Chapter 20

Where did this crazy onlooker come from?

Tan Quelu moved her fingers and blocked the persistent, idiotic man who kept harassing her.

The next morning, he went to Class A alone. Xia Xing had taken two days off and hadn't returned to the dormitory yesterday. Strangely, Zhong Wan and Xie Chenbi also didn't come to the classroom today.

Wei Zhiyan sat calmly in his seat, and not long after, he also skipped class with one hand in his pocket.

As soon as he left, everyone in the classroom looked at each other in bewilderment.

Everyone in the classroom lowered their heads in unison, and Tan Quelu also opened the forum, looking at the flood of posts on the homepage.

[Holy crap, last night Young Master Zhong beat up the student council president in front of the school gate! Anyone have filmed it? I'm offering a huge reward for the video!]

[1L: LOL, aren't they afraid the F3s will see this?]

[2L: Hehe, they're all in a mess themselves. I happened to be passing by yesterday, and Zhong Wan wasn't kidding; she punched the president so hard his lip bled, and Wei Zhiyan couldn't stop her!]

[3L: The strangest thing is that the two were talking at first, I don't know what they were saying, when Zhong Wan suddenly punched him, and Xie Chenbi didn't even fight back? Is this still the same Chairman Xie who holds grudges?!]

[4L: Why is that? The three of them grew up together, were in the same class since elementary school, even if they were considering their families, they wouldn't cause a scene.]

[5L: We were standing together downstairs at Wenhua Building this morning waiting for that super cute special admission student, and then we started fighting tonight. Holy crap, could it be because of...?]

[6L: Uh oh, do you think this is a TV drama? Two rich young masters fighting over a special admission student? My god, you've got some nerve!]

[7L: It must be related to the project? I heard that the Tashan project went bust, and Uncle Zhong Wan lost a lot of money.]

[7L: The guess upstairs is much more reasonable. Anyway, it couldn't be because of special admissions. How could those poor bastards be a good match?]

The system also saw the post and scoffed: "These social scumbags! What did the special admissions students do to them? F1 and F2 are just fighting over the host's girlfriend!"

It proudly declared: "Yesterday, F2 treated the host so badly, F1 must have been standing up for you. And F2 thought you liked him, so he didn't fight back! Hehe, two narcissists!"

Ignoring the green peacock, I swiped to the WeChat chat and sent a picture of today's breakfast to Wei Guan.

Today's recipe is avocado omelet, braised chicken legs, lettuce salad, and blueberry nut yogurt.

Wei Guan replied instantly as always.

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Tan Quelu opened the numerous photos of the orphanage he had sent, all taken in real-time by staff. Zooming in on each one, she noticed that the children's breakfasts were indeed the same as his.

Tan Quelu nodded, feeling better, and only then did she have time to care about him.

[Have you got a meal yet? ]

[Um. ]

[What did you eat?]

Wei Guan sent me a picture of an iced Americano and a tube of nutritional supplements.

Green Peacock was dumbfounded: [?]

[The group's newly developed flavorless nutritional supplement is still in the experimental stage, which saves a lot of time.]

So he requisitioned them directly, which greatly improved work efficiency, and he was very satisfied.

The system was shocked: [How come this expert NPC is more like AI than me? At least I'd choose the blueberry-flavored data stream!]

Tan Quelu couldn't understand either, but he chose to respect it and gave the other person a thumbs up.

The bell rang, and he packed his bag to go back to the dormitory. All the students around him were talking about the fight between F1 and F2, speculating about how much the Xie family had cheated the Zhong family so that Xie Chenbi had to take a punch from Zhong Wan.

Until the familiar roar sounded.

The back seat of the black motorcycle was filled with fragrant flowers.

Colorful balloons floated among the flowers. A blond boy got out of the car, dressed in a meticulously styled outfit reminiscent of a peacock spreading its tail, looking exceptionally sharp and handsome.

His ears burned, ignoring the incredulous looks from the crowd on campus, he looked at Tan Quelu with fervent eyes and gently took his wrist.

"Green Sparrow, I've come to pick you up for dinner."

The boy with innocent-looking features smiled.

Tan Quelu shook hands back and nodded in agreement: "Okay."

-

The next morning.

Having just hurriedly completed the paperwork at the welfare home and successfully extorted three million from the director, Xia Xing finally got off the bus and traveled all the way from Lingqing back to St. Weston.

What excuse should I use to give Tan Quelu the money later?

He must be very happy with three million.

There was nothing I could do; I didn't like him, so to make up for my guilt, I could only give him the most useless thing: money.

Xia Xing smiled and stepped into the campus. As she went upstairs, she imagined Que Lu's surprised expression when she received the card, and unconsciously opened the forum with great excitement.

Then he saw countless large, highlighted posts on the homepage, like a pack of hungry wild hyenas tearing at his retina—

[Holy crap!!!]

[Zhong Wan and that incredibly innocent-looking special admissions student are dating!!]

Xia Xing's impatient steps suddenly came to a halt.

He lowered his eyes, and after a long while, he stood expressionless at the entrance of dormitory 401, slowly clicking on the post.

[1L: ? ? ? OP, stop spreading rumors. The legal department of Golden Dome Group is not to be trifled with.]

[2L: Hehe, here's the picture—Young Master Zhong's official announcement on WeChat Moments this morning!]

[3L: Holy crap... Can anyone tell me who posted this cheesy caption? Isn't Zhong Wan always just posting motorcycle pictures to show off?]

[4L: And he didn't post anything else, all nine pictures were of Tan Chuolu holding flowers and smiling at the camera, holy crap, he loves it so much]

[5L: He looks amazing in the photos. I must say, Tan Quelu is undeniably pure and innocent. I can understand Zhong Wan's simp mentality—wanting to kiss him no matter what!]

[6L: Isn't this a huge disgrace to the elite social circles? Does the Zhong family even know about this? His parents would be furious!]

Xia Xing stood frozen in place, staring intently at the screenshot of the WeChat Moments post.

In the picture, Zhong Wan's official announcement did not include anything about herself, but instead featured nine live photos of Tan Quelu holding flowers alone, smiling shyly with her lips pursed.

Dewdrops clung to the lawn beneath their feet, while twinkling lights overhead twinkled like stars. Countless fresh, air-freighted flower petals served as a backdrop, and Tan Quelu stood amidst the blossoms, her smile radiant and lively.

He wore a simple short-sleeved shirt and trousers, without any adornment, yet he remained as pure and innocent as the white moonlight.

Zhong Wan's official announcement read: "[My beloved boy, always by my side]".

Xia Xing felt as if her heart had been squeezed and crushed, leaving her both in pain and numb.

Why.

He has money and power, so why did you change your mind so quickly after saying you liked him?

Was there something he didn't do well enough? Was there something he didn't give enough to keep Tan Quelu interested?

A clicking sound rang out.

Xia Xing numbly raised her eyes and saw that most damned, despicable blond man.

Zhong Wan stood with her back to Xia Xing at the entrance of dormitory 401, tilting her head slightly and staring at Tan Quelu with a smile.

He said with an incredibly gentle voice and a soft laugh, "Then I'll be going? I bought these flowers especially for you, and I'll send them to you every day from now on."

Tan Quelu nodded and smiled at him, "Okay, go back now, I'll take care of the flowers."

"good."

Sunlight streamed in through the French windows. Zhong Wan resisted the urge to hug him tightly, turned around with a smile, and even nodded to Xia Xing, who was frozen in place, before going downstairs to leave.

Tan Quelu turned around and divided the freshly flown-in flowers into glass vases.

Behind her, Xia Xing slammed the door shut.

He then seemed to notice the other person and turned around with a smile: "Xiao Xing, you're back?"

There was no response.

After a long pause, Xia Xing finally hummed in agreement, her voice hoarse: "...You and Zhong Wan are together."

“Yes.” Tan Quelu lowered her head, concentrating on arranging flowers, and casually said, “I used to like you a lot, but I knew there was no future for us. Zhong Wan seems like a nice guy, so I think I could give it a try with him. What do you think?”

He felt disgusted.

He wanted to stab Zhong Wan to death, and he wanted to kill everyone who got close to Tan Quelu.

But Xia Xing couldn't say it out loud, she couldn't scare him.

Tan Quelu is a good boy. He just couldn't get a response from himself, so he dated someone else. What did he do wrong?

It's all my fault.

It's all Zhong Wan's fault. It's all the world's fault.

Anyway, it's not Tan Konglu's fault.

Xia Xing stared at that slender, tall figure for a long time before asking in a dry voice, "...And what about me?"

As long as he still has even the slightest affection for me...

As long as he shows even a hint of lingering affection or reluctance...

Elm looked up, thought for a moment, and answered with a calm smile, "You are my best friend, always will be."

The voice deep within my heart was killed.

Xia Xing forced a smile, nodded blankly, and said awkwardly, "Okay, okay...we're best friends."

After saying that, he finally returned to his room like a clown and slammed the door shut.

Silence reigned all around.

The blackout curtains were drawn, plunging the room into darkness. Xia Xing's eyes finally welled up with tears. He took out the card containing three million yuan, clenched it tightly, and slammed it onto the polished floor.

His chest was filled with resentment and malice.

He remained silent, treating the cold, hard wall as if it were Zhong Wan, relentlessly punching it, the pervasive smell of blood unable to stop him.

Outside the door.

The system heard a faint sound of hammering against the wall and felt a chill run down its spine: [Host, is the protagonist going to become a psychopath? What if he poisons you?!]

Tan Quelu didn't say anything, but slowly got up, squatted down next to the room of the protagonist who was having a breakdown and venting his anger, and took out his phone.

He pressed the record button.

Two minutes later.

Tan Quelu paused the audio, roughly edited it, and sent it all to Zhong Wan.

[recording.]

[We promised to always applaud for you]

[Let's race to the applause from now on! ^^]

[...]

The host was utterly impressed: "Host, you're amazing!"

A note from the author:

This was supposed to be a paid post the day after tomorrow!

The first thing I'll definitely mention when I watch it will be that [the green-clad one is the dominant one] haha. I'll try my best to delete any inappropriate comments. I hope everyone enjoys watching!