How did I become a god

Chapter 1710 Wanwan's Thoughts

Let's turn back time a little bit.

Wen Xiaoli arranged for the women to stay at the Four Seasons Apartments on the East Asia Bank Building, with each woman having a suite.

The Four Seasons Residences is the best luxury apartment hotel in Shanghai, symbolizing ultimate luxury and timeless quality.

However, nowadays, most of the apartments in Four Seasons Apartments are booked by Jinggao's Zhongrun Company, so it's rare to have any vacant apartments available for sale.

The management of Four Seasons Apartments was quite dissatisfied with this.

But wasn't it because when Jinggao first bought the East Asia Bank Building and wanted to "monopolize" it, you were unwilling to terminate the lease during negotiations?

It has basically been converted into internal hotel use.

The elevator ascended smoothly and swiftly, its interior featuring warm-toned Italian marble walls that gleamed, reflecting the four beautiful faces of Li Shuyao, Su Wanwan, and two others—each with a distinct style yet equally captivating.

The elevator doors opened, and the corridor, covered with a thick carpet, was silent, completely isolating it from the noise of the outside world.

The sweet and charming Su Wanwan walked out of the elevator with the voluptuous and intellectual Li Shuyao, the graceful Lin Xueji, and the mature and dignified Chu Jinghong.

"Sister Shuyao, Jinghong, Xuexue, see you later."

"See you soon."

The four women, sweating after exercising, said goodbye to each other in the corridor, all wanting to take a shower as soon as possible to clean themselves.

Su Wanwan found her room, took out her exquisite and luxurious room card, and swiped it lightly. The heavy solid wood door of the suite slid open silently.

What comes into view is an extremely spacious living room. The floor-to-ceiling windows act like giant picture frames, capturing the dazzling night view of Lujiazui.

In the center of the living room is a sofa from the top Italian brand Minotti, which looks incredibly comfortable, with its velvet fabric gleaming softly under the light.

The coffee table is crafted from a single piece of natural jade, its texture resembling a landscape painting. In the corner sits a German Steinway grand piano, its matte black body silent yet radiating a quiet elegance.

A subtle fragrance filled the air—the scent of cedar and white musk, serene and sophisticated. This living room alone surpassed that of ordinary homes, luxurious yet understated, with every detail subtly reminding one of the resident's social standing.

"Oh..."

Su Wanwan exclaimed in surprise. She was very beautiful and had just finished her sophomore year of college, but she had not established a romantic relationship with any boy.

If you give yourself away too easily, you won't see the beautiful scenery in university.

Her family is middle-class, and this is the first time she has stayed in such a luxurious and high-end apartment hotel.

Su Wanwan casually placed her elegant, light luxury handbag on the shelf in the entryway. She then took out her phone, which had been vibrating incessantly in her bag.

The screen displayed more than twenty missed calls, dozens of WeChat messages, and several missed WeChat calls, all from the same name—Song Zhe.

Song Zhe is the most handsome guy in their foreign language college. He is a third-year student majoring in German. He comes from a family with a strong academic background, and many of his elders work in related fields.

Meanwhile, Song Zhe is also the deputy director of the school's radio station and a senior student, and has always been the most persistent of Su Wanwan's many suitors.

She had also gone out to eat alone with Song Zhe, but there was no further contact between them.

Su Wanwan stood in the living room for a while, thinking about how to respond, when Song Zhe called again.

Her slender fingers swiped across the answer button, and Song Zhe's anxious yet concerned voice immediately came from the other end of the line: "Wanwan, you finally answered the phone! I was worried something had happened to you. I kept trying to call you but couldn't get through."

Su Wanwan walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the bustling city below. Her voice was as pleasant as ever, just like when she broadcast on the school radio station—sexy and alluring, yet carrying a detached calm: "Senior Song, thank you for your concern. I was just taking a shower with my boyfriend and couldn't answer the phone."

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A deathly silence fell over the other end of the phone, as if even breathing had stopped. Song Zhe probably never expected to receive such a direct and cruel answer, as if struck by a bolt from the blue.

Su Wanwan's lips curved upwards almost imperceptibly, forming a smile, and she said softly, "Senior Song, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up now." Without waiting for a response, she ended the call decisively.

She was afraid that her peaceful student life would be disrupted by Brother Jing. A mature socialite escorted her back to her dormitory. Tomorrow, there will be all sorts of rumors about her in the relatively innocent campus of Jiaotong University!

Moreover, she and Lin Xueji had discussed privately that they would leave Jing Ge's side after graduating from university. After all, with a monthly allowance of 20 yuan, they could save up more than 700 million yuan in three years, enough for them to start a new life.

Yes, no matter how glamorous and mutually beneficial their relationship with Brother Jing may be, for her, who was able to get into Jiaotong University through the college entrance examination, this is "being kept"!

There's no need to shy away from it.

However, after the experience of the dinner party at Tomson Golf Villa two days ago, and learning about Brother Jing's power—swallowing up a top ten private enterprise in Shanghai and acquiring assets of over 400 billion yuan, his ability to turn the world upside down with ease—she realized how naive and shallow her previous thoughts had been.

She wanted to stay by Jing Ge's side after graduating from university, and ideally have a child with him, which would be a more solid bond.

Even if their relationship eventually ended and she left Brother Jing's side, she would still have witnessed the glamour of the upper class, which far exceeded what an ordinary female college student could imagine.

She mustered up her courage and sweetly asked Brother Jing if she could come and exercise with him every day, and Brother Jing agreed. This was undoubtedly a wonderful start.

Tossing her phone onto the sofa after silencing it, Su Wanwan stepped into the suite's luxurious bathroom. A jacuzzi, a Hansgrohe showerhead, a full set of Hermès toiletries…

In front of the bright mirror at the washbasin, she took off her sweat-soaked sports clothes, revealing her youthful and delicate body.

Standing at 1.62 meters tall, with excellent proportions, and possessing a full, firm, snow-white, and proud figure, she exudes even more charm.

Washing away the dust and sweat under the warm water, sitting in the jacuzzi and looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, the warm water filled her heart with satisfaction and indescribable emotion.

This is the life she should be living.

Song Zhe is gentle and refined, well-educated, and quite talented. He has read many foreign classics and plays the piano and violin at a very high level.

But what does that mean in front of Brother Jing?

She hoped to first fulfill her material needs before considering other spiritual ones. Besides, she deeply admired someone as strong as Brother Jing.

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After taking a bath, Su Wanwan came out of the bathroom. Her 1.62-meter-tall, fair and delicate figure had an indescribable sexiness and charm in the afternoon sunlight, her snow-white skin trembling slightly.

She took out the clothes she had brought from her handbag: a cream-colored top, light blue high-waisted straight-leg jeans, and clean white sneakers.

This outfit perfectly suits her 19-year-old age; it's fresh and sweet, yet her hot figure adds a touch of alluring sensuality.

She combed her slightly damp long hair in front of the mirror. The girl in the mirror was about 1.62 meters tall, with a sweet and soft oval face, and a pair of clear and bright eyes. When she smiled, her eyes sparkled, carrying a hint of coquettishness and sweetness, making her the most lovable and beautiful girl.

Beneath that sweet and lovely face lie magnificent, snow-white breasts, a slender waist, and a full, pert figure. When she plays Daji, she can truly make people's hearts flutter.

The key is that she exudes youthful vitality, and in every smile and gesture, she possesses both girlish innocence and an unintentional hint of charm.

"Take care of yourself!" Su Wanwan gave herself a mental thumbs up, tidied up, and left the room to meet up with Sister Shuyao, Jinghong, and Xuexue in the reception area of ​​the Four Seasons Apartment.

(End of this chapter)