Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 315 It feels so good to be "on shore"!

He deliberately emphasized the words "booked a room," his eyes filled with the resentment of a single man and the smug satisfaction of "I see right through you": "What? Did your girl stand you up? Or... hehe, all done so quickly? Going back to your doghouse this late at night?"

Ye Fan wore a lazy smile, typical of someone who had just finished eating, and deliberately provoked him: "You naturally came back after you were done having fun, right? I just came back to keep you company and play a couple of games because I was worried you'd be lonely and bored in your dorm all by yourself, son."

"Get lost!" Li Yifeng snapped like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "I'm busy making big money! I don't have time to play games with a scumbag like you! Playing games with you never leads to anything good!"

He turned his head angrily, took a deep drag of his cigarette, and sighed at the green balance on the screen: "Sigh..."

That long and heavy "sigh" perfectly encapsulates the bitterness of small investors in the stock market.

Ye Fan smiled knowingly, and didn't provoke him any further, going to wash up on his own.

The warm water washed over my body, taking away some of my fatigue.

Lying back in bed, he took out his phone. The screen's light illuminated his smiling face as he rapidly tapped the screen, connecting with several beauties, including Liu Ruyan, Xu Yunshu, and Chen Chulin.

Time slips through our fingers, and before we know it, midnight has passed.

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the next day.

Ye Fan woke up quite early, changed into a clean tracksuit, quietly went out, and ran towards the playground.

The air on the playground was fresh in the early morning, carrying the scent of dew.

Ye Fan adjusted his breathing, his steps steady, circling again and again.

Sweat gradually soaked the collar and back of his tracksuit. After six laps, he was panting heavily, his forehead covered in beads of sweat.

Just then, a vibrant voice pierced through the mist: "Ye Zi! You're running too!"

Ye Fan looked in the direction of the sound and saw Tang Yanning, who was wearing tight-fitting quick-drying sportswear, waving at him.

Her hair was tied in a neat high ponytail, which bounced behind her head with the rhythm of her running. Her face was flushed with a healthy blush, and she looked as clean and energetic as the rising sun.

Tang Yanning's voice also attracted the attention of a large group of livestock nearby.

"Good morning, Yan Ning!" Ye Fan stopped, wiped his sweat, and replied with a smile.

"Good morning! Shall we run a few laps together?" Tang Yanning ran up to his side, her breathing steady.

"Okay, but I'm almost out of energy, so you'll have to slow down." Ye Fan smiled and followed her.

The two ran a few laps side by side, but Ye Fan finally couldn't keep going and waved his hand to signal Tang Yanning to continue.

He walked to the edge of the playground, picked up his water bottle and drank a large gulp of water, his eyes following the energetic figure on the track for a while longer.

After their run, the two walked together towards the cafeteria.

The sunlight felt warm and cozy on my skin.

Tang Yanning naturally picked up a tea egg, skillfully peeled off the smooth shell to reveal the tempting dark brown egg white, and then gently placed it on Ye Fan's plate.

"Here, have some protein. You need to eat more after running." Her voice was natural and caring.

"Yes, you eat too."

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When Ye Fan returned to the dormitory, Li Yifeng was still in bed, fast asleep, snoring loudly.

Shi Kai has returned and is shaving in front of the mirror.

But Brother Ji's bed was still empty—it seems that last night's "copyright fee" successfully put him into "staying out all night" mode.

Ye Fan quickly took a shower and changed into a set of decent casual clothes.

When I came downstairs, driver Lao Li had already parked the black Maybach S400 steadily in front of the dormitory building.

Ye Fan opened the car door and sat in the back seat, saying in a deep voice, "To the company."

The car smoothly merged into the morning rush hour traffic.

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On the other side, at No. 2 Qingdao Road residential area.

Jiang Wanyi slept until the sun was high in the sky, when the glaring midday sun finally woke her from her deep sleep.

Upon opening my eyes, the first thing I saw was an unfamiliar, beautifully decorated ceiling.

As consciousness returned, the crazy memories of last night flooded back like a tide.

She moved her body slightly and was immediately gripped by a soreness that felt as if her whole body was being disassembled and reassembled, especially her waist, abdomen and inner thighs. Every slight movement pulled at her aching muscles.

She couldn't help but hiss as she gasped.

Looking around, the spacious and comfortable bedroom still held traces of last night's passion—wrinkled stockings draped casually on the back of a chair, messy sheets, and the lingering, alluring scent in the air.

Ye Fan had already disappeared; she didn't even know when he had left.

However, the physical fatigue and discomfort were overshadowed by a tremendous sense of satisfaction and security.

This spacious, bright apartment, fully furnished and equipped with appliances, is hers alone. Compared to the crowded, noisy, and utterly private eight-person dormitories at school, it's heaven!

More importantly, Ye Fan, who gave her all of this, was young, handsome, and rich—exactly the type she had always dreamed of.

A sense of relief and joy, like "coming ashore," filled her heart.

She lay on her back on the soft bed, letting out a long, satisfied breath, a lazy and content smile on her face, like a cat that had been carefully pampered and was now satiated.

As I turned to reach for my phone on the bedside table, my gaze was drawn to something else—a stack of brand-new, thick pink hundred-yuan bills, neatly pressed under the phone.

Jiang Wanyi's eyes lit up instantly!

She excitedly reached for the banknotes, and with the joy of unwrapping a gift, quickly counted them.

Thirty sheets in total! Three thousand yuan!

Almost simultaneously, she picked up her phone, the screen lit up, and an unread message from Ye Fan popped up: Buy some good food to replenish your energy.

Simple and direct, without any superfluous words, yet like this stack of cash, it is full of straightforward care and his own unique way of doing things.

"Yay—!!!" Jiang Wanyi couldn't help but cheer, holding up the heavy stack of banknotes that smelled of ink, her face beaming with pure and immense joy.

In this era, the impact and joy of receiving three thousand yuan in cash is indescribable for an ordinary college student.

This is not just about money; it's proof of being valued and pampered, the first and most direct sweet reward for her choosing this path.

Sunlight streamed through the curtains, illuminating her radiant smile and the stack of pink banknotes on the bed, a symbol of her new life.

Unlike his treatment of Chen Chulin and the others, Ye Fan did not transfer hundreds of thousands or millions of dollars directly to Jiang Wanyi.

He chose a more "down-to-earth" approach—leaving behind three thousand yuan in cash.

This takes into account that she is just a freshman like herself and the current stage of their relationship, and it is also a subtle way of controlling and observing.

Subsequent rewards will naturally increase gradually based on her performance and needs.

Ye Fan never mistreats those around him, but he has his own considerations regarding the way and pace of giving.

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