Chapter 628 - 304: Chance Encounter with Ma Zifan
Chapter 628: Chapter 304: Chance Encounter with Ma Zifan
Bund No. 18.
When Ma Zifan saw Lin Shen strolling over, he planned to say hello and, while he was at it, ask about Qin Yuenan and what her good friend Zhao Jianing was up to.
But when he saw that the woman with Lin Shen wasn’t Qin Yuenan, he was completely stunned.
’Seriously, man?’
’Bringing your mistress to a fancy French restaurant like Ultraviolet by Paul Pairet for dinner?’
’He’s really good at playing the "devoted" part!’
As far as Ma Zifan was concerned, Qin Yuenan was, without a doubt, Lin Shen’s girlfriend.
After all, in terms of looks, figure, family background, and capabilities, she was a perfect match for Lin Shen.
Therefore, from Ma Zifan’s perspective as a rich heir, any other woman had to be Lin Shen’s mistress.
Or, perhaps, she was a new acquaintance he’d asked out to get to know better... before things heated up later that night.
So, having reached this conclusion, Ma Zifan smiled, greeted Lin Shen, and asked curiously about his companion.
’Maybe she’s just his sister?’
"Here you are! And this is...?"
"My girlfriend, Jiang Wan."
After smiling and introducing Jiang Wan, Lin Shen introduced Ma Zifan to her.
"He’s a friend of mine, Ma Zifan. His family’s in foreign trade. A rich guy."
"Come on, Shen, don’t flatter me. Rich? Not compared to you."
Ma Zifan quickly demurred, then offered Jiang Wan a friendly handshake.
"A pleasure to meet you. You have such an elegant air about you. Are you a university professor, by any chance?"
"Yes, you have a sharp eye."
Jiang Wan said with a smile.
"I’m currently a counselor at a university here in Modu. Thank you, Mr. Ma, for looking out for my Lin Shen. I hope you’ll continue to support him in the future. I’d be very grateful."
"Of course!"
Ma Zifan hadn’t expected Jiang Wan to be so gracious. He quickly shook her hand again, feeling a sense of admiration for her.
’The women Lin Shen surrounds himself with are all top-tier!’
’Never mind Qin Yuenan, who used to be roommates with Zhao Jianing and is now a high-powered executive at Pet Guardian Home.’
’And this Jiang Wan is something else, too!’
’A university counselor—you can tell at a glance she’s the gentle, "big sister" type.’
’Of course, her figure was also a perfect fit for that image... Her magnificent, ample bosom was almost frighteningly large, assuming it wasn’t the result of "technology."’
Thanks to his family’s wealth, Ma Zifan went through women every few days. He’d been with countless internet celebrities and minor starlets.
Take his current dinner date, a beauty named An Qian. She was a fairly well-known influencer on TikTok, with three to four hundred thousand followers.
Her account page was filled with videos of her dancing in a mask. She only revealed her face on rare occasions, and that was just to bait the big spenders.
Ma Zifan took an interest in her, so he threw a bit of money around to help her win a few livestreaming battles, after which it was only natural to ask her out.
Of course, to Ma Zifan, a hundred-some thousand yuan might not have been a big deal.
But for a minor influencer with just over three hundred thousand followers, over a hundred thousand was an astronomical sum!
That was why An Qian had been willing to go to dinner with Ma Zifan.
Of course, she knew the rules of the game, so she’d come dressed in ultra-thin, sheer black stockings and a form-fitting, hip-hugging skirt that showed off every inch of her graceful, delicate figure.
After all, when a man is out and about, his woman is a reflection of his status.
But her sexy, fiery outfit was somehow outshined by Jiang Wan’s simple, gentle elegance!
Jiang Wan wasn’t even trying to show anything off, yet the proud swell of her chest was practically eye-popping.
’So eye-catching!’
This couldn’t help but make An Qian feel the sting of defeat, the kind of frustration that comes from being on the losing end of a silent competition between women.
After all, she considered herself quite exceptional, but she had to admit defeat in the face of Jiang Wan’s god-tier physique and natural gifts—the woman looked like she was built in a character creator.
There was simply no comparison.
Of course, Ma Zifan knew full well that a figure like Jiang Wan’s didn’t need any special attire to stand out.
Most of the women he was with were just pretty faces.
Even the ones with good bodies had earned them in the gym, sculpting their abs and getting so-called "peach-hip" butts.
Jiang Wan, however, was clearly all-natural talent. There was no way to achieve that through effort.
’Maybe if she’d grown up eating nothing but papaya, but even that couldn’t explain this!’
And if it were plastic surgery, it wouldn’t look so natural.
There was no lewdness or lust in Ma Zifan’s eyes as he looked at Jiang Wan, only pure admiration—and envy for Lin Shen.
After all, large chests were common enough, but a "slender branch bearing heavy fruit" was a rare sight indeed!
Even with plastic surgery, no one would go as far as removing ribs just to look good, right?
In any case, Jiang Wan’s figure looked completely natural, which was exactly what Ma Zifan envied so much.
’Why did Lin Shen get to score someone so stacked?’
’And the most crucial part was, she wasn’t just gentle, beautiful, and well-built—her aura was in a class of its own.’
’A university counselor... How on earth did Lin Shen manage to two-time a woman with her status and perception?’
’Wouldn’t she find out in a heartbeat...?’
In any case, Ma Zifan had to admire Lin Shen’s guts.
But as he took a closer look at Jiang Wan, he got a strange feeling of familiarity. He stroked his chin and said thoughtfully,
"This might be a bit forward, but have we met somewhere before? You look incredibly familiar."
"I’ve posted some videos on TikTok. I have a decent number of followers."
Jiang Wan smiled gently. Before Ma Zifan could process that, An Qian’s eyes lit up. She covered her mouth and gasped.
"Don’t tell me you’re Shui Yanwei! The micro-film blogger who just went viral, the one who gained over a million followers in just a few days!"