Avery said calmly, "No."
"Why not?" The flirtatious man looked puzzled. "I’m handso, rich, generous, and I know how to make girls happy. Why don’t you want to be my girlfriend?"
Avery laughed at his innocent shalessness and said, "What number girlfriend do you want to be?"
The man confessed proudly, "You’re currently my eighth! The other seven aren’t as beautiful or charming as you, so if you beco my girlfriend, you’ll be the top one."
The surrounding students were in an uproar at the ntion of seven girlfriends.
This man was really shaless.
Avery was speechless for a few seconds before saying, "I’m not interested in you, and I don’t need your money. Don’t bother again, or I’ll hit you."
"My face is so handso. Can you bear to hit ?" The flirtatious man looked unconvinced. "Also, when I like a beautiful girl, I have to win her over. The more you reject , the more determined I beco."
Avery suppressed the disdain in her eyes, turned around, and walked away in a different direction.
The man quickly caught up and tried to grab Avery’s hand, saying, "If you don’t agree with , I’ll just keep following you."
Avery quickly turned around and sprayed the young man’s face with the spray in her hand, hitting him fast and accurately.
The man covered his eyes and scread, "My eyes hurt so much; I can’t see..."
Avery put the spray back in her bag and walked away.
The surrounding students felt a sense of relief and praised her for getting rid of harm.
The young man covered his face with his hands and squatted on the spot for a few minutes before standing up. Blinking his eyes, he said, "Ah, my vision is clear again. I know you are kind and will never really blind ."
They believed there was sothing wrong with his brain.
Everyone was stunned.
The flirtatious man stood up, raised his arms, and shouted to the sky, "Avery, I’m going to make you mine!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze, like a radar detecting an important signal, focused on a certain spot, and his eyes sparkled with amazent.
Everyone followed his gaze and instantly understood.
Joy was here—an even more eye-catching beauty than Avery, carrying an armful of books as she passed calmly.
The flirtatious man quickly rushed in front of her and said very sincerely, "You’re Joy Lambert, right? You’re really beautiful and have great charm. How about being my ninth girlfriend? I can give you anything but marriage."
Everyone was taken aback.
They wished they could give him a good smack.
Joy stopped and smiled, saying, "I already have a fiancé. He’s more outstanding and richer than you, so give up. Don’t bother again."
The surrounding boys’ hearts were about to break.
"That’s even better," the flirtatious man said, getting more excited. His eyes sparkled with determination. "It just ans you’re charming enough, and I like you even more. As long as you agree to be my girlfriend, I’ll give you this car..."
The gazes of the surrounding students instantly changed from disgust to envy and jealousy.
Even if they graduated from a prestigious school and worked hard their entire lives, they might not be able to afford an Aston Martin.
Joy remained unfazed. "I’ve made myself very clear. If you keep bothering , I won’t be polite anymore."
The flirtatious man leaned in closer to her and asked, "How exactly are you going to be ’not polite’ to ?"
He soon found out—or rather, he realized he knew nothing at all.
Joy raised her right hand, her palm slicing down toward his neck. With a flick of her hand, his eyes rolled back, and he crumpled to the ground.
Joy didn’t even glance at him as she stepped right over his body.
The surrounding students were dumbfounded to see how powerful Joy was.
They really didn’t know that these two campus beauties and straight-A students were truly extraordinary.
It took a few minutes for the flirtatious man to co to his senses.
He wasn’t even angry. Instead, he excitedly announced to the surrounding students, "I like Avery and Joy! I’m sure I’ll make them my most cherished girlfriends!"
Everyone was stunned.
This man was truly out of his mind.
The news spread rapidly as many students captured photos and videos, posting them on the school’s website.
Everyone was criticizing this man, whose na was Archie Moran.
People asked, "Who is Archie Moran? He’s so arrogant and shaless. I want to hit him just by looking at him."
Soone replied, "He’s Nicolas Moran’s illegitimate son, a graduate of Valemont University, and just got accepted into our graduate program."
Everyone was in an uproar.
"He’s from the Moran Group? No wonder he’s so rich!"
"Even if he’s an illegitimate child, he’s still stronger than ordinary people. He does have the right to be arrogant."
"Like father, like son. I wonder if Avery and Joy can escape his clutches..."
This news quickly reached Louis’s ears.
Louis quickly reported this news to Alexander.
Alexander closed the docunt and revealed a cold smile. "Since this trash’s parents refuse to educate him properly, I’ll do it on behalf of his parents."
The next evening...
Archie reserved the most upscale restaurant on campus to host a dinner for all the beautiful girls. Although not all of them accepted his invitation, nearly a hundred were present. So wealthy or talented boys were also invited, gathering around him to flatter him.
He rambled about how many girlfriends he had and just how beautiful they were.
"I only date girls seriously—no casual flings," he said earnestly. "I’m very generous to my girlfriends. Every girl who dates can beco wealthy. Houses and cars won’t be a problem..."
People asked, "How much do you spend to support so many girlfriends? Does your family really give you that much money to chase girls?"
"No, no!" Archie shook a finger and said proudly, "Although my dad has given a lot of money, the money I use to date girls is all earned by . I run my own gaming company and even bought an e-sports team. I’m making a fortune! I also trade stocks globally, invest in real estate, and trade Bitcoin. I’m making a lot of money..."
If he had nothing but his looks, his dad would probably not spoil him like this.
If he didn’t have so real talent, the Moran family would not accept him and allow him to join the Moran Group.
Everyone listened in awe, feeling a mix of envy and admiration. They raised their glasses to him, saying, "Archie, you’re so capable and generous! You have to take us along to get rich in the future!"
Archie smiled and said, "Sure, sure..."
Before he could finish speaking, the restaurant’s front door was kicked open.
A tall, elegant man with a stern face strode in, moving like a sharp sword directly toward Archie.
Everyone was shocked at first, then they exclaid, "Isn’t this Alexander? Why is he here?"
Archie was so engrossed in his boasting that he only realized Alexander was standing in front of him when he got close.
He said in surprise, "Alexander, what are you doing here?"
Alexander didn’t answer his question. Instead, he grabbed Archie by the hair with one hand and held a bowl of soup in front of him, then pressed his head down into the soup.
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