Unspoken Rules of Love in Dating CEOs

Author: Yueyang Yue Ya

To be honest, my boyfriend only dated me to pay off his debt to me.

He was a college student, but he accidentally scratched my Mercedes-Maybach, which was worth more than a million dollars.

So he asked me "Can I pay you 150 dollars?"

"Are you short of money?" I smiled and told him, "Don't worry. You don't have to pay."

"Why don't you be my boyfriend to pay off your debt to me?"

After the deal was made, I looked at the young college boy in front of me and raised my eyebrows proudly. "What a bargain."

He pulled a long face, frowned, and cursed me in a low voice. However, the moment I turned around, he secretly curled his lips.

The best hunters always appeared as prey.

This was a story between a beautiful, rich but mischievous older girl and a cunning student toy boy.

1

Today, under the background music of "It's a Small World", I was invited to go back to my alma mater, the University of Samsville, to give a speech as an excellent alumnus.

The music was good. The presentation went very smoothly and I was in a good mood. I took a deep breath and was about to shout, "The University of Samsville, Helena Johnson is finally back!"

Unfortunately...

There were two deep and long scratches on the door of my new Mercedes-Maybach. I could see the bottom paint!

"Who? Who is it? How dare you scratch my love?"

"Miss, is this car yours?"

A student poked his head out from the rear end and came up to me after getting off his bike.

He pointed to the handle of his bike and casually showed me the remaining red paint on it.

"Sorry, I scratched your car," he said.

Sorry? He sounded stiff and distant, without the slightest trace of regret!

"Hey, kiddo, you scratched my new car. How dare you be so casual about it..." I looked up angrily, ready to teach him a lesson of regret.

Wait, I was the one regretting it.

Following his hand, I saw that his hand was slender and his wrist was white. Although the white shirt he was wearing was not of great quality, the figure underneath was mouthwatering.

What was more attractive was his well-defined features, which were flamboyant and bright. There was also a hint of pride and coldness of young men in his eyes.

"Tsk, tsk. He does have look for being so casual about it."

But his face made me want to bully him and see how he would look stripped of his pride.

Seeing that I had stopped talking, the young man pursed his lips, took out his mobile phone, and showed me his QR code for payment. "Sorry, miss. I'll compensate you."

This time, his voice softened a little.

My heart softened as well. I laughed and said, "How are you going to pay for it?"

I was going to tell him that I could fix it by going to the insurance company.

"It's not like you can afford to pay for it."

But I spoke before I had time to think, so I said the truth out loud directly.

He paused and frowned as if he had been insulted, then said word by word. "Miss, don't worry. I will definitely pay for it."

"I have 200 dollars left for my living expenses this month. Taking off the money I need for food, I can pay you 100 dollars. Is that enough?"

I smiled at him.

He gritted his teeth and made up his mind. "Well... I'll have sandwiches and pay you 150 dollars. Is that okay?"

I continued to smile at him.

Only then did he realize the seriousness of the problem. His voice sounded a little weak. "How much do I have to pay for it? Can I pay you in installments?"

That was what I had been waiting for!

"It won't cost much." I counted with my fingers. "I had just bought this car, and it's worth more than one million dollars. For the two scratches you left on my door, I'll have to repaint the door, which would only cost 20 thousand dollars."

Seeing that his expression finally cracked, I quickly waved my hand and put on a kind face.

"But how can I let you pay for it in installments? After all, we are schoolmates."

His eyes twinkled as he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. I continued.

"Kiddo, how about this? You can pay the debt with yourself."

"What?" He widened his eyes, and his cool features were full of disbelief.

"Pay off the debt with me?"

I smiled kindly and nodded as I patted the back of his hand comfortingly.

I snatched his phone from his hand, opened his WhatsApp, scanned the code, and added him as a friend. It was done in one go.

I was even thoughtful enough to add myself to his contact list, under the name of "Helena Johnson, your debtor".

Looking at his student ID, I also took down his number as "Carl Styles, the college student that owes me money".