I am not just a tycoon-Chapter 462 - 328: Oh no! Shen Yuan is back at school! _2

Liew Menglu couldn’t help but think back to the days when she worked as a fitness instructor, driving a small Venza, strolling through malls or buying groceries, always attracting men who struck up conversations.

Ever since she started driving a Porsche, fewer men approached her. It was later that Liew Menglu realized it was because the 911 made those men feel intimidated.

Indeed, a woman driving a Venza seemed approachable, but a 911 created a strong sense of distance.

Life always changed when you least expected it.

Thinking of this, Liew Menglu couldn’t help but glance at Shen Yuan, the man who had elevated her from her previous social class.

Yet the more she thought about it, the more she feared losing everything.

She now lived in a lavish 165-square-meter home, drove a two-million-yuan sports car, dined at upscale restaurants, and shopped at high-end malls.

Could she ever go back?

Go back to the rental house, to driving a Venza, to eating at group-buy restaurants, to chasing discounts on Singles’ Day?

Liew Menglu felt she couldn’t return, and the thought scared her even in her dreams.

She was completely trapped by Shen Yuan now.

Shen Yuan noticed Liew Menglu’s gaze and raised an eyebrow, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

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"You’re the only man here. Who else should I be looking at?"

Liew Menglu smiled charmingly, her eyes seemed to sparkle with a seductive allure, and her tone carried a hint of coquettishness.

At the same time, Shen Yuan felt an itch on his calf; it was Liew Menglu rubbing his calf with the tip of her foot while gazing at him affectionately.

"Bitch,"

Shen Yuan cursed internally, but he actually quite enjoyed it. Liew Menglu’s body was incredibly flexible, and she had recently been practicing yoga, always managing angles he hadn’t imagined possible with her delicate feet.

"Bitch!"

It was Qiao Lei who cursed internally this time as she watched Liew Menglu’s expression and heard her syrupy tone, knowing she was seducing Shen Yuan.

Liew Menglu wasn’t reckless; she only did this under the dining table that was covered by a tablecloth.

Her thoughts were quite simple. Since Shen Yuan had drained all possible use out of her professionally, all that was left was her innate talent in this area.

After the meal, the two chefs felt relieved; not being criticized was already more than enough for them.

While cleaning up the dining area and the kitchen, they envied the presence of not the same two girls who had come before, surprised that Mr. Shen had brought three different girls this time.

And all three were exceptionally beautiful, the type you couldn’t easily find on the streets.

It’s good to be wealthy—

What were scarce resources for ordinary people meant nothing to a wealthy man like Mr. Shen.

In the evening, the four of them went for a walk to digest their food, followed by a "pool party" wasting a poolfull of water, then watched a movie in the basement home theater.

To fairly distribute his attention, Shen Yuan had Qiao Lei on his left and Long Jinghan on his right, positioning Liew Menglu to lie between his legs.

He played a game of even distribution.

...

After a few leisurely days, Shen Yuan had to attend an opening ceremony as a student representative.

During these days, apart from navigating his social circles, he had also visited a charity foundation in Star City to learn about management.

Although smaller in scale and funds compared to Shen Yuan’s wealth, the foundation boasted an experienced staff and superb organizational structure, and had been established for many years.

The president, who had been running a pharmaceutical company in Star City and dedicating himself to charity for over a decade, was introduced to Shen Yuan by Hua Zhongkui during a dinner where the topic of the charity foundation was brought up.

Successfully running a charity foundation was no easy task, especially now with many charities and nonprofit organizations competing for limited donation resources.

Companies and individual donors often compared the reputation, project effectiveness, and financial transparency of different funds before making a decision.

Although Shen Yuan had a dedicated charity fund of fifty million yuan, expanding and strengthening it required more than the efforts of one individual.

Being new to this field, Shen Yuan still had much to learn.

On the morning of September 2nd, under the scorching sun, Shen Yuan drove his G63 back to the long-missed International campus.

The opening ceremony was scheduled for 10 a.m., but Shen Yuan wanted to stroll around the campus first and check if Old Cao and Old Huang had changed at all.

Every year after summer vacation, he always felt that his classmates seemed to gain a bit of weight, especially the burly Old Cao.

However, Old Huang was an oddity; instead of gaining weight, he lost some. When asked how he managed it, he wouldn’t tell, though Shen Yuan knew his E drive had gained an extra dozen GB over the summer.

The silver G63 was quite conspicuous on campus; besides the upperclassmen who had seen the car before, many freshmen in military training uniforms also turned to look.

Shen Yuan cheekily rolled down his window, letting everyone "admire" his profile.

There were definitely boys who loathed Shen Yuan’s show-off attitude, and girls who were smitten too, including a girl who had been kicked out of the entrepreneurship base last semester but was still not giving up, now stirring up the chat groups.

"Urgent news! Shen Yuan has returned to campus!"

"Is it that guy who drove the silver Benz G-Class and invested 10 million in the International campus’s entrepreneurship base?"

"What? Where? When? What’s he back for?"

"Is there going to be another entrepreneurship base selection this semester? I want to sign up! I want to apply!"

Last semester, the name Shen Yuan had already resonated across International campus; not only was he tall and handsome, but his conservative net worth was also estimated around a billion, and he had directly donated ten million to establish the entrepreneurship base for the school.

New students might still be unfamiliar, but the old students vividly remembered the name.

The chat group’s messages continued to roil, and soon someone spread a rumor, even spotting a business opportunity among the chaos.

"Thanks for the invitation, I’m in the counselor’s office and just found out that Shen Yuan will speak to the freshmen as an old student representative at the opening ceremony."

"!!!Opening ceremony?"

"Oh, but I’m already in my sophomore year... Can I still attend?"

"Front row selling freshman-year military training uniforms, blend into the training queue, limited to ten sets only!"

"I’ll take one!"

"I’ll take two!"

"I also want two!"

"..."

"Damn, they’re gone already?"

While the girls eagerly sought after these, the boys grated their teeth in frustration, as Shen Yuan had single-handedly made their quest for partners more difficult.

Whenever pursued by boys, the girls would invariably compare them to Shen Yuan.

"Not as handsome as Shen Yuan, not as tall, and no money? Oh my, how can I accept this?"

"190 cm is indeed quite tall, but what’s the use if he’s not as handsome or as wealthy as Shen Yuan? Plus, going out with guys like that makes me look like a little girl."

"He does look very delicate, but what’s the use if a guy is so dainty? Should be a bit taller to protect girls, right? And he’s not rich like Shen Yuan either. Sigh, what’s the difference between this kind of guy and a vase."

"A rich second generation with a bit of family money? But still has to ask his parents for living expenses every month, isn’t that a bit lacking in ambition?"

"....."

So, the standards that used to make dating easy in school seemed totally inadequate once compared to Shen Yuan.

The male students at International campus found it tough, thus they pinned their hopes on the new female students this year.

But just as they had eagerly awaited the new girls... lo and behold, Shen Yuan showed up on the freshmen’s opening day—the doggone guy deserved to die!

In this fevered atmosphere, both "Benz G-Class" and "Shen Yuan" quickly appeared on school social media, official blogs, forums, confession walls, and internal forums...

Meanwhile, in dorm 503, senior Huang Haibao, a fourth-year student, joined the discussion.

He openly revealed his identity as Shen Yuan’s classmate, good roommate, and close brother, expressing hope that whether senior or freshman, they shouldn’t overly focus on Shen Yuan’s private life.

Of course, for info regarding Shen Yuan’s actions and plans at the entrepreneurship base this semester, they could still privately message Senior Huang.

However, when overwhelmed by incoming friend requests, he excitedly rubbed his hands together and decisively rejected the requests from younger male students, accepting only those from female students.