Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 262 Do you know how expensive hair transplants are these days?

"Alright! You're such a womanizer! Remember to bring that cheesecake!" the roommates replied with a laugh.

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On the other side, Huang Yixin came out wearing a bathrobe after taking a shower.

Her skin, moistened by hot water, was fair and rosy, like the finest mutton fat jade. Her long, wet hair was draped over her shoulders, with water droplets still dripping from the ends, leaving dark stains on her bathrobe.

Despite being the most conservatively dressed, her stunning figure and the languid charm of someone fresh from a bath exuded a breathtakingly alluring sensuality, almost innocent yet captivating.

She adjusted her collar a little shyly, her cheeks slightly flushed. "Excuse me, could I go back and change my clothes, and then bring the bathrobe back?"

Ye Fan's gaze lingered on her for a moment, and the impact was even greater than expected.

He suppressed the flutter in his heart, his smile gentle and casual: "It's alright, you can wear them back. These are all brand new spares."

Huang Yixin thought about it and decided to go back and change her clothes before returning them.

Huang Yixin, dressed in casual sportswear, still looked alluring and lively.

"Mr. Ye, if there's nothing else, shall we conclude today's lesson?"

"Okay, sure!"

Huang Yixin smiled slightly and waved to Ye Fan: "Goodbye then!"

"Okay, goodbye!"

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The elevator doors opened with a "ding," and Huang Yixin was about to step in when she bumped into a girl who was about to get out of the elevator.

The girl was very young, with a natural and elegant appearance. She wore a bright, high ponytail and a brand-new, well-fitting light pink tracksuit that accentuated her youthful charm.

She carried a small canvas bag, looking like a little deer full of anticipation, with pure and bright eyes.

It was Chen Chulin who rushed over.

The two women's eyes met briefly in mid-air.

Huang Yixin's keen senses as a mature woman allowed her to instantly capture the fleeting, extremely subtle surprise and inquiry in the girl's eyes when she saw her coming out of Ye Fan's house.

A professional, impeccably polite smile immediately appeared on her face. She stepped aside to make way and nodded slightly.

Chen Chulin subconsciously returned a sweet smile, and with a hint of curiosity, quickly stepped out of the elevator.

The elevator doors slowly closed, blocking Huang Yixin's last thoughtful glance.

The moment the door closed, she seemed to see the athletic girl, like a fledgling returning to its nest, excitedly rushing towards Ye Fan, who was standing by the door.

As the elevator descended, Huang Yixin shook her head, shaking off that subtle emotion and regaining the calm of a professional coach.

At the door, Chen Chulin had already run up to Ye Fan, her little face tilted up, her big eyes sparkling: "Honey, I took a shower and changed clothes as soon as I got your message and rushed over! How fast was that?"

She exuded a clean, soapy scent and a youthful freshness, which subtly contrasted with the lingering, sweet fragrance of another woman's bath in the room.

Ye Fan naturally put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her inside. His gaze swept over her cheeks, which were slightly flushed from jogging, and her energetic figure. A smile appeared on his lips, and he casually replied, "Yeah, soon. Perfect timing, I just finished showering not long ago too."

Chen Chulin wore a brand-new light pink tracksuit, which accentuated her youthful, elastic figure.

Although it lacks the impact of Huang Yixin's mature and seductive charm, it is like a peach covered in morning dew, exuding a pure and alluring sweetness that is equally tempting.

Having already been provoked and aroused to the point of "blazing fire", Ye Fan could no longer restrain himself.

He chuckled softly, strode forward, and amidst Chen Chulin's gasp, swept her up in his arms!

His actions were forceful and possessive.

"Ah~~ Honey! What are you doing!" Chen Chulin symbolically punched his shoulder lightly, her face instantly turning red, her voice filled with coquettishness, but her body honestly nestled into his arms.

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For the next hour or so, the master bedroom became a battlefield exclusively for the two of them.

All of Chen Chulin's weak, kitten-like resistance crumbled under Ye Fan's ardent and resolute advances. Sweat soaked her temples, and their breaths mingled into an ambiguous melody.

Ye Fan lay contentedly on the soft bed.

Chen Chulin, standing beside him, seemed to have her bones removed, limp and listless, not wanting to move a single finger.

Fine beads of sweat clung to her smooth forehead and rosy skin, a few strands of hair clung damply to her cheeks, her chest rose and fell gently with her still-uneven breathing, and her eyes stared unfocused at the ceiling, as if her soul was still drifting in the clouds.

After a short rest, Ye Fan turned to her, a satisfied smile on his face, and gently patted her smooth, slightly sweaty arm: "Let's go, pack up and go back to school."

"Ugh... I can't go on anymore." Chen Chulin didn't even have the strength to shake her head, only able to murmur like a kitten, filled with weariness and a hint of coquetry, "I really don't have any strength left... You should go back by yourself!"

Her voice was so soft and sweet it could drip water.

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Ye Fan couldn't help but chuckle and tease her, "Alright then. Looks like you really need to work on your physical training. Look at your small frame, your stamina needs improvement."

He pinched her slender waist meaningfully.

Chen Chulin merely moved her shoulders in protest, barely and weakly, too exhausted to even glare at him, too tired to utter another word.

Ye Fan looked at it and said, "Then you can decide for yourself. You can go back or stay here. There are plenty of vegetables in the refrigerator. If you get hungry, just make yourself something simple to eat."

He pointed towards the kitchen.

Chen Chulin closed her eyes and nodded very slightly, it was unclear whether she had listened or was simply groaning from exhaustion.

Ye Fan tidied up briefly and then left the duplex.

After the McLaren was scrapped, the only drivable car is still in the bamboo grove courtyard.

When I got to the entrance of the residential area, I hailed a taxi.

"Master, Nanjing University Xianlin Campus."

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Back in the dorm, Ki Woo-ho, as always, played games.

Wearing huge gaming headsets, he was almost buried in the screen, his keyboard and mouse clattering away, completely absorbed in the intense team battle, oblivious to the outside world.

Li Yifeng, on the other hand, was like a raging caged beast, frantically pulling at his hair in front of the laptop screen. His already sparse hairline looked even more precarious between his fingers, and he was muttering to himself.

Ye Fan walked over and skillfully tossed an iced can of cola onto each of their tables.

Then, after offering him another cigarette, he grabbed Li Yifeng's hand, which was misbehaving on his head, and said earnestly, "Stop grabbing like that! Do you know how expensive hair transplants are these days? They're charged per hair! You're not just grabbing hair, you're grabbing money!"

Li Yifeng froze, lowered his hand, and revealed an expression more like a grimace: "Old Ye! You're finally back! Damn it, you've infuriated me!"