Only After I Was Reborn Did I Realize That I Had Childhood Sweethearts Chapter 447: Why Not Ask Zaozao About Her Family?

Twenty-sothing rich kid Li Andi had attended international schools in Pengcheng his whole life. After failing to study abroad due to abysmal foreign language skills, so string-pulling landed him at Pengda University as a freshman.

Tall and basketball-loving, Li Andi had dated nurous girls since elentary school—a true playboy.

Yet among all his past relationships, not one girl had captivated him like the one before him now—

His soul was hooked.

This senior had delicate, refined features. Her thin fraless glasses perched atop a nose that led to eyes as clear as mountain springs veiled in mist.

Beneath that unassuming deanor radiated an intellect that dwarfed ordinary minds, wisdom shimring in her gaze.

Even amidst the campus bustle, she moved with the grace of a piano sonata—a swift breeze gliding through seas of books.

Li Andi wanted to woo her, to paint his college life in vibrant new colors.

To do so, he needed to remove the excess man beside her.

Naly, the sleeping guy dubbed “Station Master”—i Fang.

Having missed i Fang and Lin Youxi’s earlier intimate monts, Li Andi assud they were rely seatmates. Both currently dressed in casual student wear, devoid of any “CEO” aura, i Fang woke up bewildered, first scoffing at the ager bribe.

“Just… 100 yuan?”

“What… too little for you?”

Never one to haggle, Li Andi whipped out a wad of cash and slapped it on the table.

i Fang nearly explained the situation outright, but a pinch from Lin Youxi and her aningful glance made him play along. Pocketing the money, he relocated.

Li Andi smugly took the vacated seat—only for Lin Youxi to gather her things and join i Fang at his new spot.

…

Wait…

Was I… scamd?

Before Li Andi could process this, Lin Youxi whispered to i Fang:

“That guy seems into . Notice?”

“Obviously.”

i Fang grumbled, “Give back my money!”

“You paid 1,000 to swap seats, no?”

“You didn’t say you knew her!”

“You didn’t ask…”

As Li Andi fud, Lin Youxi addressed him sternly:

“Please lower your voice. This is a library.”

“Uh…”

Chastened, Li Andi fell silent while Lin Youxi told i Fang:

“Return his money. Don’t escalate.”

Raised spoiled and prideful, Li Andi hated losing face more than losing cash. Had i Fang kept the 1,000 yuan, he’d have made a scene; but returning it voluntarily made Li Andi balk at reclaiming it.

“My word is bond. A gift is a gift.”

He then said earnestly to Lin Youxi, “I just wanted your contact info.”

“For what? I don’t gym or need cards.”

Her joking smile lted Li Andi’s heart.

Such a witty woman!

“Do I look like a salesman?!”

Li Andi declared sincerely, “I admire you and wish to know you better.”

“Ah-Fang, hear that? He called charming!”

Delighted, Lin Youxi draped her arms around i Fang’s neck, flaunting their affection—nearly sending Li Andi into conniptions.

“You two… are together?”

“Yep, she’s my girlfriend.”

i Fang hugged Lin Youxi possessively as she turned up the PDA.

“Ohhh, so I’m your girlfriend~”

She kissed i Fang right in front of Li Andi, radiating bliss.

Goddammit!

Get your filthy lips off my goddess!

Gritting his teeth, Li Andi clenched his fists so hard they trembled.

But he knew his advantage over this penniless loser just hadn’t been showcased yet.

Feigning embarrassnt, i Fang gently pushed Lin Youxi away.

“We have company… behave.”

“So… you’re taken.” Li Andi forced a smile. “No harm in friendship! I’m Li Andi, Sports Academy freshman. Love basketball, clubbing, street dance…”

As he prattled on, only i Fang pretended to listen while Lin Youxi whispered to him.

“Mm, got it.”

i Fang nodded sagely. “Kid’s got potential.”

Who the hell are you to patronize like my deadbeat dad?!

Bristling internally, Li Andi pressed, “May I have your na and contacts, senior?”

“Sorry, no can do.”

Lin Youxi leaned on i Fang. “My boyfriend’s the jealous type.”

“Jealous?! You think I’d feel inferior to him?”

“Well, he is taller…”

“—!”

“Friends, then?” Li Andi pleaded.

“Not today. Next ti~”

Lin Youxi smiled. “Oh, my na’s Xia Zaozao. Call Senior Zaozao.”

Zaozao… what a lovely na!

Ecstatic, Li Andi chirped, “Will do, Senior Zaozao!”

After dispatching Li Andi, Lin Youxi busied herself on her phone.

“What’s up?”

“Making a side account like YuanYuan—for contingencies.”

She grinned. “Gotta commit to the bit. This studious glasses girl is now Xia Zaozao.”

“Zaozao and Wanwan… you’re mirroring YuanYuan!”

“Isn’t it fun?”

“You’re evil!”

With both cars in the shop, i Fang and Lin Youxi biked ho post-library. En route, a shiny new Porsche 912 Cabriolet pulled up beside them.

Li Andi leaned out, whistling at Lin Youxi:

“Senior, biking in this heat? My Porsche has AC—care for a spin?”

“No need! We enjoy biking~”

Rather laugh on a bike than cry in a Porsche?

Such conviction!

Wasted on that pauper!

Li Andi vowed to rescue her from squalor.

At ho, Xia Yuan was feeding the cats when they recounted the day’s events.

“Wow, Youxi! Even makeup-free, you’ve got guys chasing you—that aura!”

“You’re the national idol boys pine for.”

“Yet no one actually confesses… I’ve been glued to Ah-Fang since childhood. With him around, who’d dare?”

Lin Youxi mused, “But you’re ‘broken up’ now… still no admirers?”

Xia Yuan pouted. “Youxi… are you saying I’m undesirable—”

“Never! Our YuanYuan’s the most captivating.”

Lin Youxi hugged her until she cheered up.

i Fang interjected, “That Li Andi probably isn’t done. I’ll escort ‘Zaozao’ to campus—rich kids lack impulse control.”

Lin Youxi arched a brow. “Ah-Fang’s jealous?”

Xia Yuan mimicked his pout. “So envious… Ah-Fang’s jealous~”

“Bullshit! My whole family’s jealous! Sour grapes!“

“Ah-Fang is family, so you’re jealous.”

“Ugh… you’re impossible.”

In the following days, i Fang’s vigilance left Li Andi no openings. Daily offerings of bubble tea and fresh flowers wound up discarded.

With “Zaozao” inaccessible, Li Andi shifted tactics—targeting i Fang instead.

I’ll show this pauper he can’t make Zaozao happy!

Ambushing i Fang outside the library restroom, Li Andi blocked his path.

“Hey, got a minute?”

He gestured grandly. “Man-to-man talk?”

“Sure.” i Fang nodded. “About?”

“Life choices.”

Strolling campus with hands clasped behind his back, Li Andi launched into his spiel while i Fang humored him.

“Your major?”

“Ga design.”

“Pfft—gas?” Li Andi sneered. “Know your starting salary?”

“Haven’t checked…”

How much will Yuanxi be worth by then?

i Fang genuinely had no estimate.

“Top new designers earn maybe 10k monthly.”

“That’s not bad?”

i Fang played naive.

Li Andi smirked. “Know what my Porsche 912 costs?”

“About a mil? Yours is the base 3.0T—barely over 1M.”

“…”

How’d he know specs?

This was Li Andi’s graduation gift from Mom! Base model?!

Faker!

Undeterred, Li Andi continued:

“This? A casual birthday present. But it’d take you 100 months to afford—400 months at full price. A decade of starvation!”

“So?”

“So you’ll never give Zaozao the life she deserves.”

Li Andi declared, “If you loved her, you’d let her go.”

“She loves too much to leave unhappy.”

“Cut the crap—it’s about money, right?”

“Wow, rich bro!” i Fang extended a hand. “Send 50 to prove it.”

“Fifty?! Don’t insult —”

Money’s nothing to the Lis!

Li Andi produced a blank check. “Leave Zaozao, na your price.”

“Seriously?”

“My word as a Li.”

“Okay.”

i Fang uncapped a pen and began filling the amount line with 9’s.

…

As the digits piled up, Li Andi’s eye twitched.

[99,999,999,999.99]

Snatching back the check, Li Andi sputtered:

“Are you ntal?!”

“You said any amount.” i Fang scratched his head. “Romance novels do this all the ti—wanted to try.”

“Cheques max at 500k!”

“Ah, good to know.”

i Fang nodded. “So TV tropes are fake.”

Stuffing the check away, Li Andi sniffed, “Point is, our families are worlds apart. Zaozao deserves better—.”

“My folks are average…”

i Fang smiled. “But why not ask Zaozao her family’s status?”

“What status? You bike-share together—”

A honk interrupted them.

Turning, they saw a sleek silver Porsche 912 GT convertible roar up—imdiately drawing gasps:

“Holy shit! The new 912 GT! Triple a standard 912’s price!”

“So cool!”

As Li Andi gaped, “Xia Zaozao” removed her shades, her sharp business-chic look utterly transforming her previously bookish image.

“Ah-Fang! Making wait so long—don’t love anymore?”

“Of course I do! Just chatting.”

i Fang exchanged sweet nothings with Lin Youxi, then boarded the supercar.

Nearby whispers erupted:

“Damn, that gigolo’s living the dream!”

“Mommy? Hungry!“

“Wait… don’t they look familiar—Young Miss and Station Master?!“

Li Andi stood frozen, tuning out the chatter. Stumbling to his Porsche, he called his mother, berating her for gifting him an “entry-level” model.

In a final fit of rage, he kicked the bumper—

Then collapsed, howling with a broken toe.