I Don't Want to Fall in Love Either, but the Cool School Beauty Won't Let Me

Lin Fan died once. I have not been in love for 32 years in my last life, and I have lived my life as a money-making machine. On the day the machine was scrapped, there wasn't even a single face in the revolving door. When I opened my eyes again, in 2012, I was 18 years old, with four thousand and twenty dollars in my pocket, and my mind held the precise coordinates of all the trends in the next fourteen years. But he didn't want to do it anymore. In this life I just want to make a little money and sleep peacefully. It wasn't until the third day of military training that he saw her. My heart skipped a beat - the thirty-two years in my previous life had not skipped for anyone. He sat down and gave his name. She replied with four words: "I'm not familiar with it, thank you." Later, it took him a long time to turn "unfamiliarity" into "habit" and "habit" into—— "Rich woman~hungry~rice~" "Lin Fan, can you have some potential?" "No, the income will be used up on the wedding day." Shen Xiaoyu didn't answer, the tips of her ears turned red. "Mom! Why does dad only know how to lie down every day!" The twin sister had her hands on her hips, like a smaller version of Shen Xiaoyu. The younger brother lay on Lin Fan's back and said, "Dad is really worthless." Lin Fan closed his eyes and smiled. The fund account received another seven-digit dividend today. But that's not important. What is important is the noisy and living voices of these few people in the room. What was not available in the revolving door in my previous life, I have made up for it in this life.