She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

"Brother Fu Yan..."

Song Zhilan wanted to laugh, but couldn't open his lips. His expression was a little strange, and his voice was trembling slightly: "I'm here to give you something."

Shen Weicang regained his gentle and elegant appearance: "Are you Yan Cang's friend? How come I have never seen you before?"

Song Zhilan had seen her true colors, and didn't say a word to her. He just said to Fu Yancang: "Brother Fu Yan..."

Fu Yancang suddenly interrupted her:

"You can call me Fu Yancang. I don't call you that name anymore. Don't call me brother either. Cangcang will feel insecure and get jealous."

Shen Weicang was speechless. It was not worth it for him to make her jealous. In the past, she had quarreled with Fu Yancang and was angry with him just to make an excuse to get him to transfer money.

She smiled and put her arm around Fu Yan, pinching his back hard with her hands: "Yan Cang, you always say this to me, making others think that I am jealous, but I am not."

Fu Yancang pinched her mischievous hand and apologized repeatedly: "Okay, I expressed it inappropriately."

He looked at Song Zhilan with a happy smile on his face:

"Why are you here? Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, Shen Weicang."

Then, he turned to Shen Weicang:

"This is my former schoolmate. We went to the same high school, but in a different grade. His name is Song Zhilan."

The word "alumni" made Song Zhilan's heart feel like someone had covered it with a wet towel and twisted it hard, making it feel stuffy and painful.

Shen Weicang leaned against Fu Yancang's side and smiled at Song Zhilan generously and calmly: "Hello, Zhilan."

"Senior Sister Shen."

Song Zhilan glanced at Shen Weicang briefly and looked away with some inferiority. It turned out that Fu Yanyan liked such a radiant girl.

Since she was going to be the host on stage, Shen Weicang put on heavy makeup, with curled eyelashes, gold powder on her eyeshadow, and fiery red lips.

If ordinary people put on such heavy makeup, it would look very abrupt when viewed from a close distance.

But this kind of makeup makes Shen Weicang's face even more radiant, and it seems that her whole body is shining under the light.

She was still wearing the white dress she had worn on the stage just now, and she stood next to Fu Yancang in her high heels, reaching his chin. The two of them matched perfectly from head to toe.

Looking at myself, I was wearing a simple white short-sleeved plaid jacket and wide-leg jeans, with no makeup on.

I didn't realize it just now, but now I realize how inferior I am in front of Shen Weicang.

She wanted to turn around and run away, but she saw the bracelet casually held in Shen Weicang's right hand, and remembered the conversation between the two of them she had just heard and her aggressive tone.

Song Zhilan bit her lip and said to Fu Yancang:

"Fu Yan...Fu Yancang, Auntie asked me to bring you a card, but I didn't bring it with me tonight."

She took out her phone with a trembling heart:

"Can you add a contact number? I'll send it to you when it's convenient for you."

"No need," Fu Yancang said directly.

"Cang Cang will have classes in classroom 306 on the third floor of teaching building No. tomorrow morning. You can just take her there."

A card?

Shen Weicang's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Fu Yancang with sparkling eyes:

"Yan Cang, why did your mother suddenly send you a card?"

He had never mentioned his parents and family to her, and he didn't even go home during the winter and summer vacations. He worked part-time to earn money in his free time. Shen Weicang just thought he was a poor student.

The reason she was willing to date him was because he was a well-known figure in school. It would make her proud to have such a popular person as her boyfriend.

Anyway, she was not short of money, and Yue Baiqing would transfer money to her every now and then.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yancang was quite wealthy. He worked three jobs to help her pay for her tuition, gave her living expenses every month, and bought her gifts from time to time.

Shen Weicang is a person who will take advantage of every inch. Sensing that there is still room for exploitation of Fu Yancang, he has been testing his limits.

Just now she could feel that she had touched his bottom line, and she had already planned in her mind to find an excuse to dump Fu Yancang after a while.

As luck would have it, he seemed to have some money again.

Fu Yancang knew that this was his mother compromising with him. Seeing Cangcang's curious look, he smiled gently:

"I had some issues with my family before, and I guess my parents are no longer mad at me."

Song Zhilan couldn't help but persuade:

"Fu Yan...Fu Yancang, uncle, aunt, and grandpa Fu are no longer angry. They just didn't take the initiative to contact you because they couldn't let go of their pride."

"Auntie also asked me to help tell you that dating requires a lot of money, and asked you to stop being angry with your family."

Fu Yancang nodded: "I understand, thank you. It's getting late, you should go back to the dormitory and rest."

Song Zhilan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Where are you going to class tomorrow? I'll send the card to you, shall I?"

Fu Yancang frowned slightly: "Didn't I tell you to just send it to Cang Cang?"

Song Zhilan didn't want to give the card to Shen Weicang.

She had just asked Fu Yan for an excessive gift. If she gave this card to Shen Weicang, Fu Yan would still have to work part-time, so she couldn't help him at all.

She acted a little timid: "Auntie asked me to give you the card, I'm worried that she will ask me..."

"She knows that I'm in a relationship, so what's wrong with giving my daughter-in-law a little gift?" Fu Yancang said as a matter of course.

"If she asks you, just tell her directly that she gave it to Cang Cang. She won't be angry."

Seeing that Song Zhilan was about to say something, Shen Weicang saw that she was rejecting him openly and covertly, and he knew why with a quick guess.

She blinked and said to Fu Yancang coquettishly:

"Yan Cang, please don't talk nonsense. It's not certain whether we can get married or not, and who will be your wife. And Auntie hasn't even met me yet, how can I have the nerve to take the gift?"

Without waiting for Fu Yancang to speak, she continued:

"Since Zhilan said so, don't make it difficult for her. Ask her to send it to you tomorrow."

Anyway, if she gave it to him, it would soon be in her hands. When it came to money, Shen Weicang never bothered.

"Tomorrow afternoon, 209 on the second floor of Teaching Building No. ," Fu Yancang said, and then said to Shen Weicang,

"You don't have class tomorrow afternoon, why don't you come to my classroom?"

Shen Weicang pretended not to understand: "Why? I want to go back to sleep tomorrow afternoon."

"I only have two classes tomorrow afternoon. After class, I'll take you to buy gifts."

Fu Yancang didn't want to have any contact with Song Zhilan alone. Even though it was just a card, he didn't dare to say it in front of others because Cangcang would be jealous, so he had to use the gift as an excuse.

Shen Weicang glanced at Song Zhilan and said with a smile: "Okay, we can make an appointment and I will take you to his classroom."

After Song Zhilan left, Shen Weicang pretended to be puzzled and asked tentatively:

"Yan Cang, what kind of conflict did you have with your family? Why did they not care about your tuition and living expenses and let you work so hard?"

Fu Yancang saw her blinking eyes and looking at him curiously, and he couldn't help but be moved, so he came over and kissed her: "They want to arrange for me to go into business in the future, but I don't want to."

Shen Weicang pushed him away:

"Who asked you to kiss me? Don't think that what happened just now will just go away. I still remember it. If the gift you give me tomorrow is not good enough, just wait!"

Fu Yancang took her in his arms and walked into the dressing room: "Okay, I'm going to give Cangcang the best gift in the world."

"boast."

Song Zhilan returned to the dormitory. Some of his roommates had gone to take a shower, some were doing skin care, and some were already lying in bed.

When I saw her come back, I greeted her. I could see that she seemed to be in a bad mood, so I tactfully didn't ask any more questions.

She sat down at her desk, took the card out of her pocket, and pursed her lips.

Shen Weicang was here tonight, so she didn't give the card to Fu Yan, fearing that Shen Weicang would take it away if she gave it to him.

Unexpectedly, after so many twists and turns, it still fell into Shen Weicang's hands.

Why would Fu Yan fall in love with such a materialistic person? Is it just because she is beautiful?