I am not just a tycoon

Chapter 403: Chapter 306: The Mixed-Race Great-Niece

Shen Yuan, wearing a bathrobe, sat in front of the dressing table, while the class belle stood behind him.

With her left hand, she played with his hair, and with her right, she wielded the hairdryer like a weapon, making some bold creative decisions regarding Shen Yuan’s hairstyle.

“Enough is enough, if you keep at it, it’s really going to be outrageous.”

Staring at his rocket-shaped hair in the mirror, Shen Yuan complained impatiently, “If my hair wasn’t so short, you’d turn me into a real mess.”

“No, there are still some damp spots.”

Fang Minhui focused on drying his hair, seemingly aiming for some grand hairstyle.

“There’s only this much hair on my head; no matter how hard you work it, it’s still going to look like a bird’s nest.”

However, not long after he spoke, Shen Yuan noticed his hair was starting to resemble a chicken coop and couldn’t help but say, “Are you bored or something? Can’t you find something better to do than torment my hair?”

“Just let me play around for a bit, and later I’ll play with you however you want.”

“So, what do you think I want to play?” asked Shen Yuan.

“It’s adult games you’re after, huh? Hmph, as if I don’t know you.”

Fang Minhui said with a triumphant tone.

Shen Yuan disdainfully replied, “Nonsense, I’m not interested in that sort of thing right now.”

“Yuan Babe, guess whether I believe you or not.”

Fang Minhui chuckled with a smile, “Who was it that just insisted on taking a lovey-dovey bath and wanted all the lights on?”

“Believe it or not, it’s up to you.”

Shen Yuan had drunk quite a bit tonight and was not in the best condition, especially since he had come back from a lesson with Dong Ya and had just given the class belle a lesson in the bathroom.

So, he was in a state where he could either battle or rest.

After finishing with the hair, Fang Minhui put down the hairdryer and headed off to do who knows what, while Shen Yuan messaged Ella to organize the itinerary for tomorrow.

Shen Yuan planned to visit Zhu Lei the day after tomorrow and then return to Star City, which meant he only had tomorrow to spend time with the class belle.

After messaging Ella, Shen Yuan checked some unread messages from the day. Ji Ya mentioned that the contract for the Koenigsegg was signed, the car inspected, and it was now parked in the exhibition’s garage. All Shen Yuan had to do was to transfer the payment for the car, and the ownership transfer would be completed, allowing him to drive it straight back.

As a private banking client, Shen Yuan had higher privileges, but since it was a large transfer of 35 million, it required on-site handling by bank personnel.

Ji Ya had contacted China Merchants Bank’s Zhong Rou, who said that a colleague would be arranged to handle the transaction at Shen Yuan’s convenience.

Scrolling further, Shen Yuan saw messages from NPCs like Qiao Lei and Long Jinghan. Qiao Lei was direct, saying, “Senior, when are you coming back? I miss you.”

Long Jinghan’s message was like a diary entry, talking about what she ate today, what interesting things happened, and why Liew Menglu and Qiao Lei had another argument.

Liew Menglu was more explicit than the two, straightforwardly saying, “Honey, when are you coming back? I’m feeling itchy, and I want you to take care of it.”

Really sassy… Shen Yuan cursed internally. Coach Liew talked tough but never won in action, just like Qiao Lei, completely useless.

Then there were messages from Teacher Lih and Lih Meng. Teacher Lih, having recently moved, shared the new home arrangements and some adorable photos of her calico cat.

As for Lih Meng, she simply sent a “1,” inquiring whether he would come over today.

Continuing to scroll, Shen Yuan saw messages from Mrs. Lin, showing pictures of her travels in southern Yunnan. Shen Yuan had recommended the place after his visit, not expecting her to act so quickly.

Since her divorce from Zeng Xianyong, she started posting much more frequently. Pictures of her new car, travel landscapes, and various daily activities.

Sure enough, after ending an unhappy marriage, her whole mindset seemed to change. Shen Yuan felt pretty happy for her.

Chen Na also sent a WeChat message, including a sonogram of the baby, even mentioning that she started to feel faint fetal movements recently.

The feeling was quite extraordinary. Suddenly, there was someone in the world related by blood, inexplicably adding a new sense of responsibility to his shoulders.

Shen Yuan figured the baby would be quite happy when born because, besides her own mother, she (or he) would have at least ten ‘little mothers.’

So much motherly love; truly a blessing!

Scrolling further, Chen Xinyu’s WeChat messages appeared, updating him on her daily life, like how she had passed the third driving exam today, and she would get her license after passing the fourth in a few days. She also sent a selfie from the test site.

Shen Yuan replied to the messages of his harem group one by one, then glanced at Zhou Peiwei’s messages from today.

“Jerk, didn’t you say we should come over to your place for a workout? When exactly are you coming back?”

Shen Yuan thought about it and replied, “Are you coming over alone, or is it two of you?”

Zhou Peiwei must have been lying in bed with her phone because she replied quickly, “Of course, there will be two of us. I’m bringing my bodyguard; otherwise, who knows what you might do.”

Shen Yuan: “Didn’t expect Luo Bingying to still be your bodyguard.”

Zhou Peiwei: “Humph, of course, that’s why you’d better watch what you do when she’s around, or she might think there’s something going on between us.”

Shen Yuan: “But there really isn’t anything between us.”

Zhou Peiwei: “!!!!”

Girls’ minds can be so peculiar, verbally expressing fears of others getting the wrong idea, yet when the guy denies it, they immediately feel unhappy.

Shen Yuan could even picture Zhou Peiwei pouting and kicking in irritation, considering it wasn’t enough; he decided to tease her a bit more.

“So, what, do you think there’s something between us?”

Meanwhile, Zhou Peiwei indeed reacted just as Shen Yuan imagined, pouting and kicking, while also pounding on the stuffed animals at her bedside.

“Ah, the nerve of you, Shen Yuan, you pig! You’re definitely trying to annoy me!”

“I don’t ever want to deal with you again!”