C12 Rollsroyce Phantom

He had a nagging feeling that the attractive upperclassman looked familiar, yet he couldn't quite place where he had seen her before.

Shen Mengqi's expression stiffened momentarily before quickly returning to normal.

"I'm Qingwan's roommate, Shen Mengqi. Remember? I was right beside Qingwan during the orientation day!"

She explained with patience.

"Oh..."

But he still couldn't recall.

Back then, his focus had been entirely on Soong Qingwan, and he had no recollection of Shen Mengqi being there.

"Hello, senior."

Despite not remembering her, Lin Chen greeted her respectfully as a matter of courtesy.

A delighted smile spread across Shen Mengqi's face.

"Do you remember now?"

Lin Chen nodded, a bit embarrassed.

At that moment, Shen Mengqi slid a form across Lin Chen's desk, leaning forward provocatively as she did so.

"Junior, how about joining our Literature Society?"

She said, punctuating her offer with a playful wink at Lin Chen.

Lin Chen instinctively shifted back a little.

He couldn't help feeling overwhelmed, fearing he was stretching himself too thin.

"Senior, I've already joined another club, and I'm worried I won't be able to manage another commitment."

Undeterred by Lin Chen's refusal, Shen Mengqi casually took a seat in front of him, right where Soong Qingwan had been sitting.

"What club could possibly be better than our Literature Society? We're the premier club of the School of Literature, and we're known for having many beautiful members!"

She said, resting her chin in her hand and feigning an innocent charm.

"The Classical Studies Society."

At those words, Shen Mengqi's face darkened as she inwardly cursed Soong Qingwan.

Outwardly, she had preached about not dating during college, but behind the scenes, she was pursuing the same interests as Shen Mengqi.

With that in mind, Shen Mengqi leaned in closer and whispered so only Lin Chen could hear:

"You want to avoid hassle, right? How about this: join our society in name only, and you won't have to lift a finger for any Literature Society activities. What do you say?"

Lin Chen chuckled and responded,

"Senior, are you offering me a backdoor favor using your position?"

Shen Mengqi leaned back, cradling her chin in her hands:

"If that's how you choose to see it, I suppose that's alright."

Just then, the system that had been absent for several days made an appearance.

Beep! Congratulations, host, for triggering the story mission: Join Shen Mengqi's Literature Club and receive a Rolls-Royce Phantom as a reward.

Holy cow!

A Rolls-Royce!

This mission was a walk in the park compared to reporting in with a helicopter.

Just join a club and get a Rolls-Royce Phantom? Why the heck not?

Besides, Shen Mengqi had mentioned it was just a nominal role.

But for a Rolls-Royce Phantom, he'd make time no matter how busy he was.

What's a Rolls-Royce Phantom, you ask?

Pure romance for any man!

While Lin Chen was lost in thought, Shen Mengqi inquired:

"Have you made up your mind, junior?"

Snapping out of his reverie, Lin Chen offered a slight smile:

"Yes, I've decided. I'm in."

Upon hearing this, Shen Mengqi beamed with joy, promptly passing a pen to Lin Chen.

As soon as Lin Chen finished signing up, the system's mechanical voice echoed in his mind.

Congratulations, host, for completing the mission. You've earned a Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Note: The sports car is parked beneath the School of Literature building, and the keys are in your pocket.

Lin Chen reached into his pocket and, sure enough, his fingers wrapped around a set of car keys.

Observing Lin Chen's peculiar behavior, Shen Mengqi was puzzled.

"Is something wrong, junior?"

Lin Chen just smiled:

"All good."

"Senior, you're truly my good luck charm."

Shen Mengqi paused, taken aback.

Was Lin Chen flirting with her?

As realization dawned, a blush crept across Shen Mengqi's cheeks as she playfully chided:

"I never pegged you as a charmer with the ladies..."