So the unexpected abundance of "walking punk" hairstyles at school can be well explained. "You really went to great lengths to ruin him. Hey, tell me, how did you manage to get so many rich kids to show up at high school with such eye-catching hairstyles?"

Gu Chen simply replied, "Profits." His eyes inadvertently glanced behind Qiao Zhen, and he was somewhat disappointed to see that Chu Zhao hadn't clenched his fists in anger as he had expected. "Actually, Chu Zhao doesn't like you as much as he says."

Qiao Zhen looked at the test results in her mind: [Darkening 8 - Darkening 9 - Darkening 9.6...]

She quickly pushed Gu Chen away, saying, "Since it's useless, don't get so close to me."

Gu Chen clicked his tongue, "How snobbish."

Qiao Zhen ignored him, got up and left in the direction where Chu Zhao was not, pretending not to know that Chu Zhao had just been standing behind her.

After Qiao Zhen left, Chu Zhao moved closer to Gu Chen and whispered in his ear, "I really hope you can live a few more years."

Gu Chen's previously interested face instantly turned cold. As if he had thought of something, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, Young Master Chu. I still have Zhenzhen with me for the last few years. I can die without regrets."

"So what if you die without regrets? You still died young." Chu Zhao said sarcastically, looking at Gu Chen with pity, before straightening his back and chasing after Qiao Zhen.

Gu Chen's face turned completely cold. He covered his chest with his hand, feeling difficulty breathing.

The man, who had been pretending to be a sweeper, exclaimed, "Young Master!" He immediately handed Gu Chen a few pills and some warm water.