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I Became The Rich Second Generation Villain

Wang Haoran transmigrated into a parallel world of urban-genre novels and became a rich second-generation son. As a fated Villain, in the near future, the Protagonist will seize his beloved girlfriend and tens of billions of his family’s property. Fortunately, the plot has yet to begin… ( Tired of cliche, face slapping, nationalism and brain dead plots, this is for you.) Join my patreon to support me. patreon.com/Daddy_strikes_ * Buy me a coffee to encourage me. ko-fi.com/daddy_strikes_ *novel not mine. Only translating it here.

Daddy_strikes_ · Urban
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Bike VS Car?

When Chen Zishi heard that Chu Bai wanted to switch seats with Wen Jing, his originally gloomy face immediately lit up with joy.

He received a thousand dollars from Chu Bai and planned to give it to Wen Jing to pay off her debt.

However, Chen Zishi couldn't find a chance to talk to Wen Jing face to face. If Chu Bai could switch seats with Wen Jing, that would be great.

However, Chen Zishi was still a little naive.

Chu Bai actually just wanted to sit with Xu Mu Yan.

It wasn't just because of Chen Zishi that he wanted to switch seats with Wen Jing.

Of course, Chu Bai obviously couldn't say these words out loud.

Under Chen Zishi's expectant gaze, Chu Bai casually picked up a few test papers and got up from his seat and walked to Wen Jing's side.

"Student Wen Jing, can we switch seats? I want to ask Xu Mu Yan some questions." Chu Bai said with a smile on his face.

Wen Jing was bent over her desk and focused on answering questions. Naturally, Chu Bai's sudden appearance disturbed her.

She immediately felt a little displeased. When she turned around and saw that Chu Bai's deskmate was Fatty Chen, she became even more annoyed.

She was very annoyed with Chen Zishi.

"I'm not changing." Wen Jing said angrily.

She had already completed the task that Wang Haoran instructed her to do. Before she received any new instructions, she didn't want to bother with Chen Zishi.

"I have a lot of questions that I don't understand. I want to ask Xu Mu Yan some questions. Studying is a big thing. We're all classmates. What's wrong with making things easier for me? Isn't it the same no matter which seat you sit in? "Chu Bai said unhappily.

"Don't use moral coercion. This is my seat. It's my freedom to change or not. Please leave. Don't disturb my studying!" Wen Jing retorted.

"You …"

Chu Bai was very angry, but he didn't dare to argue with Wen Jing. After all, Xu Mu-yan was watching from the side, and Wen Jing also had Chen Zishi, a brainless flower protector.

He could only leave and return to his original position.

Chen Zishi raised his head in anticipation, but was met with disappointment.

He glared at Chu Bai and went to do his own thing.

Chu Bai was extremely depressed.

At this moment.

Wang Haoran left his seat.

"Wen Jing, can we change seats?"

Hearing this, Wen Jing's eyes were full of resentment. Her heart was sour, but she still stood up obediently and gave her seat to Wang Haoran.

When the two of them passed by each other, Wang Haoran secretly touched Wen Jing's small hand to comfort her.

Wen Jing felt as if she had eaten honey, and her mood suddenly became much better.

Wang Haoran talked seriously with Xu Mu-yan for a short while about her studies.

After the discussion, he didn't leave immediately.

"In the language class today, the teacher praised your composition. Composition is my weakness. Can you lend me your composition to read?" Wang Haoran asked.

"Yours is actually not bad." Xu Mu-yan smiled and found the composition text and handed it to Wang Haoran.

"I'll return it to you tomorrow morning."

"Okay."

The same word, written by different people, would have different styles.

When many words were combined together, there were countless details.

This made it extremely difficult for one person to completely imitate another person's handwriting.

But for the current Wang Haoran, this was quite simple.

Getting Xu Mu-yan's handwriting was only the first step of Wang Haoran's plan.

On the other side of the classroom.

Chu Bai was in a terrible mood.

"This Wen Jing, I told her to move, but she ignored me. Wang Haoran told her to move, but she walked away without a word. She even treated me differently. What a bitch …"

"Who are you scolding?!"

Before Chu Bai could finish his words, Chen Zishi glared at him and roared, as if he was going to fight someone to the death.

It attracted the attention of many people in the class.

Chu Bai opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out. He was extremely sullen.

After a long time, Chu Bai finally calmed down.

He could see that with Wang Haoran around, it was unlikely that he could continue to look for Xu Mu-yan for tutoring.

Then it seemed that his plan to woo Xu Mu-yan had to be put on hold.

Thinking of this, the figure of a mature woman flashed in Chu Bai's mind.

Compared to a young and beautiful girl like Xu Mu-yan, Song Zhenyu was actually more attractive to boys of his age.

"Ms. Song's place seems to be on the same road as mine …"

Chu Bai's mind had other thoughts.

Although the college entrance examination was less than a hundred days away, it was impossible for him to study. He could only flirt with girls to pass the time.

He had a clairvoyance ability, so when the exam came, he could just copy and be done with it.

How many points he could get depended on how well the examinees around him studied.

According to Chu Bai's estimation, it should not be a problem for him to get into a key university.

Because his clairvoyance ability could see very far, it had the effect of a "telescope".

Within a few hundred meters, as long as the examinees were in his field of vision, even if they were separated by many walls, he could clearly see the answers on their exam papers.

— —

After the evening self-study session.

Chu Bai slowly packed his things while paying attention to the person who walked out of the office not far away.

After Song Zhenyu walked out of the office, Chu Bai left the classroom.

Then, he went to the parking lot on campus and rode his old bicycle.

Chu Bai calculated the time and met Song Zhenyu at the school gate as he wished.

"Ms. Song, what a coincidence." Chu Bai stopped the bicycle and pretended to run into Song Zhenyu.

"Hey, it's Chu Bai. The evening self-study session ended long ago, and the students have all left. Why are you still here?" Song Zhenyu smiled.

Almost all the students on campus had left.

There was no one at the school gate.

That was why Song Zhenyu found it strange.

"My grades are very bad, so of course I have to work harder, so I stayed in the classroom for a while." Chu Bai scratched his head and pretended to be a hardworking student.

"Your grades are improving very quickly. Work harder, and you will definitely be able to get into your ideal university during the college entrance examination." Song Zhenyu encouraged.

"Thank you, Ms. Song." Chu Bai smiled and changed the topic.

"Ms. Song, you're walking. Let me give you a ride."

Song Zhenyu lived not far from the school.

After the evening self-study session, she usually walked back by herself.

Chu Bai had already noticed this.

"Ah, this …" Song Zhenyu didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Ms. Song, it's already past ten at night. Look at how beautiful you are. It's very dangerous for you to go back alone. Let me give you a ride after the evening self-study session. It's on the way anyway."

Chu Bai was a little excited. He hurriedly wiped the back seat of the bicycle and urged.

"Come!"

And at this moment.

A Kurinan stopped by the side.

The door opened, and Wang Haoran came out.