Chapter 202 Impossible, absolutely impossible!

The mocking gazes from moments ago had all transformed into shock and awe.

Everyone looked toward Lin Chen, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Zhang Peng and the others were also stunned; once they snapped out of it, they immediately surrounded him excitedly. Zhang Peng slapped Lin Chen on the shoulder.

He shouted loudly:

"Brother Chen! You're way too awesome!"

"You really were the one who bought it!"

Wang Hao, on the other hand, looked as if all his strength had been drained; his legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

His face was as pale as paper, and he kept muttering under his breath:

"Impossible..."

"Absolutely impossible..."

Just moments ago, he had been arrogantly mocking Lin Chen for being unable to afford it.

As it turned out, Lin Chen was the owner of the only supercar of its kind in Asia.

This slap to the face came so fast and hard that it left him wishing he could disappear.

Lin Chen raised his hand to take back his ID card, paused for a fraction of a second, and casually stuffed it back into his pocket.

His movements were crisp and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

He slowly looked up, his gaze landing on the deathly pale Wang Hao.

His tone remained flat, yet it carried an overwhelming aura. Every word was clear and powerful, piercing through the surrounding silence:

"Whether I can afford it or not has nothing to do with you."

"Also, don't bring your ridiculous Second-generation rich circle out here to show off."

"In my eyes, you don't even count as a clown."

"You guys have to rely on your parents to have money to spend, but the money I spend was actually earned by myself!"

Wang Hao was left speechless by the rebuttal; he lowered his head, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The surrounding discussions and strange looks pricked him like needles.

It made him feel uncomfortable all over. Finally, he could only slink away with his friends.

They fled the supercar area in embarrassment, not even daring to look back.

The surrounding applause suddenly erupted like a landslide.

Mixed with one exclamation after another, the noise made people's ears ring.

"Holy crap! Wow..."

Someone was clutching their phone and snapping photos wildly, their voice changing pitch.

"This young guy only looks to be in his early twenties, right?"

"He bought a four-million-yuan car by himself?"

"Isn't that right!"

"I've been looking at this mclaren all morning. The salesman said nobody even dared to ask the price. I didn't expect a young man to just take it. That's too cool!"

Not far away, the sisters Xia Wanqing and Xia Wanrou, as well as Chen Qian,

Had that bit of jealousy from earlier—caused by Lin Chen looking like a 'player'—completely washed away by this sudden shock.

They had been frowning and holding their breath, but now the resentment in their eyes was gone.

Only sparkling admiration remained as they stared intently at Lin Chen's back, their hearts pounding.

This guy was just too good at hiding things, wasn't he?

The salesman's eyes lit up as he stepped forward to introduce the car at the top of his lungs, his voice full of flattery:

"Everyone, look over here!"

"This yellow mclaren features a lightweight carbon fiber monocoque chassis weighing only 75 kilograms!"

He pointed at the car door as he spoke.

"See that?"

"The butterfly door design is absolutely domineering when it opens. Just looking at the pictures is enough to get one's blood pumping!"

He patted the hood again, his tone becoming even more impassioned:

"A 3.8T twin-turbocharged V8 engine with a maximum output of 650 horsepower. One step on the gas, and the feeling of being pushed back into your seat is immediate!"

"Plus, it's a two-seater. Taking a friend out for a spin usually gives you some serious prestige!"

After speaking, he hurriedly handed over the handover documents and a pen, a smile plastered on his face:

"Mr. Lin, please sign here. We guarantee the car will be delivered to your reserved address in three days; we definitely won't delay your use of the vehicle."

Lin Chen took the pen, his fingertips resting casually on the paper.

He signed his name with a flourish, then looked up and gave a faint nod:

"Alright, then send it to my school."

As he gave the school's address, his tone was as calm as a light breeze.

It was as if he hadn't bought a four-million-yuan supercar, but just an ordinary toy.

He actually felt a little bit of satisfaction in his heart.

After all, who wouldn't want to show off a bit in front of acquaintances?

Especially in front of Chen Qian and the twin sisters—this display of status was definitely solid.

Chen Qian walked closer in her high heels, her lips curving into a faint, knowing smile, her tone carrying a hint of sour teasing:

"You're really something, Lin Chen. I've been standing at this booth all day greeting people, and in the end, I've become your backdrop?"

Lin Chen's gaze unconsciously swept downward.

Her E-cup curves were made exceptionally eye-catching by the slim-fit uniform, and her long legs wrapped in a short skirt that didn't reach her knees were dazzlingly white.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he instinctively frowned.

His tone carried a hint of subtle tension and concern:

"Why are you wearing such a short skirt?"

"Aren't you afraid of exposing yourself?"

"Look over there,"

He gestured toward the surroundings with his chin.

"So many cameras are pointed at you, and some people are even lying on the ground on purpose to take pictures. A bunch of hooligans!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Lin Chen himself was stunned.

Why did that sound like he was talking about himself?

Hadn't he also just taken a couple of extra secret peeks?

His cheeks felt slightly hot, and he quickly looked away.

"Pfft..."

Chen Qian was amused by him; she reached out and tapped him gently, her eyes curving into crescents.

"Don't worry, I'm wearing safety shorts, so it's not that easy to expose anything."

She leaned in a bit closer and lowered her voice, her tone carrying a hint of ambiguous teasing:

"You have the nerve to call them hooligans?"

"Back in the pool that day, you were way worse than them—more of a hooligan than any hooligan!"

These words were like a match.

With a *whoosh*, they ignited Lin Chen's temper, his whole body instantly boiling with hot blood.

It felt as if an inexplicable force was gathering in his lower abdomen, burning so much it made his heart race.

He scratched his head and gave a somewhat embarrassed, silly laugh:

"Hehe, wasn't I just worried about you? I was afraid you'd choke on the water."

Chen Qian glanced at the Xia Wanqing sisters who were watching from not far away.

Her eyes held a bit more jealousy, and her tone became somewhat sarcastic:

"Worried about me?"

"I'm not like a certain someone, eating from the bowl while eyeing the pot."

"You just finished taking liberties with me a few days ago, and how long has it been since you brought such a beautiful pair of twins over?"

"Lin Chen, your appetite is really not small!"

Lin Chen's mouth twitched, and in his heart, he cursed Wang Hao eight hundred times.

That damn Wang Hao just had to gossip. Now look, Chen Qian found out!

He didn't dare show even a fraction of it on his face, though. Still wearing a smile, he quickly explained:

"Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand. They're just my classmates. We just happened to run into each other today, so we came to look around together."

{pickup artist technique: When a man needs to lie, he should make it sound realistic, not too fake. Additionally, be flexible in changing the subject.}

Fearing that Chen Qian would press further, he quickly changed the subject, his tone carrying a hint of testing:

"I mainly came today to pick up the car and handle the paperwork; there wasn't anything else."

"When will you be finished?"

"When you're done, shall we continue our swimming practice?"

Upon hearing the words "swimming practice," Chen Qian's face instantly turned red, and her jealousy from earlier immediately vanished into thin air.

Her mind was filled with the sensation of Lin Chen's hand accidentally reaching into the front of her clothes in the pool that day.

That tingling, startling feeling...

These past few days when she was alone, she would often replay it in her mind. The more she thought about it, the more her heart raced.