In the end, the two old men couldn't resist the allure of the painting and shamelessly approached Yuan Shanshan. Feng Nanhong coughed awkwardly, rubbing his hands together, "Could you do us two old men a favor and sell us this painting?" Hearing this, Yuan Shanshan glared fiercely at Feng Nanhong, then gently stroked the painting, resolutely saying, "Not for sale!" Eventually, Feng Nanhong had to leave dejectedly, dragging away the blushing Shi Keqiang. Although they didn't have a deep relationship with Yuan Shanshan, she was nonetheless an internationally renowned designer who had helped them often; continuing would be unwise now that she had refused. Compared to offending Yuan Shanshan, giving up on this painting was a better choice. Seeing the two old men leave, the other men who wanted to see the painting didn't dare approach. They wanted to buy it too but admitted their own capabilities were not as strong as the two elders, and even their relationship with Yuan Shanshan was not as deep. But Zheng Rou, who was beside Yuan Shanshan, didn't care, given her close relationship with Yuan Shanshan. She didn't need to worry about these things; she could just ask Yuan Shanshan to have Hao Jian paint her one. As for Hao Jian, at that moment he was surrounded by various beauties, not wearing a single cheap item, whether Dior earrings or other luxury goods. Eyeing these women helplessly, Hao Jian showed a look of resignation. Ever since he handed the scroll to Yuan Shanshan, those two old men had hounded her, and came over to him, chattering away to make him paint for these women. But when it comes to painting, Hao Jian always does it casually. Asking him to seriously paint for these women was truly impossible for him. Even if he could do it, he was too lazy to. After all, he didn't know these women at all, and even if they paid him, he still wouldn't want to paint; he wasn't short on money. Xie Ping had an ugly expression; tonight was supposed to be his moment to shine, yet unexpectedly it was ruined by such a man. His gaze fell on the painting in the trash can, the painting he had painstakingly acquired, now quietly lying in the trash. Hands clenched tightly, fingertips white, inside an angry turmoil, Xie Ping's eyes blazed with fury. When those two artists he respected scrambled for this kid's painting, he already knew the gap between himself and this guy. But this kid, knowing full well the gap between them, still wanted to humiliate him, the slap resounding loudly. Inside, he screamed furiously, why did this man do this to him?! He had just said a few words, and he wanted his image to collapse completely?! Feeling indignant and humiliated, Xie Ping caught a glimpse of Hao Jian smirking coldly, his mouth curled slightly. Would this guy no longer pester Shanshan in the future? If this guy dared to pester her again, he'd make sure he stayed far away... Thinking of this, Hao Jian's eyes flickered with a hidden chill. If he weren't a friend of Yuan Shanshan, he would have sent someone to deal with him long ago for daring to covet his woman. After the ups and downs of the banquet, Hao Jian was holding Yuan Shanshan's hand as they walked out of the restaurant, but somehow the restaurant's owner got wind of it, personally came to Hao Jian, and asked him to make a painting. But ultimately, Hao Jian refused. He had already gained enough attention today, and he wasn't sure if he'd return to this restaurant to eat in the future, so he didn't care about such favors. After all, Hao Jian hadn't accepted favors from those women, let alone from the restaurant's owner. As for Xie Ping, he had already left, finding an excuse to leave the restaurant, the place where he had lost face. Driving, Hao Jian took Yuan Shanshan home, and after some intimacy, he reluctantly left her doorstep, but as soon as Yuan Shanshan entered her home, her brother looked at her with an unmistakable expression, making her face flush red. She eventually said something and closed her bedroom door. "Brat! Still staring?!" "Tsk tsk tsk, brother-in-law is powerful, but my pocket money is running out, should I ask him for some?" "Hao Jian, tomorrow is Saturday, I'm going with my roommates and some club friends to Yuanjiang City next door to do some extreme rafting." Just got home, Hao Jian received a call from Lin Qingxue. Hearing what she said, Hao Jian chuckled helplessly, looks like he really has a lot going on these days! No need to guess; this girl definitely wanted to take him along to solve some problems for her, otherwise she wouldn't have said it . Given Lin Qingxue's charm, it's not uncommon for her to encounter admirers in school, and although Hao Jian had many times waited outside with a car for her, letting others know Lin Qingxue was spoken for, there would always be people who thought too highly of themselves, believing that with their charm they could steal her away. "What time? Should I pick you up?" Rubbing his slightly swollen eyes, Hao Jian chuckled lightly, trying to not appear so tired. "Hehe, I knew you were the best. Let's meet at my school gate at eight tomorrow morning. You can come pick me up. I'm not used to taking the bus." Hao Jian nodded and hung up the phone with a smile. The next morning, Hao Jian got up on time, freshened up, ate breakfast, and headed downstairs to fetch the car that Spice Ginger had sent over last night. It was a BMW worth over four hundred thousand yuan and was the cheapest among Spice Ginger's cars. But this couldn't be helped; it was Hao Jian's request. This time, he didn't want to draw attention by arriving in an overly luxurious car, lest Lin Qingxue's classmates form opinions about her, which could make the girl feel uncomfortable. Driving slowly, Hao Jian arrived at the entrance of Lin Qingxue's school and saw a small bus parked there, one that could seat just over twenty people. Luckily, Lin Qingxue was sharp-eyed and spotted Hao Jian sitting in the car immediately. Hearing her shout, Hao Jian smiled and maneuvered the car over. "Hehe, Hao Jian, you're here!" Lin Qingxue ran to the front of Hao Jian's car with her Chanel handbag, smiling brightly at him. Meanwhile, a man organizing the crowd near the bus had his eyes on Lin Qingxue. When he saw her running to the BMW smiling, his face immediately darkened. But before he could go over to pull Lin Qingxue away, a man got out of the car, and Lin Qingxue intimately took the man's arm and walked over with him. The man snorted, turned his head away, and didn't bother looking for trouble with Hao Jian. In school, he often heard that Lin Qingxue had a boyfriend. However, he never believed anyone could win her over and pursued her relentlessly himself. While pursuing Lin Qingxue, he faced many setbacks and often wanted to give up. Now, seeing Lin Qingxue smiling and chatting with this man, despite never smiling at him, a fire of envy ignited in his heart. "President, is this guy Lin Qingxue's man?" Teng Ziwei, the president of the school's college-level Student Council, naturally had many underlings. Better put, members of the club. The person speaking was Qi Hai, the head of a department in the Student Council. Hua City University's Student Council had seven or eight departments regardless of whether it was school-level or college-level, and the people managing these were at director level. As for the members of each department, they were the officers. Directors had their own officers, and as the president, Teng Ziwei naturally had these seven or eight directors as his officers. Teng Ziwei couldn't be bothered to talk with his subordinate. He snorted and turned his head to command his officers to get to work. All students, what's the big deal? Seeing this guy acting so high and mighty, Qi Hai was quite displeased. After all, he was a director yet being ordered around by this guy—what was that all about? But Qi Hai didn't say a word and obediently continued with his work. After all, he was in his third year, and soon he would be going out for an internship. At that time, he would have to pass on his position. But within the club, there was an evaluation metric, which was quite important for finding an internship. "Hehe, I knew you had something on your mind when you called last night. Turns out we guessed right, you got Hao Jian over again." Seeing Lin Qingxue intimately holding Hao Jian's arm as they walked over, Molan, along with Ailin and Ye Ni, went up to them giggling. Lin Qingxue blushed slightly at their words and pinched Hao Jian's waist hard when she noticed his helpless look, making him grin in pain. This girl's strength is getting stronger and stronger. "But I see Teng Ziwei's gaze towards you has been getting weirder lately. You should be careful. Also, your man, I bet he'll take on your man." Listening to Molan refer to him as 'your man' repeatedly, Lin Qingxue blushed even more, yet she nodded and looked at Hao Jian, her eyes filled with inquiry. Seeing the situation, Hao Jian simply shrugged and smiled, "Do whatever you want to do. As long as that guy dares to make a move, I'll dare to deal with him." Upon hearing this, Lin Qingxue finally smiled. With Hao Jian's assurance, she felt at ease. No matter what Teng Ziwei did, he was just a student, while Hao Jian was not—a person everyone looked up to. She had no worries ever since she called Hao Jian over.