Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

The "stamp" in Chapter 510's invitation?

Ye Fan's nameless anger was about to flare up.

Just as he was about to question how the other person had entered the house so quietly, before the words could even reach his throat, the woman's voice, as sweet as honey, floated over again:

"Sir, did you sleep well? Were you satisfied with their 'wake-up service'?"

As she spoke, she tilted her head slightly, and her eyes, which should have been cold and sharp, were now brimming with a pool of clear autumn water. Her bright, watery eyes curved into crescent moons, exuding an indescribable liveliness and charm.

"It's...it's alright."

The visual impact so close made Ye Fan's throat dry, and the anger he felt from being disturbed earlier inexplicably dissipated by the other person's smile.

He was stunned as soon as he said it!

Holy crap! What am I saying?

Seeing this, the woman gave her a seductive wink, leaned forward slightly, and spoke with a hint of coquetry:

"Since you're so comfortable, sir, could you please do me the honor of giving him that 'stamp' from your invitation?"

"Printed pattern?" Ye Fan was slightly taken aback.

Before he left, Wu Shaojie did hand him a heavy-looking invitation, but he was preoccupied with other things and didn't look at it carefully at all.

Now, upon casually pulling it out of my coat pocket, sure enough, in the lower right corner of the invitation, there was a uniquely shaped print with excellent embossing and gold foil stamping.

Ye Fan gripped the invitation, his brows furrowing even more deeply:

"What do you need this for?" He simply couldn't understand how this little piece of paper had anything to do with the "special service" they'd just experienced.

Seeing his blank expression, the woman understood—this handsome young patron was probably experiencing the "ways of the game" in this circle for the first time.

A brighter, sweeter smile bloomed on her face, as if she were teaching a naive child:

"This little stamp is a valuable commodity here; you can exchange it directly for 'little gold tickets' at the counter!"

Buzz! Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat, and Wu Shaojie's meaningful words before leaving, "Someone will pay the bill," flashed through his mind.

Holy crap! That's some serious brain teasers!

He then realized that this invitation was not just a ticket, but a gleaming check.

So this is how you "pay the bill"! This little stamp is actually the settlement voucher for this kind of "thoughtful service"!

A virtual symbol replaces the naked cash transaction, wrapping everything in a seemingly respectable invitation.

The rules in this circle are both hypocritical and ingeniously sophisticated, truly astonishing!

"Alright, here you go." Ye Fan wasn't stingy at all. He simply used his fingernail to pry off the gold stamp and handed it to the woman in front of him who had an angelic voice and devilish methods.

It was as if what was handed out was not a piece of paper, but a hush money payment for an absurd deal and the spoils of his recent "disarming".

The woman took the brochure, carefully examined it against the light to verify its authenticity, and after confirming it was genuine, her smile became even brighter and more sincere: "Thank you so much for your generosity, sir!"

She carefully tucked away the floral print, but instead of leaving immediately, she leaned forward slightly, revealing a breathtaking glimpse of snow-white skin at her neckline, her voice as soft as a lover's whisper:

"Look, it's still early. Is there anything else you need? Whatever it is... I'm happy to help."

She deliberately emphasized the words "no matter what," and the implication in her eyes was almost overflowing.

"Cough cough cough!"

Ye Fan was almost choked by this blunt "after-sales service" and quickly waved his hand, as if shooing away an overly enthusiastic bee:

"No need! You can leave now!" The tone was firm and decisive, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Okay~ then I won't disturb your enjoyment any longer, sir. Please get some rest~" A fleeting hint of disappointment crossed the woman's face, but it vanished in an instant.

She blew Ye Fan a kiss with captivating charm, then swayed her slender yet powerful waist, and with the cat-like steps of a runway model, walked towards the door, her high heels clicking as she moved.

The full curves of her hips, encased in a tight short skirt, swayed dramatically from side to side with each step, tracing dazzling arcs, as if silently flaunting her recent "victories" and her own assets.

Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief as the delicate perfume scent gradually faded after the door closed gently.

He looked around to make sure no one was there, then quickly stood up and straightened his slightly disheveled clothes, thinking to himself: This place is really a test of composure.

......

The warm water washed away the noise on the track and the absurd stickiness remaining in the rest area.

Ye Fan walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, water droplets still dripping from his hair, and the misty steam clung to his muscular upper body.

He casually grabbed a dry towel and wiped his face. Seeing that it was still early, he let himself sink into the large, soft sofa in the living room.

The moment my body sank in, a feeling of tired yet relaxed comfort spread through me.

I took out my phone, and the rabbit avatar on the screen was quietly lit up.

With a tap of her finger, she sent a message: "JD Express will arrive at the school gate in a little while, remember to pick it up."

The message was replied to almost instantly, the girl's curiosity and excitement leaping between the lines: "Huh? What did you buy? Why are you being so mysterious! (^▽^)"

Ye Fan's lips unconsciously curved into a gentle smile, his slender fingers dancing nimbly across the screen: "What else could it be? The new phone I got for you."

If it were any other shrewd woman, she might have already started exchanging pleasantries or silently calculating the value of the gift.

But Tang Yanning is completely different.

The next second, Ye Fan's phone screen was flooded with a series of wildly spinning and jumping cartoon emoticons—a spinning bunny, a star shooting hearts, and a row of sparkling kisses!

Even through the screen, Ye Fan could almost see her beautiful peach blossom eyes curving into two sweet crescent moons, and a blush of happiness spreading across her cheeks.

This joy was pure and unadulterated, without any consideration for the price tag.

For Tang Yanning, the seed of this joy was planted back in her first year of high school when she was just beginning to experience romantic feelings and her eyes followed Ye Fan's back.

Anything given by Ye Fan, even if it's just an ordinary pebble picked up casually on the roadside, shines in her eyes with a brilliance surpassing even rare jewels.

Ye Fan remembered that when he took her to the computer mall to get a new computer last time, he noticed that her old phone was noticeably sluggish. It would lag even when she unlocked the screen, let alone run the games she liked.

So this time, he specifically ordered an iPhone 6 Plus with top-of-the-line memory.

This newly released flagship phone, with its super-large screen and slim, sleek body, was tailor-made for a young woman like her who loved playing games on her phone and watching dramas late into the night.

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