Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 400 Does Ye Fan usually ask you to pick up other girls?

"It's alright." Ye Fan's tone was calm but firm. "I'll have the driver pick you up."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and dialed "Old Li" in his contacts. He said succinctly, "Old Li, go to the main gate of Jinling Academy of Arts now, pick up Miss Chen Chulin, and take her to the Hilton Hotel."

He then opened WeChat and sent the Hilton Hotel's location and room number to Chen Chulin.

The whole process was smooth and efficient, without the slightest delay, as if it were just arranging a trivial matter.

He stood up, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and took one last look at the city skyline illuminated by the sunset.

After quickly tidying up the items on my desk, I picked up my phone and calmly left the office.

He went to Miao Zi's office first and asked her to leave together!

A few minutes later, the two arrived at the Hilton Hotel first.

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Jinling Academy of Arts, main gate.

As evening approached, the school gate was teeming with people.

After finishing their day's classes, the students returned to their dormitories in twos and threes, either going out in groups or laughing and joking.

Chen Chulin wore a carefully coordinated dress with a light jacket over it, and tightly clutched a black handbag that looked quite large.

She stood in a relatively conspicuous position at the school gate, her head slightly lowered, as if trying to minimize her presence. However, her deliberately dressed exquisitely and her slightly apprehensive waiting posture made her seem somewhat out of place among the youthful students.

My phone vibrated; it was a message from Ye Fan containing the hotel address and room number.

Just then—

A deep, resonant engine roar approached from afar, attracting the attention of many students nearby.

A sleek, powerful black Maybach S600, like an elegant black beast, glided silently to the school gate and came to a steady stop in front of Chen Chulin.

The car door opened, and the driver, Lao Li, a middle-aged man in a neat uniform with a calm expression, stepped out of the driver's seat with a brisk pace.

He recognized Chen Chulin and knew that this beautiful female student was a "distinguished guest" personally ordered by the boss to be picked up, and their relationship was obviously extraordinary.

Old Li walked to the back door, opened it with standard and respectful movements, and bowed slightly: "Ms. Chen, hello. Mr. Ye asked me to pick you up. Please get in the car."

"Thank you, Master Li!" Chen Chulin tried to keep her voice calm, but the slight tremor at the end betrayed her nervousness.

Under the curious, surprised, and even envious gazes of her classmates, she felt as if she had suddenly been thrust into the spotlight, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

She took a deep breath, and with an almost "heroic" feeling, bent down and crawled into the car door that symbolized another world.

The car door closed gently, shutting out the noise and stares from the outside world.

Inside the car, the subtle fragrance of top-grade semi-aniline leather, the perfectly temperatured air conditioning, and the pervasive, breathtaking sense of refinement and luxury instantly enveloped her.

She carefully sat in the spacious and comfortable back seat, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing the smooth leather armrests, her heart pounding in her chest, almost bursting out of her throat.

This was completely different from when she first met Ye Fan.

At that time, Ye Fan simply drove her back to school in a low-key Audi A4L.

Although she knew at the time that Ye Fan was very rich, how could someone who could be on friendly terms with top-tier rich kids like Fang Yu and Qin Kun, and even occupy the center position on a yacht, be simple? But that "wealth" also carried a restrained and unassuming feeling.

At this moment, the Maybach and its driver were displaying Ye Fan's wealth, power, and class distinctions to her in a vivid and unreserved manner, with a powerful impact.

She initially approached Ye Fan with the vague idea of ​​"clinging to his coattails," never imagining that it would actually come true and that she would become a part of that man's life.

A mix of vanity, unease, and excitement about the unknown future quietly spread through her heart.

The tranquility inside the luxurious carriage enveloped Chen Chulin, while the passing street scenes outside the window made her slightly lost in thought.

Just as her thoughts were drifting, the driver, Lao Li, calmly and politely asked from the driver's seat, "Ms. Chen, shall we depart now?"

The voice wasn't loud, but it pulled her back to reality just in time.

"Ah, okay! Thank you for your help, Uncle Li." Chen Chulin subconsciously sat up straighter, her tone carrying a hint of restraint and respect as she would when facing "someone close to Ye Fan."

"You're too kind. Just call me Lao Li." Lao Li returned the greeting with a professional and gentle smile through the rearview mirror.

Chen Chulin thought for a moment, then smiled sweetly and said, "I'll still call you Uncle Li, it sounds more friendly."

Old Li readily agreed: "Whatever you say, it's fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Maybach glided smoothly out like a black stream of water, merging into the evening traffic.

Chen Chulin is essentially a lively and cheerful girl, which is somewhat similar to Tang Yanning.

After a brief silence, her natural extroversion and curiosity took over, and she began to chat with Lao Li. They talked about the weather in Nanjing and the latest happenings at the art academy, and the atmosphere gradually relaxed.

As the conversation flowed freely, Chen Chulin, seemingly unintentionally and with a touch of girlish mischief, suddenly changed the subject: "Uncle Li!"

She leaned forward slightly, her voice carrying just the right amount of innocence: "Has Ye Fan ever asked you to pick up other girls?"

The moment the words were spoken, the relaxed atmosphere in the carriage seemed to freeze for half a second.

Through the rearview mirror, Chen Chulin keenly noticed that Lao Li's fingers gripping the steering wheel seemed to tighten slightly, but his composed professional demeanor remained impeccable.

"No," Old Li's voice was as calm as a deep pool, without the slightest ripple, "You are the first person that General Manager Ye specifically instructed me to pick up."

The words "deliberately" and "first" are used with extreme precision.

Chen Chulin understood.

Of course she didn't believe it.

How could a man like Ye Fan only have her by his side?

She was very clear about her position—she wouldn't ask what she shouldn't ask, and she wouldn't interfere in what she shouldn't interfere in. It was enough for her to play the role that Ye Fan liked: a sunny, sensible, and trouble-free person.

That question was purely out of curiosity and a subtle probing.

"Hehe, Uncle Li, don't be nervous!" She chuckled instead, her tone light and reassuring. "I was just asking casually, out of curiosity! Don't take it to heart."

Old Li sighed inwardly, thinking to himself, "This young girl is quite sensible despite her young age."

He maintained a polite smile, his tone confident and natural: "Miss Chen is joking. I'm not nervous at all. I really only received yours."