OFR – Chapter 318 It’s him!

The boy was looking at a Koenigsegg ONE:1 — one of the most elite supercars in the world, known for breaking numerous speed records.

It might not have been the most expensive car at the annual Nanjing Auto Show, but it was definitely the most eye-catching.

Because its appearance was simply stunning.

Its sleek curves gave off a chill that made one’s heart tremble — like a blade drawn from its sheath.

Koenigsegg!

The brand’s emblem, rendered with a sense of elegance and rebellious flair, was proudly displayed on the front of the car.

The Chinese translation of this name? Blade.

Koenigsegg was a legendary supercar brand with Swiss royal influences. Its emblem depicted a ghost-like figure.

This is why many Chinese supercar enthusiasts often referred to it as the Ghost Supercar.

Whether in terms of performance or appearance, this car was at the absolute pinnacle — so much so that it wasn’t just average car lovers being drawn in at the show, but even many of Nanjing’s renowned wealthy businessmen and tycoons had come to admire it.

But after learning the price, all of them left with bitter smiles.

This incredibly attention-grabbing luxury supercar had been on display for nearly a month — yet remained unsold.

Ninety-seven million six hundred thousand yuan!

A number that was just about to break into nine digits.

In Nanjing, not to mention those who could casually spend over 100 million on a car — even among those whose total net worth exceeded that number, there were only a few hundred at most. And those with actual liquid assets in the nine-digit range? At most, thirty to fifty people!

So, the only people who could afford this Koenigsegg were undoubtedly at the very top of Nanjing’s elite — super-rich and highly influential.

As for the young man standing here now, looking to be only about twenty years old — no one believed that he could afford such a symbol of wealth and status.

Not the senior sales consultants at the auto show, nor Lanlan, Xiao Qian, or Li Shan — none of them believed it.

But they didn’t say much either, simply following quietly behind the boy, admiring this head-turning Koenigsegg.

Lanlan, however, was more focused on Mu Bai than on the car.

For the past ten minutes or so, she’d been frowning slightly, trying to figure out why this boy looked so familiar.

Especially his side profile — it was sharply handsome, and it stirred a strange familiarity in her heart.

Where had she seen him before?

Lanlan kept thinking hard.

She was certain they had met. Although the boy pretended not to recognize her, she was sure they’d crossed paths before.

Maybe just in passing, or perhaps they had interacted online?

Just as she rubbed her temples trying to recall, a QQ notification sounded from her phone.

It was the end of the year — most classmates were either home with family or waiting at the joint car show for Qing Yan or Chen Chen to arrive.

So she wasn’t expecting anyone to contact her.

Curious, she checked her phone and saw there were no private messages — just a new post from a “special contact” on her QQ feed.

It was a post from Qian Yiwen.

Lanlan and Qian Yiwen were both considered top beauties in their literature department. Lanlan constantly compared herself to her rival, so she naturally paid close attention to her updates.

She glanced casually at the post — and her expression immediately turned unsurprised.

Once again, Qian Yiwen was posting about her novel’s success and expressing gratitude to her fans.

It was her third post of this kind.

Lanlan had known since the first post that Qian Yiwen’s novel had performed spectacularly — boosted significantly by the mysterious, wealthy boyfriend “Gao Leng Mu,” who had given her a whopping 3 million yuan in donations.

This massive support catapulted the novel to the top of the entire online literature industry.

In the web fiction world, exposure is everything.

With this much attention, Qian Yiwen’s book continued to break records in the female literature space.

The latest post revealed that she had now officially earned the title of Platinum Author — a distinction that typically implies eight-figure annual earnings through royalties and licensing deals.

Such income made her not just an exceptional student at Nanjing University but a true elite figure in all of Jiangsu Province.

For Lanlan, who had always seen Qian Yiwen as a rival, this created an overwhelming sense of helplessness.

She was still just a student — yet her “competitor” had already become a multimillionaire.

“Hmph, if not for Gao Leng Mu, would you have had this much attention? Would your book have done so well without that 3 million tip?”

She couldn’t help but vent silently to herself.

But just as that bitter thought surfaced, something clicked in her mind — and she quickly started scrolling through Qian Yiwen’s QQ posts.

Gao Leng Mu!

That’s right — just now, something had triggered the memory of him. Specifically, the side profile photo Qian Yiwen had once posted while showing off her boyfriend.

That side profile!

Lanlan felt like she had made a connection. Holding her breath, she scrolled frantically through Qian Yiwen’s posts.

It didn’t take long.

Soon, she found two picture posts from two months ago.

[A photo of me and my boyfriend~ Doesn’t he look handsome? Even though he covered part of his face, you can still tell! He’s too shy for full-face photos~]

[Yay! Another killer side-profile shot!]

Lanlan stared at the two photos — pictures she’d already looked at dozens of times — and for a moment, she froze.

Then she looked up instinctively.

At that very moment, the boy nearby turned slightly as he chatted with a sales consultant. From that angle, his side profile came into view again.

And suddenly, her mind buzzed — her thoughts thrown into complete disarray.

Because the boy in front of her looked exactly like Gao Leng Mu in the photo.

That’s why he looked so familiar!

Just as she was still uncertain, the boy smiled lightly at the consultant, then calmly pulled a bank card from his pocket and handed it over.

His voice was steady and composed as he said:

“Nice car. I’ll take it — full payment.”

His voice wasn’t loud, but in that moment, it echoed throughout the exhibition hall.

The sales consultants who had just returned to their seats looked up in shock. So did Li Shan and Xiao Qian.

Their eyes were wide, stunned by what they had just heard.

As for Lanlan — she stared at the boy now spending money like water, her heartbeat racing uncontrollably.

In that moment, the image of Gao Leng Mu, the mysterious rich boyfriend, completely merged with the boy in front of her.

She had never expected that the “Little Mu” who once sent her 520 red envelopes of 13.14 yuan each, the boy who made her heart flutter without even meeting him, the one who made her feel heartbroken seeing his sweet posts with Qian Yiwen…

…would suddenly appear before her in such a shocking way.

With no warning. No mental preparation.

This abrupt twist left Lanlan completely dazed — staring blankly into space, as if lost in a dream.