Tycoon: I can see the goddess's wish list

"Beauty, are you alone?" a man wearing a Balenciaga T-shirt took the initiative to strike up a conversation. He even dangled the Porsche car key on his finger. And as he spoke, he touched his Chrome Hearts Ring. These little details were indicative of his level as a Scum Man.

Duanmu Yunji glanced at him and, having learned from Luofeng the technique of a yin and yang master, said, "Alone or not, what is it to you? Are you a dog, by any chance?"

The young man kept smiling. "Beauty, you really have a sense of humor."

"A little Porsche isn't worth showing off; it's nothing impressive," Duanmu Yunji revealed his intentions bluntly. She wasn't bragging; to her, a regular Porsche really was somewhat lacking. Even without Luofeng, she wouldn't be short of wealthy benefactors gifting her top-of-the-line Porsches.

"I'm not familiar with your ring; it looks quite ordinary," Duanmu Yunji continued with the rhythm of a yin and yang master. "Oh, and if you like Balenciaga, their new collection seems nice. You might want to check it out," Duanmu Yunji said, intending to mess with his mind.

The young man's expression changed. He seemed somewhat helpless.

Duanmu Yunji took out her Rolls-Royce car key. "I actually like Porsches too, but my preference is for the top-of-the-line Porsche 911, which my boyfriend has."

"You..." The young man, having lost face, was about to retort, wanting to say something like, "Isn't she just some tramp relying on a man?"

But another young man held him back and apologized. "Sorry, sister-in-law, my brother is a bit ignorant."

Duanmu Yunji looked at the newcomer. "Are you the owner of that Ferrari 488?"

"Yes, I'm Duanmu Feng! He's a distant cousin of mine. Doesn't understand much. Sister-in-law, don't bother with such people."

As he spoke, Duanmu Feng slapped the back of Duanmu Lin's head hard. "Apologize to sister-in-law right now!"

"I'm sorry, sister-in-law, please forgive me." Duanmu Lin immediately admitted his mistake. After all, if his older cousin respected her so much, she clearly wasn't someone to be trifled with. Could she not be a Bai Jin girl, but an heiress? Or perhaps her boyfriend is very powerful? No kidding! Gifted a Rolls-Royce and her boyfriend drives a top-spec Porsche 911—he must be a big shot!

"It's fine. Try to be a better person from now on." Duanmu Yunji, upon seeing Duanmu Feng, said, "Since we share the same surname, I'll let it go this time." The main reason was that he knew Luofeng. Besides, it's always better to be forgiving when possible.

"By the way, sister-in-law, are you waiting for Brother Feng?" Duanmu Feng asked.

"Yes, he's coming over in a bit."

"Then I won't disturb your and Brother Feng's date. I'll apologize to Brother Feng on WeChat. Sorry for the inconvenience," Duanmu Feng spoke politely.

Duanmu Yunji remained silent. Soon, the two men left.

"Duanmu Lin, can't you keep it together? I just went to the bathroom, and you started stirring up trouble?"

"But Big Bro, she was so pretty, and such a great figure, especially her legs, a real plane ticket." Duanmu Lin reminisced about her fair skin and voluptuous long legs. A slim waist? A figure like Tuanzi? The key wasn't just size; it was that even being large, the shape was perfect.

"Heh, you think because she was dressed simply, you could just approach her, right?" Duanmu Feng knew that Duanmu Yunji wasn't wearing any branded clothes, which is why his cousin got the idea. "The last one who tried to chat her up? The whole village attended his Village Banquet."

"Damn it, that extreme? What era are we living in?" Duanmu Lin was incredulous.

"Heh, no matter the era, just try to keep a low profile if you can," Duanmu Feng advised. "There are some people you simply cannot afford to provoke."

"Then... it seems my apology lacked sincerity. Should I go back and kneel? I can kneel on both knees if needed!" Young as he was, as soon as matters of life and death came up, he became immediately anxious.

"Relax, that person wouldn't be so tyrannical. Your apology was enough, and I'll explain everything on WeChat." Duanmu Feng knew his cousin hadn't done anything too outrageous, and Luofeng wasn't likely to seek retribution.

However, after Luofeng read the message Duanmu Feng sent, he also started to laugh. So, Wu Yufan made another contribution?

「About half an hour later.」

Luofeng arrived at the Starbucks in the SKP Mall.

Duanmu Yunji got up happily and took Luofeng's arm. Luofeng experienced her panda-like closeness. Though, this morning, when she was snuggling in his arms, that closeness had been truly unbeatable.

"I'll tell you something interesting."

As soon as she began to speak, Luofeng asked with a laugh, "Have you been hit on again?"

"No, it's Lin Xiaoyun. She set a 1,000 yuan spending limit verification on her bank card, infuriating the Little Fox, and now the Little Fox is off to settle scores with Lin Xiaoyun."

Luofeng nodded, smiling. "I was wondering why I hadn't seen that Little Fox around. Turns out there was such a tricky operation at play?"

"HAHA!" Duanmu Yunji's merry laughter soon drew the attention of those around them.

Everyone glanced at her slender waist, long legs, and perky behind. All the men envied Luofeng. After all, the affection between the two was obvious; it was not the Bai Jin kind but the kind with genuine feeling. Could a relationship based on money truly have the flavor of romance? That would be strange indeed.

"You didn't buy anything?" Luofeng quickly noticed the issue.

"I didn't find anything I wanted to buy," Duanmu Yunji handed the bank card to Luofeng.

"Well, let's go, let's go. Since I'm here, I'll take you shopping. I know my Miss Ferrari is a good girl, but you still have to buy." Luofeng tousled Duanmu Yunji's hair. If it weren't for his 185 cm height, such a gesture would have been impossible. Lin Xiaoyun trying this? Dream on. At 170 cm, she's not even as tall as Duanmu Yunji.

Duanmu Yunji was somewhat embarrassed. "Actually, it's not necessary. I'm at school most of the time; it's better to keep a low profile."

"Could it be that being too high-profile attracts some yin and yang masters?" Luofeng teased.

"Yes, you know how it is. There are too many sour fruits, and quite a few yin and yang masters. When I drove the Ferrari before, there were already some rumors," Duanmu Yunji said helplessly.

"Wow, really? I thought students at the Official Music University were supposed to be of high quality?" Luofeng said jokingly.

"You're starting again, you yin and yang master." Duanmu Yunji gave a coquettish huff and pinched him. Good grades? What do they have to do with character?

"But this can't go on. I, Luofeng, won't let my Little Fairy suffer any indignities. The fact that my Little Fairy is being bullied? That needs looking into."

Luofeng led Duanmu Yunji by the hand, leaving Starbucks. He began to think. Indeed, Duanmu Yunji hadn't been wealthy before. Suddenly driving a Ferrari would make anyone assume the worst—that she must have been supported by a rich man. So? Luofeng remembered the Donation Mission Card and opened it immediately. It offered a designated reward: his piano skill would be increased to performance level.