Chapter 41 Conspiracy [VIP]

Chapter Summary: She did nothing, yet she has everything. Why is that?

Lunch break.

Fu Xianyin lay on the table, making the most of every minute to review chemistry.

During lunchtime, the classroom was empty, and Fu Xianyin was happy to have some peace and quiet. She flipped through the chemistry notes she had copied from Gu Linzhao's earlier on the desk, but after searching for a while, she couldn't find them. Fu Xianyin hesitated for a moment, then got up and walked towards Gu Linzhao's seat.

She had previously encountered situations where she couldn't find her copied notes or exam papers. After telling Gu Linzhao, he told her to look for the things she couldn't find on his desk.

He told her several times, but Fu Xianyin never looked at it. She always felt that this gesture was a bit too intimate, so she always waited for Gu Linzhao to come back so that he could look for it.

This was the first time she had ever rummaged through Gu Linzhao's things on his desk.

During lunchtime, the classroom was empty except for her; it was completely quiet.

Fu Xianyin even felt like a thief.

Because of the exam, all of Gu Linzhao's notes on her desk had been moved to the activity room across the street. She only realized this when she sat down and stared at the empty desk.

I happen to still have some notes left to read.

Fu Xianyin was feeling lazy and didn't want to move, so she sat on Gu Linzhao's desk and idly looked at her chemistry notes.

After a morning of exams, my brain was working at full capacity, and I'm feeling a bit groggy. Even my usually high level of study efficiency isn't quite what it used to be.

She didn't dwell on it, her gaze remaining fixed on the notes. With the mindset of "every extra glance counts, every bit of learning counts," she flipped through the remaining notes.

A cool breeze blew in through the crack in the front door, ruffling the stray hairs around Fu Xianyin's ears, before slamming the front door shut with a loud bang.

Fu Xianyin raised her hand to tuck a stray hair behind her ear, but suddenly heard a low voice speaking:

"Are you sure these things will work?"

It is a record of the vastness.

What is it? What can or can't it do? Why all the mystery?

Fu Xianyin's curiosity was piqued.

She leaned closer to the table, and the next second, a familiar voice came from there.

It's Wu Jiacheng.

He said:

"Don't worry, I already told you, we went to the same school. If these things work there, they'll definitely work here too."

“Your school rules and regulations are even stricter in Beichuan than ours, so you’ll definitely cause a bigger disturbance here.”

Fu Xianyin: ...

It turns out they weren't trying to be mysterious; they were trying to mess with Fu Xianyin.

Wu Jiacheng has used this tactic of spreading false rumors from Linlan to Beichuan without ever getting tired of it.

Fu Xianyin sighed softly, just as she was about to continue reviewing, when the voices of the two people at the door sounded again.

Wu Jiacheng asked with some curiosity, "But, you have a grudge against Fu Xianyin? Why do you dislike her so much?"

He chuckled with a hint of mischief: "I've only heard that she and Song Yaoge don't get along. You're not doing this to stand up for Song Yaoge, are you? You're quite the loyal follower."

Ji Zhumiao scoffed and retorted, "And what about you? You chased Fu Xianyin all the way from Linlan to Beichuan, and you hate her that much?"

Wu Jiacheng scoffed: "What do you mean by chasing Fu Xianyin all the way from Linlan to Beichuan? It was just a coincidence that I transferred to Beichuan and ended up in the same school as her. Does she even deserve me coming all the way here to mess with her?"

Fu Xianyin rolled her eyes.

What do you mean he's not even worthy of coming all this way?

He didn't come to her himself and say things like, "Don't think I can't do anything to you just because you transferred to another school."

"You haven't answered my question yet."

Wu Jiacheng persisted, "Why do you hate Fu Xianyin?"

Ji Zhumiao fell silent.

Fu Xianyin became curious.

Unable to contain her curiosity, she slowly closed her chemistry notebook and strained her ears to listen to the sounds outside the door.

After an unknown amount of time, Ji Zhumiao spoke softly: "Because she has everything."

Her voice was completely calm, as if she were narrating something that had nothing to do with her, and there was no emotion in it whatsoever.

"Excellent grades, pretty face, wealthy family, teacher's favoritism, and Gu Linzhao's special affection."

"She did nothing, yet she has everything. Why should she?"

"I'm done," Ji Zhumiao said. "Now it's your turn. Why do you hate her?"

Wu Jiacheng snorted: "What I can't stand the most is her pretentious attitude. She's done all sorts of things behind the scenes, but she still puts on a haughty act on the surface..."

Fu Xianyin stopped listening after that point.

She was afraid that if she listened any longer, she would burst out laughing.

I've lived for so many years.

This was the first time someone had praised her for having everything without having to work hard.

It's a new experience in life, in a way.

The two people at the door were talking and writing something again, but Fu Xianyin had no interest in listening. She looked at her notes and scribbled on the draft paper.

Suddenly, the classroom door was pushed open, and the howling wind from the corridor immediately swept in. Fu Xianyin was startled by the wind and subconsciously looked up, only to suddenly meet Ji Zhumiao's gaze.

Ji Zhumiao's expression froze on her face, and she stood still as she tried to push the door open.

Fu Xianyin...why is she sitting here?

Isn't this Gu Linzhao's seat?

Why was she sitting in Gu Linzhao's seat?

How much of her conversation with Wu Jiacheng did she overhear?

One question after another bombarded Ji Zhumiao's mind. She nervously swallowed, only to see Fu Xianyin propping her head up with her fingers, a slight smile playing on her lips as she looked at her with a relaxed expression.

The answer came to Ji Zhumiao almost instantly.

She heard it.

She heard it all!

Ji Zhumiao bit the soft meat in her mouth, and suddenly, she took a step forward and stood in front of Fu Xianyin.

She said, "Wu Jiacheng told me everything."

After she finished speaking, she stared intently at Fu Xianyin, not missing a single expression on Fu Xianyin's face.

Panic, worry, and even a hint of irritation.

This is exactly what Ji Zhumiao hoped to see on Fu Xianyin's face.

But all she saw was Fu Xianyin slightly curving her lips, as if she had heard something amusing, nodding, and asking, "Hmm, and then?"

Ji Zhumiao simply looked at her.

After a long silence, Fu Xianyin scoffed, "What do you mean by telling me all this? Are you trying to scare me, make me worry, and then make me fail the exam?"

Ji Zhumiao's eyes widened suddenly.

However, Fu Xianyin did not let her off easily.

She said:

"But I don't understand. Even if I fail the exam, you won't be first in the grade. Your overall ranking won't even improve because of my failure, because even if I fail, I will definitely do better than you."

"If you want to improve your ranking, it would be faster to just poison the people in the first few exam rooms."

She spoke in the most relaxed and natural tone, yet with the most ruthless words.

Ji Zhumiao felt her cheeks burning, her nails clenching her palms tightly. The pain made her tears well up in her eyes but not fall.

She had only one thought in her mind.

Humiliation, Fu Xianyin was humiliating her.

Fu Xianyin's humiliation was like an impenetrable wave, engulfing her and making it hard for her to breathe.

She no longer had the courage to stand in front of Fu Xianyin and confront her, not even to look her in the eye.

Ji Zhumiao fled as if he were escaping.

Fu Xianyin glanced at the half-open door, listened to the footsteps fading away in the corridor, and then slowly withdrew her gaze.

She lay on the table, her head resting on her left arm, her right hand slowly flipping through the collection of wrong questions.

Perhaps because she got up too early in the morning, Fu Xianyin felt her eyelids getting heavy after a short while. It seemed that some classmates were gradually entering the classroom for lunch break, and the slight noise was like white noise that helped her fall asleep. Fu Xianyin fell asleep in no time.

Suddenly, a cool sensation was felt on her cheek. The coolness vanished as soon as she touched it. Fu Xianyin opened her eyes groggily and looked up to see Gu Linzhao's undisguised smile.

"Hurry up, get up and eat."

Fu Xianyin blinked, then silently buried her head back in her arms, showing no intention of getting up.

"You can't skip meals, you have an exam this afternoon, get up quickly."

"Um"

Gu Linzhao inexplicably thought that the sticky, whiny sound resembled a whimpering kitten.

This was the first time he had ever seen Fu Xianyin so well-behaved.

She's so cute.

Gu Linzhao thought to himself.

But being cute can't put food on the table.

Gu Linzhao clicked his tongue and then stuck the chilled mango pomelo sago on Fu Xianyin's face.

The cold touch caused some discomfort. Fu Xianyin not only didn't look up, but also snorted in dissatisfaction and buried her face even deeper.

Gu Linzhao felt that his temper had been worn away.

He squatted by the table, coaxing and persuading, "Go back to sleep tonight after the exam. If you really can't, you can eat before you sleep, okay? You have to eat something. I even bought you mango pomelo sago. Be good."

"Up! Up! Up!"

Fu Xianyin propped herself up, took the icy mango pomelo sago and pressed it to her face, forcibly using the cold to stimulate herself to turn on her phone.

Gu Linzhao skillfully put away her notes and placed the food in front of Fu Xianyin.

He asked, "Why are you sitting here?"

Fu Xianyin inserted the straw, took a big gulp of mango pomelo sago, and said, "I can't find a notebook. I was thinking of coming over to look at yours, but when I sat down I remembered that you left your things in the classroom across the way. I'm too lazy to move, so I'll just sit here and wait for you to come back."

Gu Linzhao: "So, are you going to eat here or in the activity room across the street?"

Fu Xianyin: "Sit here, I don't want to move."

Gu Linzhao laughed and scolded, "You're so lazy."

Despite saying that, he resigned himself to his fate and got up to find the notebook.

After eating half of her hot dry noodles, Fu Xianyin suddenly felt that something was wrong.

She sat in Gu Linzhao's seat, drinking the mango pomelo sago that Gu Linzhao had bought, eating the hot dry noodles that Gu Linzhao had bought, and even ordering Gu Linzhao to find her notes to look at, which were notes that Gu Linzhao himself had written.

What did she do to deserve such treatment from Young Master Gu?

The moment this thought crossed Fu Xianyin's mind, she felt a pang of guilt.

The food no longer tasted good, the mango pomelo sago wasn't sweet anymore, and even the pen in my hand was no longer working properly; it wouldn't write a few strokes.

Fu Xianyin sighed and was about to get up to go to the activity room across the street when Gu Linzhao came in with a notebook.

So Fu Xianyin had no choice but to sit back down.

This amused Gu Linzhao.

He slammed his notebook on the table and chuckled, "Exercise?"

Fu Xianyin nodded: "It's aerobic."

She took the notebook, finished the rest of her hot dry noodles in a few bites, and flipped through it to continue reading. But for some reason, the words on the notebook seemed to be dancing and flying, and Fu Xianyin couldn't concentrate on reading them at all.

Fu Xianyin closed the notebook and then opened it again.

The result was the same.

She sighed, tied up the bag of hot dry noodles, and before she could make her next move, an arm reached out from the side and easily took the bag away.

Fu Xianyin: What?

Gu Linzhao looked completely bewildered: "What?"

He realized what was happening and asked, somewhat puzzled, "Don't I usually throw it for you?"

Fu Xianyin: ...

She sighed heavily in her heart.

Fu Xianyin, Fu Xianyin, don't you want to see what you've done to Young Master Gu?

Not only do they bring you food and help you find your notes, but they've even made it a habit to throw away your trash for you.

Fu Xianyin suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

No, it's not just guilt.

like……

It also has a slightly strange sour taste.

She reached out to Gu Linzhao and said, "I'll throw it myself. The child is old enough to get some exercise."

Gu Linzhao readily agreed: "Okay."

After saying that, he closed his pen cap and said, "Then pack your bag and go for a walk on the playground."

Fu Xianyin's arm froze in mid-air.

She slowly tilted her head, but was suddenly tapped on the forehead by Gu Linzhao with his pen, neither too hard nor too soft.

The demigod's skill was activated once again.

Gu Banxian put the pencil case and notebook back into his schoolbag, raised his chin, and said:

"Didn't you say you couldn't concentrate on your studies and wanted to go for a walk to clear your head?"

"Come on, let me take you for a walk."