I am not just a tycoon

Chapter 509: Chapter 344 Too Strong_2

“How are we supposed to change?”

“I don’t want to be your girlfriend anymore, I’ll be your lover from now on, okay?”

Fang Minhui asked softly, with a glimmer of tears in her eyes.

“Hmm?”

Shen Yuan didn’t quite understand—this wasn’t like the class belle, had someone brainwashed her?

“Chen Ling advised me to do this, and after thinking it over myself, I feel it’s the right choice. Being a girlfriend is too exhausting, being a lover sounds much nicer.”

Fang Minhui had her own understanding of what a lover meant. She could do all the things a girlfriend could do, but the key was being able to relax with each other; being with Shen Yuan wouldn’t have to feel like a burden.

However, accepting this role was actually a bit of a compromise for her. Once she said it out loud, tears inevitably began to fall.

Shen Yuan pulled her back to sit by his side again, “Lover doesn’t sound good, I will always think of you as my babe.”

Fang Minhui wiped her tears, sobbing, “If I’m your babe, then what about Teacher Lih? She’s not your Beibei, is she?”

Shen Yuan selectively avoided the question, gently wiping away her tears, “Don’t think too much, as long as we don’t split up, the nature of our relationship isn’t important at all.”

In reality, Shen Yuan had no concrete concept of girlfriend or lover; as long as the NPCs were happy, whatever role he took on was fine.

After all, he wasn’t going to make it public.

But the class belle managing to see things his way was something to genuinely thank Chen Ling for, it seemed those small favours in the past had paid off.

That’s the importance of getting along well with the girlfriends of close female friends.

If you encounter a petty friend, if you haven’t fostered a good relationship, they might not only fail to help you, but they could also trip you up at any minute, making things much more difficult.

But with friends like Chen Ling, recalling past favors, they might even give you a helping hand when needed.

In any case, it’s all beneficial and harmless.

Once her emotions stabilized, Fang Minhui nestled in Shen Yuan’s embrace, “Yuan Babe, I’ve lost weight.”

“Oh? Let me have a look.”

Shen Yuan raised an eyebrow, “Doesn’t seem like there’s any change though.”

Fang Minhui murmured, “I’ve definitely lost weight… Chen Ling even said my face looks sharper.”

“Really? But I haven’t noticed any difference.”

“Yuan Babe…”

Fang Minhui lifted her fair chin.

“Hmm?”

“How can you feel the change in my face when you’re touching my chest?”

Fang Minhui said with a troubled frown.

“Oops, how can I just not control my hand?”

Shen Yuan said this, but his hand didn’t stop its actions in the slightest.

Fang Minhui’s cheeks gradually turned from pale to crimson, however, when Shen Yuan’s hand reached under her clothes, she held his hand, “Yuan Babe.”

“What’s up?”

“Are mine bigger, or are Teacher Lih’s?”

Fang Minhui asked softly.

“This strange competitive desire you girls have…”

Shen Yuan curled his lip, “How would I know that? I haven’t touched both at the same time.”

“So, you’ve already touched Teacher Lih’s.”

Shen Yuan laughed, “So you’re trying to trap me into a confession?”

“No, I’m just curious.”

Fang Minhui looked at Shen Yuan seriously, “Who’s better in bed, me or Teacher Lih?”

Shen Yuan really wanted to answer that both were comfortable, but under such circumstances, he could only be vague, “I’ve forgotten.”

“Yuan Babe.”

“Hmm?”

“Love me…”

….

If he’d managed to appease two-thirds earlier, then in the following two hours, he filled up the remaining one-third as well.

Shen Yuan had actually fantasized about having the class belle and Teacher Lih in the same bed.

Teacher and student duo, one dressed in a teacher’s OL attire, holding a ruler, the other in school uniform, toting a backpack—now wouldn’t that scene be interesting?

Even cross-dressing could be fun, like having Teacher Lih play the student and the class belle as the teacher.

That would surely be entertaining.

As for Lih Meng… the spot on the floor by the door will always be reserved for her.

…

The next day, after finishing the lovingly prepared breakfast by Fang Minhui, Shen Yuan got into the Alphard headed to the airport.

The class belle’s cooking skills were, to put it mildly, not commendable; she really needed to take lessons from Nana, or else he’d be too scared to eat at her place next time.

It was just a bowl of noodles, but they were overcooked and oversalted, and even the fried egg was burnt on both sides.

Shen Yuan could only take a couple of polite bites.

Luckily, the conscientious Ji Ya had bought him breakfast. Last time, Shen Yuan had mentioned in passing that Fang Minhui couldn’t cook, so Ji Ya made sure to get breakfast this time.

If he had come from Chen Na’s place, Ji Ya definitely wouldn’t have bought it.

Sitting in the second row of the Alphard, Shen Yuan munched on his McDonald’s breakfast while saying, “You came with the driver this time; is there something you need to talk about?”

“Yes, boss, would you like me to discuss it after you finish eating, or shall I start now?” Ji Ya asked.

“Speak now.”

Shen Yuan said, biting into the crispy Potato Pancakes.

For a while, Shen Yuan had a particular fondness for McDonald’s Potato Pancakes, and even after so long, the taste hadn’t changed.

“First off, concerning Jingfu Health, Yingzi has reported that there is a monthly summary conference and a phase report on improvement measures next week. Would you like to participate?”

“No need.”

Shen Yuan waved his hand, “Just have her send the meeting minutes and key points to my email.”

“Alright.”

Ji Ya continued, “There’s also something about the foundation from Long Jinghan. Since you last mentioned wanting to donate to universities, the foundation staff have reached out to both Nanda and Xiangtan University.”

“Nanda responded quite quickly; a deputy vice-chancellor who is in charge wants to meet with you, and they also wish to invite you to visit the school for research and inspection.”

Shen Yuan hummed a response, “Wait until I’m back from Shanghai. Also, have Long Jinghan look into Nanda’s research teams to see if there are any projects that could benefit the public once they are successfully developed.”

“Do you plan to donate to these research teams, boss?”

“Not necessarily; it depends on the project and whether the team actually needs the funds. The main focus is still on support for impoverished students and incentives for students who excel both academically and morally.”

Shen Yuan currently had 20 million in donation funds that needed to be given away completely to activate the next phase of the entrepreneur task.

In society, as long as you have money and want to donate, it is easy to do so, but Shen Yuan didn’t want to donate carelessly just to fulfill System’s task. The key was to put the money where it’s needed.

“Understood.”

Ji Ya immediately jotted down the two points Shen Yuan mentioned in her notes—human memory is limited, and using tools makes it much easier.

Otherwise, what was remembered one moment could easily be forgotten the next, and no matter how hard one tries, it can’t be recalled.

“Another thing is regarding Mr. Sha from Mu Medical; I’ve already coordinated the schedule with his assistant. He expressed that he will send a car for the airport pickup. Would you like to take the hotel car or the one arranged by Mr. Sha?”

“Mr. Sha’s sounds good.”

Shen Yuan figured that since Sha Yongshan was playing host this time, he might as well let him enjoy the honor.

The Alphard smoothly arrived at the airport, and the driver, Old Xiang, got Shen Yuan’s suitcase out, while Ji Ya waved goodbye on the side: “Safe travels, boss.”

“Alright, you guys head back.”

Shen Yuan waved, passing through security and entering the VIP passage.

The familiar VIP lounge, with the usual priority boarding. Before takeoff, Shen Yuan browsed through his social media and unexpectedly came across an update from Zhu Qingrou.

“Touchdown in Shanghai~ Taylor Swift, I’m here~”

Below was a photo of the airport and the location tagged as Shanghai Airport.

Today is the day this mixed-race girl goes to the concert.

Old Zhu, Old Zhu, don’t blame your brother for not being decent. If anyone’s to blame, it’s your daughter for borrowing 20,000 yuan from me.

After some thought, Shen Yuan sent her a picture of himself on the plane and added the message: “What a coincidence, I’m also headed to Shanghai today.”

Then, Shen Yuan sent the same photo to Zhou Peiwei: “Peiwei, I’m already en route, when will you arrive?”

He had also asked Zhou Peiwei to join this trip; this rich heiress at first said she might not be free, but last night she sent a message saying she was available the next couple of days and could join Shen Yuan for a stroll.

Just another woman who says one thing and means another.

As the plane took off, Shen Yuan stopped worrying about whether they had replied to his WeChat, sitting in his business class seat, gazing out the window, he couldn’t help but smile brightly: “Shanghai, here I come!”