Qiao Lei's worries were not unreasonable; the last selection at the entrepreneurship base had seen countless girls from the school flock to it like moths to a flame. Describing them as "swarming" would not have been an exaggeration.
Two girls from her dorm had coveted the opportunity, submitting their application forms at the first chance they got. They had never seemed so eager in class or at meals.
Even though they were eliminated in the first round due to fierce competition, it was enough to confirm Shen Yuan's popularity in the school.
How could those naïve freshmen girls not be moved when seeing an incredibly rich, handsome, well-built, and humorous senior giving a speech on stage?
As for a ladies' man like Shen Yuan, in Qiao Lei's mind, his only criterion for women was that they be clean and high-quality.
He already had so many girls around him; whether one more or two joined, their time would be squeezed, and the affection they received would diminish.
