How did you become 19?

  The stimulation of 200 million yuan left Wang Zhengyu in a daze for a long time.

  Perhaps for some rich people, 200 million is just a number, but for an ordinary person like Wang Zhengyu who has never seen 200,000 cash, 200 million basically represents a lifetime of food and clothing without worry.

  At this moment, Wang Zhengyu's heartfelt joy is absolutely indescribable in words. This kind of simple psychology is basically on par with spending two dollars to buy a lottery ticket and unexpectedly winning five million.

  Even with Ho Guangbo, the rich kid next door constantly striking him, he never stopped, constantly arguing with Ho Guangbo, unable to extinguish Wang Zhengyu's excitement at this moment, and that unrealistic feeling in his heart like a dream.

  It wasn't until the doorbell suddenly rang inside the room that this excited child was finally pulled back to reality.

  "I'll go open the door, it should be Old Zhang and them returning!" Wang Zhengyu said as he walked towards the main gate.

  "Alright, let's go. But don't talk nonsense. Bring out your low-key nature, you've made some money, but don't think that everyone in the world needs to know about it!"

  Wang Zhengyu turned around, gave a middle finger to Huo Guangbo, and walked to the door in three strides. He opened the door with one hand, and then he was stunned. After a while, Wang Zhengyu asked uncertainly in a daze-like tone, "I'm not dreaming today, am I? Why is it you?"

  ……

  Mo Xiao-yao stood at the door, looking at Wang Zheng-yu's various stunned expressions as he opened it, and hearing the extremely inappropriate sentence "How is it you?", couldn't help but also didn't know how to speak. In her heart, she began to secretly regret, shouldn't have impulsively agreed with her grandfather, coming to meet the boy in front of her.

  He had already stood in front of the door, but it wasn't good to turn around and leave, so he was stunned in front of the door for a while, not knowing what to do.

  Fortunately, there was still a Huo Guangbo in the room. When he saw Wang Zhengyu running to open the door and not making any noise for half a day, he also ran out of the room and rushed to the door. After taking a look, he was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but laugh.

  "Hey, isn't this our Xiao Yao? I'm asking you, Old Three, what are you doing? You're blocking someone's Xiao Yao at the door, what does that mean? It seems like you two are playing a game of 'gazing into each other's eyes with tears', and yet you're speechless and choked up?"

  Upon hearing Huo Guangbo's teasing, Mo Xiaoyao's already flushed face turned even redder. Wang Zhengyu, on the other hand, reacted and glared at Huo Guangbo before speaking incoherently: "That Mo classmate, I really didn't expect you to be in Beijing too, come in and talk about it first!"

  After finishing speaking, Wang Zhengyu excitedly pushed aside the person blocking the big gate.

  Mo XiaoYao hesitated for a moment, but still chose to walk slowly into the room.

  "Xiao Yao, little sister, how did you know I was here with Lao San?"

  Mo Xiao Yao walked in and was met with a disdainful glance from Huo Guang Bo, who looked at Wang Zheng Yu standing there nervously, not knowing what to do.

  "Dr. Zhang told me!" Mo Xiaoyao explained.

  "Do you still know Zhang Datong?" Huo Guangbo asked curiously.

  "No, my grandfather knows him. Today I accompanied my grandfather to watch the Chinese and Western medicine competition, after watching it, my grandfather wanted to chat with Wang Zhengyu, I told my grandfather that we were classmates, then he wanted me to help invite Wang Zhengyu to meet!" Mo Xiaoyao said in one breath, like reciting a book.

  After hearing Mo Xiaoyao's words, Huo Guangbo suddenly gained momentum. "Hehe, I'm telling you, Mo Xiaoyao, your grandfather might have taken a liking to our family's Old Three and is planning to recruit a grandson-in-law? How about it, our family's Old Three isn't bad, right? He's handsome, understands traditional Chinese medicine... why don't you just take our family's Old Three for yourself? You don't know, do you? Our family's Old Three has been lovesick for the past two days, running out to travel and even playing wall-bashing..."

  "Boss, didn't you say you were going to buy a cell phone earlier? Hurry up and go now, you can still make it back for dinner!" Just as Ho Guangbo was getting into the conversation, Wang Zhengyu hastily interrupted him, not knowing how to face the girl whose face was getting redder by the second.

  "What's going on here! Just now I was about to go with you after dinner, and now it's time for dinner, you're driving me out, you're so fickle!" Huo Guangbo exclaimed.

  "Do you still want to start a company with me?" Wang Zhengyu walked up to Huo Guangbo's side and threatened in a low voice.

  "Bring it on! Threaten me!" Huo Guangbo retorted unpleasantly.

  "Now go buy a cell phone, and when we start the company later, we'll each have half of the shares. Otherwise, I'll ditch you and do it alone!" Wang Zhengyu continued to threaten uncompromisingly.

  "This is what you said! Are you going back on your word?" Ho Guangbo replied in a low voice.

  "Nonsense! When have I ever spoken without keeping my word?" Wang Zhengyu gritted his teeth and said.

  "Alright!" Huo Guangbo nodded, then smiled and said to Mo Xiaoyao sitting on the sofa: "Xiaoyao, you chat with my third brother slowly, I'll go out for a while, see you later!"

  After finishing speaking, Huo Guangbo jumped up from the sofa chair and rushed out.

  ……

  After Huo Guangbo left, Wang Zhengyu looked at Mo Xiaoyao sitting on the sofa with a red face and not speaking, scratched his head and took the initiative to say: "That, Mo Xiaoyao classmate, don't mind him, he's just a chatterbox, everything he says has to be exaggerated."

  "Mmm!" Mo Xiaoyao nodded, as if she had just thought of something, and took out two slips of paper from her small bag, handing them to Wang Zhengyu, "Dr. Zhang asked me to give these to you."

  Wang Zhengyu took a look and found that they were two checks worth 200,000 yuan each. Obviously, this was the prize money he had won from the competition as well as the money he had won from betting with Chen Jian.

  Putting the check on the cabinet beside him, Wang Zhengyu said: "Thank you, Mo Xiaoyao!"

  With this little episode, the awkward atmosphere in the room eased a lot, and Mo Xiaoyao finally began to lift her head and look straight at the boy who had just confessed to her not long ago.

  Unlike the wild release that night, Wang Zhengyu now appears somewhat restless, with a look of wanting to say something but not knowing how to start, his hands tightly clenched together, looking unusually tense.

  Looking at Wang Zhengyu now, Mo Xiaoyao couldn't help but think of the boy in front of her again this morning on the arena stage, who seemed so confident and performed with incredible skills that amazed everyone, yet still looked carefree and nonchalant.

  And at the end of the competition, when he stood on the podium with a perfect record, he spoke out about the benevolence of doctors with a manly demeanor.

  Wang Zhengyu's different images kept changing in Mo Xiaoyao's mind. At the same time, she couldn't help but laugh out loud as her curiosity about the boy in front of her grew.

  "Huh? What are you smiling at?" Wang Zhengyu finally found a topic and asked.

  Mo Xiao Yao shook her head and said with a smile: "Nothing, I just suddenly thought of something else. How about you, what do you think about that thing earlier?"

  "What's up?" Wang Zhengyu still looked very dull.

  "My grandfather wants to meet you!" The girl glared at Wang Zhengyu, who was now staring blankly.

  Wang Zhengyu suddenly realized and hurriedly said, "That's no problem at all! However, I have to return to school with Lao Da tomorrow, so I don't know if Old Master has any free time this afternoon?"

  "Then it's this afternoon, can you give me your phone number? I'll contact you in the afternoon." Mo Xiaoyao nodded.

  "Give me yours instead, I'll give you a call right now!" Wang Zhengyu suddenly said.

  ……

  After exchanging numbers, just as Wang Zhengyu suddenly didn't know what to say again, Mo Xiaoyao spoke up first.

  "Actually, I'm really sorry about that night. The reason I rejected you was because we weren't familiar with each other and I didn't like the way you confessed in front of so many people. It wasn't because of what those girls said about you, which I only found out after I got back to my dorm. I wanted to apologize earlier, but your roommate told me you went traveling, and it just happened that we met here today, so I'm taking this chance to say sorry."

  "Huh?" After hearing Mo Xiaoyao's words, Wang Zhengyu scolded Huo Guangbo in his heart for a moment. The reason was none other than the fact that the girl in front of him couldn't accept the way he had confessed, which was exactly Huo Guangbo's idea.

  Wang Zhengyu, feeling extremely wronged, said with a thick face: "Actually that night I was also drunk by the old ones, and shouting your name under the dormitory building was also the idea of the old one. He said it was enough to be bold and romantic, and any girl would like it, so I shouted! If I really had such a big nerve, I wouldn't have liked you for over a year before confessing!"

  Wang Zhengyu's words made Mo Xiaoyao's originally calm face flush again without warning, and after a long while, she said leisurely: "You say you've liked me for over a year? Why? I'm not pretty, my figure is not good either. You guys should all like girls like Xiao Xiao!"

  Xiao Yao's Xiaoxiao is also a classmate of the two, and is also recognized as the department flower of the entire history department, and the school flower of National WH University. Not only does she have an angelic appearance, but also a devilish figure, her photo shoot on campus was once wildly popular online, and if all her admirers were gathered together, they would probably fill up an entire football field.

  "Really?" Wang Zhengyu was taken aback, then said with the most sincere tone: "She is indeed very pretty, but she's the type that my older brother particularly likes. I still think you're more delicate and nicer to look at. And I don't like girls who have princess syndrome! As for why I like you, I don't know either. I just know I've liked you for a long time, starting from the second half of our first year in college!"