Chapter 64 (First Release)

The bag looked very familiar; Zhou Yanyao, who had seen it several times before, was almost certain that it contained the exact same breakfast as before.

But this no longer attracted Zhou Yanyao's attention.

His eyes were fixed on the rose in Jiang Chengran's other hand, and he frowned as if he sensed something.

Jiang Chengran sat back down, seemingly casually but actually carefully holding the rose, admiring it for a while.

The roses were vibrant and fresh, still glistening with dewdrops, clearly indicating they had been purchased recently.

Jiang Chengran felt better the more she looked at it.

So many people wanted to curry favor with the Jiang family, and some even went to great lengths to send Jiang Chengran all sorts of expensive flowers, large bouquets that could even cover an entire Jiang family estate. But Jiang Chengran only found those fancy and useless things annoying.

Nothing looks as good as the rose in my hand.

Jiang Chengran examined the rose and could almost imagine that the girl had rushed to the flower shop early in the morning to carefully select the most beautiful rose, then carefully placed it with her breakfast, and brought it to school with anticipation and nervousness to give to him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chengran couldn't help but click his tongue.

"Why get up so early? No wonder your voice is weak and you look tired from lack of sleep."

"What's the use of this thing? You can't eat it or use it. Just pick one and give it to me."

However, in reality, Jiang Chengran's imagined meticulous selection was really overthinking things.

Ning Wanwan really just picked the most ordinary-looking flower from among many others in a hurry (×)

Jiang Chengran casually hooked the rose stem with her finger, turning it twice unintentionally, which quickly attracted the attention of others.

Jiang Chengran was sitting alone. The student in front of him turned around and noticed that he seemed to be in a good mood. Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Brother Jiang, where did you get these roses?"

My deskmate in front of me said, "Yeah, could it have been a gift from someone?"

After all, Jiang Chengran doesn't look like the type of person who would buy roses.

Jiang Chengran chuckled, slightly raising his chin, revealing an arrogant and impatient look: "Nonsense, otherwise, do you think I bought it myself?"

"Yes, yes, but who sent this? Why did they only send one flower to you, Young Master Jiang? That's too stingy."

Someone tried to strike up a conversation, "Young Master Jiang, my family's glass greenhouse has quite a few rare and precious rose varieties. If you're interested, I'd like to..."

Jiang Chengran frowned, his face darkened, and he looked at the person who spoke with hostility: "What nonsense are you spouting!"

"Your stuff isn't even worth me taking a look at."

Jiang Chengran's blunt and unforgiving words made the other person's face turn red and white, realizing that he had flattered the wrong person.

"Young Master Jiang, I misspoke, please forgive me..."

The other party is usually an arrogant rich kid, and he's never been so humiliated. But in front of Jiang, his family is like ants, so he has no choice but to swallow his anger.

Jiang Chengran didn't even glance at the other person; it wasn't worth his effort to deal with someone who was irrelevant.

Seeing this, even the most clueless person would realize that Jiang Chengran wasn't interested in the roses themselves, but in the person who gave them, and they all started praising him.

"Young Master Jiang, the person who sent you these roses must really like you!"

"Yes, these roses are so well-chosen, so beautiful!"

A group of rich kids, who had never seen any rare or expensive roses, praised an ordinary rose that could be bought at any flower shop to the skies.

Jiang Chengran has always looked down on the weak and would normally find such useless nonsense annoying, but now the more he listens, the higher his lips curl up.

"You guys, well, you could be considered to have good taste," he finally admitted.

Those classmates were secretly delighted. They had never been able to get close to the Jiang family before because Jiang Chengran was arrogant and had a bad temper, making it impossible to build a good relationship with him. These people wanted to get closer to him but were even more afraid of offending him. Now, they had a breakthrough, and Jiang Chengran even seemed to be in a particularly good mood.

So everyone praised him even more enthusiastically.

As an "ordinary person" who was far removed from that circle, Qi Lin looked at the roses calmly for a while, his gaze lingering on them for several seconds before finally slowly looking away.

Zhou Yanyao's brows were furrowed so deeply they looked like they were about to trap a fly, but he didn't say a word, remaining silent and lost in thought.

This situation is rare, yet as a good brother, Qi Lin strangely and accurately sensed Zhou Yanyao's psychology.

The facts are still unclear.

But if the roses really were... a gift, then...

Qi Lin tasted the sour flavor; it wasn't obvious, but it couldn't be ignored.

When Zhou Yanyao saw Jiang Chengran open her breakfast bag and start eating, and even placed the roses and smiley face sticky notes close together, he finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"Jiang Chengran, what do you mean by putting other people's roses together with these!"

Zhou Yanyao still refused to connect the speculation to the fact that "the roses were also given to Jiang Chengran by Ning Wanwan".

Meanwhile, Jiang Chengran was openly eating breakfast in the classroom, and no one dared to bother him during self-study.

Although he found the roses particularly pleasing to the eye, Jiang Chengran didn't forget that Ning Wanwan had also given him breakfast in addition to the roses.

"Brother Jiang is really popular; he even received breakfast today."

"Yes, it's the same person as before. He must really like Brother Jiang to be doing this."

"Brother Jiang, have you considered accepting her?"

Jiang Chengran coughed twice: "Such an important matter should of course be carefully considered."

He ignored the buzzing compliments, opened the bag, and ate the breakfast he had previously dismissed. He found it quite delicious and suited his taste.

It's just a bit cold. I'll eat it earlier next time so it won't be a problem.

However, while eating this breakfast, Jiang Chengran thought of the breakfasts Ning Wanwan had given him before, all of which ended up benefiting Zhou Yanyao.

Although he had tacitly agreed to have his breakfast taken away, he realized that it was all sent by Ning Wanwan, yet it ended up in someone else's stomach.

I immediately felt extremely uncomfortable.

Especially at this moment, Zhou Yanyao came on strong and questioned, "Jiang Chengran, what do you mean by putting other people's roses together with these!"

Zhou Yanyao was furious, and the small flame in Jiang Chengran's heart also burned brighter and brighter, his anger no less than Zhou Yanyao's.

"Zhou Yanyao, what does this have to do with you! She gave these to me!"

At this point, Jiang Chengran sneered, then, as if remembering something, a hint of jealousy rose within her. "Do you like her too?"

"But thinking about all this is useless; she only likes me!"

"You, surnamed Zhou, had better know your place, or don't blame me for taking action!"

Zhou Yanyao: "Hey Jiang, stop talking nonsense! Wanwan doesn't like you at all!"

Jiang Chengran couldn't stand it: "You son of a bitch!"

Zhou Yanyao was the first to get emotional, but Jiang Chengran's anger only grew stronger as he spoke. The two boys, both furious and jealous, didn't know who started the fight, but a punch landed and they instantly started fighting.

The tables, chairs, and textbooks were soon a complete mess.

The other students were also surprised.

"Holy crap, they actually started fighting!"

"Hey, hey, hey, Young Master Jiang! Brother Yao! Stop hitting him! If you keep hitting him, you'll attract the headmaster!"

"If they keep fighting like this, they'll just get a public reprimand from the school!"

Zhou Yanyao is popular and has many friends. Jiang Chengran has some sycophants who actively try to get close to him. Everyone realizes that things are about to escalate and tries to break up the fight.

Unfortunately, the two people fighting were incredibly strong, as if they were engrossed in the fight, so fiercely determined that they wanted to kill each other and couldn't be separated at all!

While the whole class was in chaos, only Qi Lin watched for a while before standing up and leaving the classroom.

Then I called the homeroom teacher over.

The homeroom teacher looked at the classroom in complete disarray, with a pile of desks and chairs that were almost falling apart and two male high school students fighting until their eyes were red. The veins on his forehead throbbed.

Even the most patient teacher can't stand being treated like this!

"You two—get out and stand there as punishment! You'll be there all day! And you'd better straighten up the tables and chairs and tidy them up!"

"They're getting increasingly outrageous! They think they can turn the world upside down?!"

The homeroom teacher, suffering from a headache, tried to calm her breathing and was puzzled.

"Zhou Yanyao, Jiang Chengran, if I remember correctly, you two didn't have any conflicts before, right? What happened to make things like this?"

Zhou Yanyao and Jiang Chengran remained silent, only staring coldly at each other. Now that they had completely broken off their pretense, their eyes were so fierce that they wished they could kill each other.

Seeing some classmates whispering, "Why? Because of jealousy..."

Qi Lin stepped forward and said calmly, "Teacher, it's like this. They've had some minor conflicts related to breakfast recently, and they've accumulated and then exploded."

"What could be the conflict over breakfast?" The homeroom teacher frowned, thinking that it was normal for high school students to be hot-tempered, and that it was probably a series of conflicts that led to a fight.

The homeroom teacher said earnestly, "Don't fight over such a small matter anymore. People who don't know the situation might think you have some deep-seated hatred."

Being involved with the same girl might be a case of rivalry over stealing someone's wife; isn't that a deep-seated hatred? Several classmates couldn't help but mutter to themselves.

Class teacher: "Alright, hurry up and tidy up the classroom so we can start class."

One was a student who always performed well and was well-liked, and the other was the younger brother of the head of the Jiang Group. The homeroom teacher didn't want to make a big deal out of it and wanted to resolve it as soon as possible.

"Old Qi, look at my face, is it ruined?"

After class, Zhou Yanyao borrowed a small mirror and awkwardly looked at himself from left to right, while asking Qi Lin for advice.

His fight with Jiang Chengran was so intense that every punch landed squarely, and his handsome face inevitably took several blows. Of course, Jiang Chengran didn't fare any better.

Qi Lin's eyes flashed with disdain: "You're a guy, are you afraid of ruining your face?"

“It wouldn’t have mattered before, but Wanwan probably still prefers looking at good-looking people,” Zhou Yanyao said earnestly.

"I'm very confident in my own face, so I can't let that lower my chances of winning."

Qi Lin: "..."

Qi Lin: "Then you still fought with Jiang Chengran? Did a zombie eat your brain?"

Zhou Yanyao sighed and scratched his head: "I was angry at the time, and why are you only talking about me? That guy surnamed Jiang also wanted to fight me."

Qi Lin: "He has a bad temper, and you're going to be bad-tempered along with him."

However, Jiang Chengran's reaction this time was also beyond Qi Lin's expectations. According to Qi Lin's analysis, although Jiang Chengran had a bad temper, he would only target people who offended him. He was indifferent to people or things that did not offend him or had nothing to do with him.

The breakfasts that Jiang Chengran wanted to throw away were intercepted by Zhou Yanyao several times in public. The two were about to fight but never actually did, because Jiang Chengran didn't have a strong desire to get involved.

So now, the only reason for the change is that rose.

“That rose, was it given to me by Ning Wanwan?” Qi Lin suddenly said. “Jiang Chengran has already confirmed it.”

Zhou Yanyao's lips were pressed straight, and his dog-like eyes were slightly dim.

"Wanwan lied to me." After a long while, Zhou Yanyao said in a low voice.

Qi Lin spoke up: "Consider giving up." It was unclear who he was speaking to.

Zhou Yanyao: "..."

Qi Lin knew he didn't want to give up, so he took a drastic step: "She has someone she likes. If you keep doing this, she might think you're just annoyingly bothering her."

Zhou Yanyao: "..."

Zhou Yanyao thought of how the girl always avoided him, and then of the breakfasts and roses Jiang Chengran received, and felt a pang of indescribable bitterness.

He covered his face and said sullenly, "Okay... I won't bother Wanwan for a while."

...

Ning Wanwan was completely unaware that the war she had randomly chosen with a rose had sparked.

She is facing another condition from her "employer".

"Don't send love letters, just ask him out directly." Ning Wanwan frowned slightly, asking in confusion, "Why?"

Wasn't the initial goal to send love letters?

"Isn't the whole point of sending love letters to get Jiang Chengran to go on a date with me?" Lin Ruowei replied impatiently. "Just skip the love letter step, you'll still get the money, and you'll even get a better deal."

Ning Wanwan always felt that the other person was hiding something.

However, what Lin Ruowei actually wanted to do was none of his business.

All I need to do is get the plot back on track.

“Okay,” Ning Wanwan said. “Since you want to do it this way, then so be it.”

To be honest, Ning Wanwan has been getting anxious lately because she's been stuck on the first step for too long. Now that there's been significant progress and Jiang Chengran has accepted breakfast, it's time to move on to the next step. Getting it done in one go would be great.

Let's resolve this matter as soon as possible, and then let those characters do whatever they want.

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