After Divorce, I Can Hear the Future

Chapter 70: A Long-Lost Flutter

Chapter 70: A Long-Lost Flutter Past 10 PM, Lu Liang and Su Wanyu arrived at Guangzhong Fifth Village. This area housed campuses of prestigious universities like Shanghai University of Finance and Economics, Shanghai International Studies University, ShanghaiTech University, and Tongji University.  

Though it was summer vacation, many graduate school aspirants were still around, making the streets lively.  

As a Lamborghini SUV drove through the university town, it immediately drew envious stares from the students.  

“Hongfa Apartments, just ahead,” Su Wanyu directed, pointing to a worn-out 26-story building with many lit windows, indicating a high occupancy rate.  

"I drove you all the way back. Aren’t you going to invite me up for a glass of water?" Lu Liang asked playfully as he parked by the roadside.  

Suspicious, Su Wanyu replied, "What are you planning?"  

After a whole evening together, the once-polite "Mr. Lu" had, in her eyes, transformed into "Lu the Rascal." And strangely, she found herself liking the rascal more—he felt more genuine, with a touch of human warmth.  

Still, their relationship had progressed rapidly enough for one evening, and the thought of taking another step forward made her uneasy.  

"Just curious. I want to see your place," Lu Liang admitted candidly. He shared stories from his days as a real estate agent, describing the various conditions of young women’s apartments he had encountered—some immaculately tidy, others surprisingly messy. He was curious which category Su Wanyu fell into.  

"You used to be a real estate agent?" she asked, surprised.  

"Of course. I wasn’t born rich, after all," Lu Liang said casually.  

His nonchalant tone belied the hardships she imagined he must have endured to reach his current position. Her heart softened, though she feigned ferocity. "Just a quick visit and a glass of water—if you try anything, you’ll regret it."  

"Understood, Miss Tigress," Lu Liang chuckled, ruffling her hair, which earned him a playful slap on the hand.  

“Stop it, you’re annoying!” she grumbled, baring her teeth. But as she turned away, a faint smile betrayed her true feelings.  

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Lu Liang helped her out of the car, steadying her as she hobbled on her crutch. She lived in a small single room on the sixth floor of the apartment building.  

“6023, this is it,” she said, hesitating as she fished for her keys.  

Lu Liang stood by, smiling knowingly. Since they were already at the door, there was no way he wouldn’t take a look inside.  

“Fine, come in. It’s nothing special anyway.”  

Pushing open the door and turning on the lights, the modest layout was immediately visible.  

The room was simple: a bed, a desk and chair, a mirror, and a fabric wardrobe. Books dominated the rest of the space.  

There was no girly pink theme, just a clean and straightforward setup. The only unusual item was a long blue seahorse-shaped body pillow on the bed. The lower part of the pillow was noticeably faded compared to the upper half, hinting at its frequent use as a snuggling companion.  

Noticing Lu Liang’s gaze, Su Wanyu blushed furiously and quickly covered the pillow with her blanket. She hopped over to the desk,