Chapter 519 This Person, Quite Interesting
"This person is quite interesting." Albert glanced at the profile, noting that the individual is female, 22 years old, and lives in Starfall Town, not far from the city.
"Only 22 years old, could she be a college student?" Albert became excited again. Who would write poetry in their self-introduction other than a college student? If he could get a college girl, it would be more exciting than any busty housewife. In the eyes of high school students like them, college girls were someone to look up to.
Albert quickly pressed the friend request button, patiently waiting for the response.
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Meanwhile, Kevin and Ivan walked to a corner. Ivan furrowed his brows and asked, "Kevin, what's your relationship with Fiona? Why is she speaking up for you?"
"No relationship, maybe she just thinks classmates should help each other," Kevin replied nonchalantly. "Too bad she doesn't know some people only stab others in the back and scheme behind their backs."
"Ivan, watch your mouth. If Jeremy sends someone to deal with you and me, it's not my problem," Ivan retorted. He then asked, "Do you really have no connection with Fiona? Why do I feel like Fiona's attitude towards you is different?"
Glancing at Ivan coldly, Kevin said, "Ivan, you're being boring. If you want to know Fiona's attitude, ask her, don't ask me. Are you scared?"
"Not scared, I just wanted to confirm with you first," Ivan blushed, feeling like Kevin had hit the nail on the head. He had asked Fiona before, but she had ignored him, so he turned to Kevin.
"Ivan, listen carefully. I'm not interested in Fiona. Also, tell Jeremy to keep away from the girls in our class in the future. If I see him, I'll beat him up," Kevin asserted confidently.
Feeling frustrated, Ivan left. He couldn't shake off the feeling that Kevin seemed more like the class monitor of Class 57. He muttered, "Good that there's no connection. Kevin, I'm just looking out for you. You, from an ordinary family, should focus on studying and not waste time. You know Fiona's dad is the deputy county mayor. Even if Fiona likes you, it's useless. We are from different worlds." With that, Ivan walked away.
Kevin shook his head in resignation. He hadn't lied to Ivan; he really had no feelings for Fiona. Now, he was thinking about how to progress things with Audrey. If only Audrey were as proactive as Grace, would he still care about her if she had Grace's personality?
Approaching Albert, Kevin saw him engrossed in his phone conversation. He patted Albert on the shoulder and jokingly said, "Albert, who are you chatting with so enthusiastically? Not some busty housewife, I hope. I warn you, there are many scammers online. The person might turn out to be a creepy old man."
"I'm not that stupid," Albert retorted, ignoring Kevin. Excitedly, he continued, "She's a legitimate college girl, much classier than any busty housewife. She speaks elegantly, definitely a quiet and elegant beauty."
"Plum Blossom?" Kevin almost burst out laughing. "Is anyone still using that kind of username? It's so outdated. Feels like a college girl from twenty years ago. Albert, be careful, the person might actually be a charming old lady."
"Get lost, stop bothering me," Albert shot back at Kevin. "You're the old lady here, your whole family is old ladies."
Seeing Albert about to lose his temper, Kevin shook his head in disbelief. Albert was acting crazy; he realized he had to help him out, or else Albert might go off the deep end in a few days.
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On the school playground, Grace stood in the middle of the basketball court, wearing a black and red sports outfit. Her chest was accentuated by the tight sports top, her ample bosom almost bursting out. Below, her shorts hugged her buttocks, outlining a seductive curve.
Her firm and round buttocks looked perky under the shorts, exuding elasticity that made one want to slap them hard. Beneath the shorts were two smooth and white legs, perfectly proportioned and strong, emanating a captivating aura of mature femininity.
"Keep running, no slacking off. Frank, Chris, both of you are always the last ones. You'll do twenty push-ups later," Grace said sternly, watching the group running around the basketball court, not mincing her words.
At the end of the line, Frank and Chris were panting, sweating profusely, showing signs of fatigue.
"Chris, did you get that thing yet? It's been a while," Frank turned to see Grace's mature and hot figure, a fiery light in his eyes. Annoyed, he said, "When are we going to have our way with Grace? I can't wait."
"Don't worry, it's not easy to get that thing now. I had to search online from several places before buying it. It'll arrive in a few days," Chris said with a grin. "When the time comes, we'll make Grace drink it, and she'll obediently let us have our way. But remember, I go first. That day's competition, I came last."
"No way, you cheated. We'll redo it later," Frank protested. The day they had a competition, Chris was almost at his limit, but he secretly used a compass to prick his thigh, barely winning against Frank.
After arguing for a while, they decided to go together, with Chris taking care of the lower body and Frank the upper body. Despite feeling a bit cheated, Frank preferred this over watching Chris have his way with Grace.
Unaware of the two boys plotting against her, Grace was chatting with a netizen named Lone Wolf in the ancient city. A few minutes ago, Lone Wolf had added her. Grace had created her social media account when she was about to graduate from college for job-hunting convenience. Later, she became a teacher at a good school in the city, rarely using her social media account and not bothering to update the information. Today, during a break in her physical education class, Grace opened her social media account to check if there were any updates from her college classmates. Someone had added her as a friend, and Grace was about to reject the request when she noticed the username was somewhat similar to hers, triggering memories of her youth. She impulsively accepted the request and started chatting with this person.
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