pitied Shen Yan, so she couldn’t inherit any hatred value from them.
With no money coming in, Lin Wanwan quickly lost interest in these students and just dragged Lin Xiangbei around taking photos.
Shen Yan watched coldly from the sidelines the whole time, closely monitoring Lin Wanwan’s every move in case she suddenly caused trouble.
Suddenly, he saw Lin Wanwan change to a new roll of film.
Shen Yan’s expression changed instantly: “I only bought two rolls of film. Where did you get a third?”
“I bought it myself, of course.”
Lin Wanwan rolled her eyes at him.
Not only had she bought new film—it was color!
Sure, black-and-white photos had their own charm, but if she could shoot in color, why should she shortchange herself?
Lin Wanwan continued dragging Lin Xiangbei around taking photos, even directing him into all kinds of poses.
Lin Xiangbei was very uncomfortable, always feeling like he was striking shameless poses.
As more and more people gathered to watch from a distance, being stared at made him feel awkward all over.
So he suggested: “Wanwan, why don’t you take a few photos too? I’ll have Shen Yan take them for you!”
Shen Yan opened his mouth to refuse—he was not going to take photos of Lin Wanwan!
But before he could speak, Lin Wanwan had already heartlessly refused: “I don’t feel like taking photos right now. Maybe later.”
She was dark-skinned and fat right now—why take photos?
Was her dark past not extensive enough already?
Lin Wanwan took Lin Xiangbei to a different spot and continued directing him into poses.
Lin Xiangbei looked utterly dead inside, completely deflated.
But then—
“Yes, yes, yes! That’s the feeling! Fourth Brother, lift your head up, gaze at the sky at 45 degrees! Look more melancholy!”
Lin Xiangbei: “!!”
He silently reminded himself: This is his own little sister!
But Lin Wanwan snapped more than a dozen photos in a row, making Lin Xiangbei switch through several poses.
Just as she was getting excited, she suddenly heard a shrill shout: “Lin Wanwan! You’ve come to stir up trouble at the school again!”
Lin Wanwan’s fingers trembled in fright, and a photo was instantly ruined.
She turned her head in displeasure, and the moment she saw who it was, she heard the System announce—
[Xu Hongying’s Hatred value +60, reward: 12,000 yuan.]
Lin Wanwan was instantly stunned: [??]
Who was this person?
Her Hatred value was worth even more than Xue Liping’s!
Wait a moment!
The name Xu Hongying sounded a bit familiar.
Who was this person again?