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Ye Wenyu fled the library like a rabbit, escaping Jiang Zhiming's side, and ran like lightning to Songtao Villa—a villa at Q University used to entertain VIPs, built against the mountain, with the sound of pine trees rustling in the wind, a very elegant environment. Ye Wenyu held a few books in her hand, head down, and walked slowly along the tree-lined avenue for a long time, her heart gradually calming down after reuniting with Jiang Zhiming.
She was getting tired from walking, so she saw a bench not far away, walked over, sat down slowly, wiped her forehead, and found it was covered in sweat.
I never imagined that I would go to the same university as Jiang Zhiming! What a small world! It's like a matchbox; you can bump into someone you knew from a past life just by turning around.
They were students at the same school. Although she had clearly stated that she didn't want to give him her phone number when Jiang Zhiming asked for it, it was practically impossible for them to meet again since they were in the same school.
Furthermore, land prices in S City are expensive, and Q University isn't even that big.
Thinking of this, Ye Wenyu sighed inwardly. She thought that meeting Jiang Zhiming meant that in the near future, she would almost certainly meet Lin Tingyue, then Lin Tingfeng, and then most likely Lin Tingxuan. In short, she would meet every member of the Lin family, as if it were a pre-arranged play, with each of them making their appearance. Unless Jiang Zhiming didn't meet Lin Tingyue and didn't become her boyfriend.
Thinking of Lin Tingyue, Ye Wenyu leaned back in her chair, squinted her eyes slightly, and looked up at the azure sky. The sky was so clean, like the clear lake water in the deep mountains.
She recalled meeting Lin Tingyue on the plane when she was reborn. Lin Tingyue was so lively, cute, beautiful and playful. As the eldest daughter of the Lin family, she was simply shining, like a bright pearl.
She thought of Jiang Zhiming again: so poor, so proud, so sensitive, so insecure, wearing cheap, oversized clothes, and with a pair of sparkling yet cynical eyes.
In her previous life, she didn't care about how Jiang Zhiming won over the eldest daughter of the Lin family, so she never asked. In this life, however, she became curious about how a rich and beautiful woman could fall for a poor boy and then fall in love with him.
This should be a very long story. It seems that Jiang Zhiming nowadays isn't the kind of guy who's very good at flirting with girls.
Just then, her phone rang. It was Cai Wenchuan calling. Ye Wenyu answered the phone, and Brother Wen's voice immediately came through, warm as a spring breeze, sending a warm current through her heart. His voice was deep and magnetic, like the sound of a midnight radio station: "Xiaoyu, I have a meeting tonight, so we don't have time to meet today. I'll pick you up from your dorm early tomorrow morning, and we'll go on a trip."
His tone was full of apology and guilt.
Ye Wenyu was stunned for a moment, and her mind flashed back to the scenes of visiting Professor Xun's house. Cai Wenchuan seemed to really want parents like Professor Xun and his wife.
Of course, a renowned scholar like Professor Xun, with fame, fortune, status, and position, is the kind of parent any young man or woman in the world would want. This is human nature and understandable. Ye Wenyu also dreamed of having such virtuous, knowledgeable, and wealthy parents, instead of her biological parents who divorced when she was young, started their own families when she turned eighteen, sold their only house, and ignored her completely.
But one cannot choose one's birth. Besides, a child doesn't despise his mother for being ugly, and a dog doesn't hate his home for being poor. Although she had a hard life, she understood her father and mother and hoped that one day, when she was able, she could repay them.
But what about Brother Wen? He's a popular professor at the university now, earning a salary every month. Why doesn't he buy gifts and go home to visit his parents during the National Day holiday?
A big question mark rose in Ye Wenyu's heart, making her frown. A few strands of black hair fell across Bai Yulan's face, making her look utterly bewildered.
What exactly happened to the Cai family over the years? Why is Brother Wen unwilling to talk about his parents or go home to visit them?
Ye Wenyu was filled with doubts, but couldn't find the answers for the moment. Seeing Ye Wenyu's silence, Cai Wenchuan had no choice but to ask again, "Xiaoyu, how about we go on a trip tomorrow?"
Worried that she might feel lonely during the National Day holiday, he filled his schedule with activities.
Ye Wenyu regained her senses, her heart warmed. She knew that Brother Wen was extremely good to her; perhaps in his heart, she held a place far greater than his own parents. However, tomorrow, Ye Wenyu remembered her tutoring class. She couldn't skip it. Although she desperately wanted to travel with Cai Wenchuan, enjoying youth and joy like all young couples, what would the child's parents think of her if she didn't go to her tutoring class tomorrow? Would she have any professional ethics left? Could she keep her tutoring job? Love was important, but livelihood was more important, okay? If she lost her job, where would she get her food money next month? Brother Wen had been sending her gifts; love is equal, and she had to reciprocate with gifts of equal value. Therefore, not only could she not lose her tutoring job, she also had to find another part-time job!
Having made up her mind, Ye Wenyu said, "Brother Wen, I really want to go on a trip with you, but I have plans for tomorrow."
Cai Wenchuan on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then asked her, "What arrangements?" He felt a pang of jealousy; she was so beautiful, wouldn't other boys pursue her? Compared to the students at Q University, he, as a university teacher, was indeed too old to be worthy of her. Moreover, because of his position as a teacher, no matter how much he liked her during their four years at university, he couldn't make their relationship public or give her a clear identity. Outsiders would definitely assume she didn't have a boyfriend, and with four years of university life, she must have had countless suitors. This...
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