I am not just a tycoon-Chapter 469 - 331: Song and Dance Troupe

Seeing this message, Shen Yuan remembered that Qiao Lei and the class belle were in the same building. He pulled aside a corner of the blinds to see if the girls across were all spying on him.

Sure enough, on the opposite corridor, besides the girls’ intimate garments hanging, there were curious faces peeking out.

But now, since the blinds were closed, those gossiping girls couldn’t see much, deflating like punctured balls, all retreating back to their dorms.

"In the middle of the day, you’re not napping but peeping!"

Shen Yuan cursed to himself before replying to Qiao Lei, "Daddy is busy with work."

Qiao Lei, "Pish! What kind of work requires you to pull the curtains?"

Shen Yuan couldn’t be bothered to reply to her. The more he responded to Qiao Lei, the more fired up she got.

Qiao Lei, "Feeling guilty, huh? Spill it, which girl did you invite over?"

Ignoring her only intensified things. Shen Yuan directly replied, "Looks like you need more education, wasn’t last night’s lesson enough?"

Qiao Lei, "/pout, jpg/ Fine, don’t tell me then."

That night, Qiao Lei had a tough time. Having never ridden a horse before, Shen Yuan forced her to perform 10 minutes of horsemanship.

As one would expect.

This time, Shen Yuan thought about bringing Qiao Lei for a big showdown, but it was a bit tricky operationally-speaking. Forget whether Qiao Lei was willing, the class belle certainly wouldn’t accept it.

He really wanted the class belle to start training classes, to teach those NPCs proper horsemanship and endurance.

Probably thanks to the dance training from childhood, waist strength, stamina, and flexibility were essential.

Shen Yuan leaned on the sofa, quietly waiting for the class belle to arrive. This sofa, picked by Fu Yingzi, was moderately soft, providing decent support—certainly no match for the ones at home, but okay for occasional use.

Thinking of Fu Yingzi, Shen Yuan sent her a message to come and stand guard for him.

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He worried about some careless junior coming here to eavesdrop, after all, being a celebrity on the International campus, he might already have some dedicated fans.

Fu Yingzi had been at school for the first couple of days of term, so she quickly replied. It wasn’t the first time she was doing such chores; before with Long Jinghan or the class belle in the office, Yingzi was always bustling around.

Shen Yuan waited a few minutes. With the class belle still not arriving, he simply lay on the sofa to rest, and soon, he fell asleep.

When he woke up, he felt his nose blocked and mumblingly opened his eyes, only to find Fang Minhui pinching his nose.

"You dare wake me up after being late!"

Shen Yuan pulled her over in one motion, and with a yelp, Fang Minhui lost her balance and ended up lying on top of him.

"There’s no such thing as being late, it’s only been 10 minutes, and it takes time to walk over!"

Fang Minhui pouted, rubbing her chin against Shen Yuan’s chest, tickling him.

Shen Yuan asked, "Are you still staying on campus, didn’t I buy you a place?"

"I came back today just to pack up some dorm stuff."

Speaking of this, Fang Minhui seemed a bit sentimental, "Seeing the bed I’ve slept in for three years and the desk I’ve used for three years, I really feel reluctant. I’ve decorated it with lots of things I like, like my favorite stickers, a pink bed canopy, my cartoon lampshade..."

Shen Yuan listened quietly, then pinched her nostril: "If you’re really attached, you can stay for another term."

"Forget it, I can’t get along with my roommate anymore, we’re always at odds. And even if I went back, I wouldn’t feel the same... Okay, I won’t explain further, actually I prefer the big house you bought me."

Fang Minhui said somewhat sheepishly.

"Heh, you hypocrite, pretending to be sentimental."

Shen Yuan patted her perky butt, soft yet springy.

"Hmph, I am not!"

Fang Minhui retorted, "You think I’m like you, always seeking novelty and getting tired of the old."

"How have I been seeking novelty and getting tired of the old?"

I can admit I like novelty, but I definitely don’t tire of the old... Shen Yuan thought to himself determinately.

Fang Minhui tilted her exquisite chin, "You are exactly like that! Look at today’s inauguration ceremony; you spoke so much to the freshman girls but never gave a speech to the seniors."

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Shen Yuan thought, was it up to me not to speak to the seniors? They don’t have such collective events, and the school didn’t invite me either.

If a girl wants to pick at you, she can always find such inexplicable reasons, but Shen Yuan guessed the class belle was probably just jealous.

"What’s up, you’re jealous over such little things?"

Fang Minhui pursed her lips, "I’m not jealous."

Shen Yuan chuckled, whether she was jealous or not was written all over her face, yet she claimed otherwise.

"From the dorm to here, all I heard along the way was discussions about you."

Fang Minhui gritted her teeth and pinched Shen Yuan’s ear: "Yuan Babe, you’re a bit too popular now."

"They just entered college, they like focusing on these trivial things. Once this brief passion fades, they’ll forget."

Shen Yuan patted her other perky butt: "Besides, think about it, the man all the girls in the school can’t get is right now beneath you, they’d be green with envy if they knew!"

"Hah, you’re manipulating me again!"

Fang Minhui bit Shen Yuan’s cheek lightly: "And you exaggerated saying all the school girls, surely not every girl at International Campus likes you?"

Shen Yuan boasted, "Who knows."

"Oh, that could be, especially last semester at the startup hub..."

Fang Minhui’s voice faded. During the startup hub, Shen Yuan had chosen a few pretty girls, some of whom were quite renowned in the school.

Like Shi Zhixuan who danced ethnic dances, Peang Yayun from the 175 aviation major who had already graduated, and Aisha from Xinjiang Province.