ca-book Chapter 555 The correct answer was excluded.
Chapter 555 The correct answer was excluded.
He stood up abruptly from the sofa, his tall figure casting an overwhelming shadow and presence that instantly enveloped the petite Xian Zuling, as if isolating her from everything outside.
He took a step forward, neither too lightly nor too heavily.
The distance between the two was instantly shortened to the extreme, close enough to clearly feel the warmth emanating from each other, close enough to clearly hear each other's soft breathing.
Ye Fan looked down at her, his gaze sharp and his voice deep and magnetic, seemingly possessing a seductive power: "So, how much money do you think I need to pay to completely pay off the debt?"
"I......"
Sensing the overwhelming, intense aura of male hormones and the oppressive feeling emanating from him, Xian Zuling instinctively tried to look up. However, the moment she met Ye Fan's burning, deep, and aggressive gaze, it was as if she had been scalded by an invisible flame. She hastily averted her gaze again, her voice barely audible:
"I don't know... but this is definitely not enough."
"You know it's not enough?"
Ye Fan stared at her eyelashes, which trembled slightly with panic, and completely abandoned his previous nonchalance. His expression became extremely serious, even showing a rare solemnity.
He spoke slowly and deliberately, his voice extremely low, yet each word was clear, like the tolling of a bell in her ear, or the deep whispers of lovers:
"Not just now, it's not enough."
"Even if you add up your salary for next month, the second half of the year, and even next year—"
"It's simply not enough."
boom--!
These words, like a bolt from the blue, exploded in the simple yet stubborn mind of the ancestral spirit!
Her face drained of all color in an instant, turning deathly pale.
A wave of panic and despair washed over her instantly, like ice water.
She raised her head in a panic and despair, and the tears that had been welling up in her eyes finally broke free and rolled down like pearls from a broken string.
What met her tear-blurred eyes was not Ye Fan's cold or furious face.
Ye Fan's previously tense and cold-faced handsome face suddenly melted away like snow melting in the spring sun.
A mischievous yet tender smile, enough to make anyone's heart skip a beat, slowly bloomed on his sexy lips, like fireworks suddenly bursting in the night sky.
Ye Fan leaned down slightly, his long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles playfully flicking her smooth, full forehead. The movement was gentle, yet carried an undeniable domineering force.
Then, he locked his deep eyes on her panicked, tearful eyes, and whispered, with a playful yet affectionate tone, in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"Silly girl."
"Because of what you truly owe me, what you should repay me..."
"From the very beginning, it wasn't about these cold, hard coins."
His voice was deep and resonant like a cello, and when the last word fell, it carried an endless sense of profound meaning and tender possessiveness, gently striking the heart of Xian Zuling.
She froze, forgetting to cry, staring blankly at him with her eyes, now clearer and brighter from the tears, the unfathomable meaning in his words.
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Walking along the campus path, where autumn was in full swing and fallen sycamore leaves were carpeting the ground, the dim streetlights cast her long, thin shadow.
The night wind carried a distinct chill, swirling up the withered leaves on the ground with a soft rustling sound, but Xian Zuling's cheeks and ears were burning hot, as if two small flames were burning inside.
In her mind, the image of Ye Fan leaning down and whispering to her with a mischievous smile in the warm courtyard kept replaying over and over again.
"Because what you really owe me... from the very beginning, wasn't money at all."
If that's not money, what else could it be?
Xian Zuling was completely baffled, feeling as if a lost deer was pacing wildly in his heart.
As she slowly made her way towards the dormitory building, she unconsciously tugged at the hem of her oversized old coat, her delicate brows furrowed tightly, almost forming a knot.
She struggled to find answers within her limited imagination.
Is it to clean his already very clean little courtyard more diligently and meticulously?
Or should she learn more recipes and cook him more delicious and nutritious meals in different ways? Or perhaps some other "use" she hasn't thought of yet?
In fact, the answer that was closest to the truth had flashed through her innocent heart like lightning the moment those words struck her heart.
But then, it was ruthlessly extinguished by her deep-seated, ingrained inferiority complex and clear-headedness.
She shook her head slightly with a self-deprecating laugh, a few strands of her overly long bangs swaying as she realized that her thought just now had been truly insane, an extreme delusion.
Ye Fan is so outstanding and dazzling, like someone standing on a cloud. He is surrounded by such radiant and capable people, or even more remarkable figures...
How could he possibly want anything from a penniless, clumsy, and taciturn country girl like herself?
Because they were too innocent, they had never been tainted by worldly calculations. And because they were "clear-headed" enough, they had a cruel understanding of themselves.
She stubbornly regarded that single standard answer as an "impossible event" that could never happen, and completely eliminated it from the solution options.
Unable to come to a conclusion, the tangled mess in my mind only grew tighter.
She shook her head vigorously, as if trying to shake off all the chaotic thoughts and stop worrying herself.
Looking at the dormitory building with its lights on in the distance, she subconsciously quickened her pace and almost ran into the building, as if escaping back into a shell that could give her a little sense of security.
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On the other side, a small courtyard in a bamboo grove.
Watching the slender figure of the ancestral spirit disappear somewhat hastily at the end of the bamboo path, Ye Fan leisurely locked the heavy solid wood door.
With his hands in his pockets, he leisurely strode towards the boys' dormitory building, enjoying the cool night breeze.
A faint, meaningful smile lingered at the corner of his mouth.
Lately, he's been out all the time, navigating the treacherous waters of the business world, engaging in deceitful maneuvering and strategic maneuvering.
Come to think of it, it's been quite a while since I've been back to my dorm to joke around with my silly roommates and experience the pure, vibrant atmosphere of campus life.
He had a rare moment of leisure and peace of mind tonight, so he decided to go back to his dorm to spend the night and try to find the simple joys of being an "ordinary college student."
Ye Fan then slowly walked towards the dormitory building.
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