Tycoon: I can see the goddess's wish list

In the small alley nail art shop outside the school gate, the three nail technicians overheard the conversation between Duanmu Yunji and her friends and collectively fell silent.

They had to admit, Duanmu Yunji was indeed beautiful. Her long legs, in particular, were a rare treasure, and her skin was fair. But a 10 million apartment given just like that? Wasn't that too much? What kind of Fairy-boyfriend was this? Did his family own a gold mine?

"Wait, Yunji, I'm a bit confused. That guy just gave you an apartment worth 10 million, and it even came with a 2 million piano?" Ye Bing asked again.

Duanmu Yunji nodded affirmatively. "Yes, and he gave it to me, um... you know, before *that*, not because of... well, you know."

Ye Bing was speechless.

Duanmu Yunji added, "Oh, right, you guys know I changed cars, don't you?"

"You had a Ferrari before? Did he take it back?" Ye Bing asked.

Upon hearing "Ferrari," the three nail technicians mentally shut down. *Don't want to listen. Don't want to listen. It's all just meaningless chatter to us.*

"That Ferrari was in an accident, so he bought me the BMW I have now," Duanmu Yunji said. "Price-wise, this BMW is actually a bit more expensive than the Ferrari was."

So much for the supposed step down from a Prancing Horse to a BMW! Turns out, it's even more expensive than the last one?

Ye Bing felt like shutting down again.

Qin Rubing was equally speechless.

The three nail technicians felt their heads spin. They were about to faint. Should someone call an ambulance?

Ye Bing took a deep breath. "Is it still in your name?"

"Didn't you see the license plate?" Duanmu Yunji countered.

Qin Rubing recalled Duanmu Yunji's license plate. "I'm afraid that plate alone is worth several hundred thousand. It's not something money can just buy; it requires serious connections. In Capital City, that definitely signifies immense influence."

"I'm curious, how much does this car cost?" Ye Bing inquired.

"Just under three million," Duanmu Yunji admitted openly.

"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH. Yunji, let's discuss something," Ye Bing said, clearing her throat. "Your family's Fairy-boyfriend... would he mind having another girlfriend? Don't worry, you can be the main one, and I'll be the backup. I'll listen to you, won't cause trouble or compete, and when you're tired, I can step in."

Duanmu Yunji glanced at Ye Bing and shook her head. "Bingbing, if it were you, I don't think that would work."

"Huh?" Ye Bing looked utterly confused.

Qin Rubing, on the other hand, couldn't help but laugh. The three of them were very close and often joked around like this.

"She means her boyfriend is very picky," Qin Rubing chimed in, twisting the knife. "Even though you're already gorgeous, you're still not up to his standards."

Ouch, that's a soul-crushing blow!

Ye Bing shot them a speechless look, then tried to stir things up. "Well, Rubing should be fine then, right? I doubt he could find fault with 'icy block' here, could he?"

Duanmu Yunji sized up Qin Rubing. "She might actually work."

Qin Rubing joked, "Well then, please introduce me to your Fairy-boyfriend! I'll be the backup, you be the main. I won't make a fuss, and I can help out when you're tired." She echoed Ye Bing's words, then added, "Of course, I happen to need a dance studio. Think the Fairy-boyfriend could arrange that?"

Duanmu Yunji smiled. "You'll have to work for that yourself. Oh, and about him... he might seem agreeable on the surface, but he's actually a Yin and Yang master—can be very sarcastic at times. He's fiercely protective when dealing with outsiders, but with us... well..."

Duanmu Yunji trailed off. He's just too warm and comforting.

Ye Bing, who had experienced Luofeng's Yin and Yang skill firsthand, chimed in, "Absolutely. That guy is definitely a Yin and Yang master. I was almost completely fooled by him before."

Qin Rubing said, "Well, at dinner tonight, I'll help you test him out. You need to hold onto a Fairy-boyfriend like that tightly. After all, what kind of fairy wouldn't attract little fairies?"

「Around five in the afternoon.」

The flight Luofeng was on finally arrived in Capital City. He met up with Chen Dali.

Chen Dali had purchased a second-hand, top-spec black badge Rolls-Royce Ghost. Brand new, with all the options, it would have cost 7 million on the road. Second-hand, it was 3.9 million.

"Luofeng, want to take it for a spin?" Chen Dali asked.

"Sure," Luofeng nodded. "I've never driven a Rolls-Royce. Feels a bit like I'd be mistaken for a chauffeur."

"Not at all," Chen Dali said. "If we were older, maybe. But at our age, we just look like rich kids taking the family car out!"

"HAHAHA, good point." Luofeng laughed, then glanced at Chen Dali. He *does* look a bit old for his age, doesn't he?

Chen Dali was speechless but generally didn't argue with Luofeng. He usually saved his teasing for Lin Xiaoyun or Li Bo Kai.

Of course, what Chen Dali said was also true. If someone around thirty is driving a Rolls-Royce, in most cases, don't even ask—he's the driver. Because the people who buy such cars generally don't drive themselves but sit in the backseat.

But someone in their early twenties? Again, don't even ask. As long as they carry themselves well, they're definitely the owner. People in their early twenties usually aren't hired as drivers. It's not that young people are unwilling—car owners simply don't hire them. With a monthly salary in the tens of thousands, who wouldn't be willing? Owners just prefer not to have young drivers.

As they left the airport, Chen Dali, sitting in the co-pilot seat, asked, "Is Miss Ferrari joining us for dinner today?"

"Yeah, my time is all hers today. I plan to catch up with the guys tomorrow," Luofeng replied. "By the way, get Lin Xiaoyun and Spinach together for a meeting tomorrow morning. You guys pick a convenient place to talk. I'll bring all the information I've gathered on Wu Fanyu's family."

Chen Dali paused for a moment, then nodded. "Alright, I won't disturb you and Miss Ferrari's quality time today. However, Luofeng, I have to tell you: Li Bo Kai has organized an event selling water at a stall at the Capital City Art Academy today. Are you sure you don't want to go? The girls from the Academy of Fine Arts are actually pretty good-looking."

"I wouldn't dare," Luofeng said with a laugh. "That long-legged girl of mine is pretty assertive, as you know."

"HAHAHA, my condolences."

"Condolences for what?" Luofeng retorted. "I'm not bragging, but that long-legged girl of mine would outshine everyone at any Academy of Fine Arts, hands down."

Chen Dali was speechless. Recalling Miss Ferrari's looks, especially her figure, he had to admit Luofeng had a point.

"Driver, pull over at the next intersection. I'm getting out. My heart can't take it."

Chen Dali found it all too depressing. If I had a girlfriend that fair, beautiful, and long-legged, why would I be out selling water at a stall?

"You're really leaving?" Luofeng asked.

"What else?" Chen Dali retorted. "Play the third wheel? No thanks. See you tomorrow. And hey, make sure you're in good shape when we see you!"

Luofeng chuckled to himself. 'Talent stacking,' huh? As if that's even possible!

Luofeng said nothing more, driving towards the Official Music Academy.