You all chase after the school beauty? The yandere chaebol chases me

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Chen Luo was kissed by Wen Wan for a full three minutes and felt himself short of breath. Instinctively, he stretched out his hand and pushed forward, trying to push Wen Wan away.

"Huh? You like this?" Wen Wan was not angry after being pushed away, but looked down at Chen Luo's hand.

At this time, Chen Luo's oxygen-deprived brain finally returned to normal.

Looking down, I realized that my hands seemed to be in the wrong position.

"Oh! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to do that."

Chen Luo quickly retracted his hand and waved his hand to apologize, but the amazing feeling just now kept lingering in his mind.

It's too big, at least D cup. It's unscientific that such a thin figure has such big breasts!

"What, little guy, you want it again? It turns out that college students have plenty of energy."

"But what's the point of apologizing? You are mine, and likewise, I am yours. If you are really interested, why not try it again?"

A playful look appeared on Wen Wan's face, and she reached out to hold Chen Luo's hand.

"Ah, no, no, no, no, no, no, that's not what I meant." Chen Luo waved his hands repeatedly.

"You're obviously a little pervert, why are you pretending?!" Wen Wan scolded with a smile.

Wen Wan gently hugged Chen Luo, and the two sat together quietly.

"Did you hear that? My heartbeat sounds like this when you're by my side. It's different from normal times."

I heard some deep meaning in these words and was about to ask, but a voice came from outside the door.

"Boss Wen, breakfast is ready. Are you up?"

The inquiry was full of magnetism and courtesy. It was the voice of Wenwan's first personal assistant, Molan.

Wen Wan took Chen Luo's hand and walked out slowly, looking back as she walked.

"Come on, my little darling, this is our first breakfast together, it is very memorable."

Walking out of the room, Molan silently stepped aside to lead the way. Chen Luo also noticed that this assistant seemed different from the ones he had seen before.

She was wearing a slim-fitting shirt and trousers, wrapping herself tightly, with her high ponytail swaying gently behind her head. Her behavior was very decent, and she introduced the morning menu to Wen Wan while walking.

However, from some of Chen Luo's subtle movements, whether it was the sturdy body lines faintly visible under her shirt or her temperament, she could sense a sense of toughness.

"What? Are you interested in me, Molan?" Wen Wan's words were plain, but they sounded a little strange to Chen Luo's ears.

No, I’m not a humanoid self-propelled artillery piece, so I won’t fall in love with everyone I meet.

"No, I just feel that this assistant Molan seems different from some of the assistants I have met before. From the temperament point of view, she seems more like a bodyguard."

The two of them came to the restaurant at this time. They sat down opposite each other at the dining table. Molan silently brought them breakfast.

The breakfast was not as rich as Chen Luo had imagined, nor was it as luxurious as the so-called rich people had. It was just simple food such as soy milk, fried dough sticks, and buns.

"I know you like to eat fried dough sticks and soy milk from Zhang's near the entrance of Hangzhou University for breakfast, so I asked someone to buy some for you."

As she spoke, Wen Wan picked up a bun, not caring at all about her image as a wealthy lady. She opened her mouth and started eating, her mouth full of oil, without any scruples.

This also made Chen Luo feel warm in his heart. It was not difficult for Wen Wan to know what he liked to eat. She just ate these ordinary breakfasts like this just to take care of Chen Luo's mood.

If they served their usual high-priced meals, I'm afraid someone like Chen Luo, who comes from an ordinary family, would be at a loss.

Although Chen Luo had experienced enough in his previous life and such a situation would not happen, Wen Wan didn't know about it and still carefully took care of his feelings.

Such an extraordinary woman treats an ordinary college student so carefully and caringly, which shows that she really loves Chen Luo in her heart.

Such an action is equivalent to telling Chen Luo that Wen Wan never cares about his background, nor does she care whether he will be rich or poor in the future.

Those bright, loving eyes could not make a sound, but seemed to say it all.

If you are a rich man, I will wear brocade and satin to accompany you until old age. If you are a beggar on the street, I will hold a dog-beating stick to protect your safety.

Thinking back to her previous life, Tang Xiwei married him after he became rich, and even poisoned him in order to seize his family property. There is a huge difference between them.

Ask yourself, can you really reject a woman like this?

"Why are you daydreaming? Eat quickly. You won't like the soy milk if it gets cold."

Wen Wan handed over a fried dough stick, not caring at all about getting her hands greasy, and then looked at Molan.

"Little guy, you have a very sharp sense. Molan is not only my first assistant, but also a retired female special forces soldier. She has followed me for many years and saved me from danger many times. We are like sisters."

Molan stood aside and smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Chen, Mr. Wen is too kind. I am just Mr. Wen's follower."

Chen Luo ignored Molan's words, but found the key words from Wenwan's words.

"Danger? You mean you are in danger normally? What kind of danger is it?"

When Wen Wan heard Chen Luo suddenly ask this, she was slightly stunned, and Molan's mouth corners unconsciously rose slightly.

"Wen Wan, answer me, do you often encounter danger? Does anyone want to harm you?"

Chen Luo stood up anxiously, took Wen Wan's hand and asked anxiously.

No matter what, he couldn't allow a girl who loved him so much to be hurt by others.

Unconsciously, Chen Luo himself didn't know that Wen Wan had already occupied a very important place in his heart.

Wen Wan reached out her other hand and gently patted the back of his hand.

"Be good, it's not time for you to know yet. I will tell you later, but..."

Having said that, Wen Wan paused, raised her hand and touched his chin.

"It's really cute when you're nervous about me. I like it."

Chen Luo wanted to ask more, but Wen Wan's eyes stopped him, and he could only suppress his uneasiness.

Wen Wan looked at Chen Luo's expression. Although she enjoyed this feeling very much in her heart, it was indeed not the time to let Chen Luo be involved in those struggles. She simply changed the subject and pointed at Chen Luo's mobile phone.

"I saw your phone was open this morning, and there was some information about the milk tea shop written on the memo. Are you planning to open a shop?"