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After Ye Wenyu figured it out, she smiled brightly. She wanted to go find Cai Wenchuan right away, but thinking of the rumors about their teacher-student relationship, she had to control herself. She picked up her phone and sent Cai Wenchuan a private message: "Brother Wen, I know the extra money on my meal card was transferred to me by you. I am not a poor student and do not receive any subsidies. I went to the student affairs office today to find out."
A moment later, Cai Wenchuan sent her a private voice message. His voice was deep, resonant, and magnetic. He said to her, "It's from me. I'm worried about your malnutrition, so please accept it. Otherwise, I'll be so worried that I won't be able to sleep every night."
Ye Wenyu was so happy she wanted to cry. Her nose tingled, her eyes were wet, and her heart was warm. She thought about how her brother Wen was so worried about her being malnourished that he couldn't sleep. She was truly the happiest person in the world! So she smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll eat a feast every day."
Cai Wenchuan sent over a smiling and nodding emoji.
After the two finished chatting on WeChat, Cai Wenchuan put down his phone and realized that because of the principal's reprimand today, he needed to be more careful about his behavior and keep his distance from Xiaoyu.
Then it's even more impossible for me to take care of her like before. Forget about the past, like taking walks together, inviting her to my home for meals, or eating together in the student cafeteria. Since I can't take care of her myself, the only way forward is to take care of her through the school.
Subsidies for students from impoverished families?
Xiaoyu just mentioned the poverty student subsidy. He frowned and pondered, thinking, "Xiaoyu just said she's not a poverty student, so she doesn't receive the subsidy. Then, I'll go and help her apply for a poverty student spot. This child, her family is so poor and suffering, her father doesn't care and her mother doesn't ask about her, why didn't she apply to become a poverty student? Is it because she's young and cares about her reputation?"
He thought for a moment and then sent a private message to Ye Wenyu asking, "Why aren't you a student from a poor family? Is it because you don't want to be one?"
Ye Wenyu's reply came quickly. She wrote, "No, that's not true." She briefly recounted how, at the beginning of her freshman year, she wanted to apply for a financial aid program for students in need, only to find that there were students even more unfortunate than herself, and that she couldn't get the aid she was looking for.
Cai Wenchuan understood immediately. He didn't say much, but he had already made a decision in his heart. He planned to take action to help Ye Wenyu become a student from a poor family, so that with the help and care of the school, she could successfully complete her university studies and graduate with excellent grades.
The next day, because the person named "Lin" on WeChat did not accept Ye Wenyu's red envelope, 24 hours later, WeChat sent a "ding" sound, and the red envelope was automatically returned to Ye Wenyu's WeChat balance. She stared blankly at her WeChat wallet, wondering when she would be able to return the two hundred yuan.
Just as she was worrying, her phone pinged again. Ye Wenyu looked and saw that the wealthy man named "Lin" had sent her another red envelope. Although she couldn't see the exact amount, she knew it was a large one.
She was startled; she hadn't even returned a single red envelope, and then the person sent her another one!
It's really giving me a huge headache.
Because almost no one sends her red envelopes in her daily life, Ye Wenyu finds it harder to control her urge to accept them than most people. She tossed her phone aside for a few minutes, clenching her fists tightly. Then, another WeChat notification came through. Once she had calmed down and was able to control herself, Ye Wenyu picked up her phone again. The wealthy man surnamed "Lin" had sent her a message: "Keep it. For me, giving is better than receiving."
"It is better to give than to receive!" These five words pierced Ye Wenyu's eyes like needles, striking her as if she had been struck by lightning. She immediately dropped her phone as if burned and tightly closed her eyes.
In her past life, when Lin Tingfeng took great care of her, he repeatedly said, "It is better to give than to receive." Do all wealthy people think the same way? They have countless riches, mountains of gold and silver, so they like to scatter money everywhere? Is this just a coincidence, or is it a divine arrangement?
Lin Tingfeng saw that his message had gone unanswered and couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He had been too impulsive. He shouldn't have sent her a red envelope or talked to her. His actions must have scared her.
He gently patted his hand on the table and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He hadn't acted impulsively for many years, nor had he tasted regret or remorse. This was the first time.
Having navigated the treacherous waters of the business world for many years, he had cultivated the ability to remain unmoved even if Mount Tai collapsed before him, and to keep a straight eye on a deer running past him. Yet, at this very moment, because of a young girl he had only met once, he acted like a foolish young man, desperately trying to please her? And when he didn't get a response from her, he lost his composure?
What exactly happened?
Lin Tingfeng fell into deep thought. He sat in his office, staring at his WeChat chat history with Ye Wenyu for a long time, remaining silent. Why did she vanish without a trace like a mouse seeing a cat after he sent her a message? Logically speaking, meeting in a group of wealthy people—in this society, many girls have tried their best to join such groups or golf clubs to meet rich people, then pursue successful individuals with burning passion, hoping to one day gain their favor and marry into a wealthy family. Even if they don't marry into a wealthy family, they can still get a house. In short, in their minds, following a rich person is definitely a win-win situation. But Ye Wenyu was not like that.
Lin Tingfeng stroked his chin, lost in deep thought. He thought to himself, logically speaking, he was in the dark and she was in the light. He knew who she was, but she didn't know who he was. Why did he feel that he was still at a disadvantage in their relationship?
Is the only reason that I fell in love first?
There's an old saying that goes, "A single stirring of the heart can bring a thousand tears." I hope that's not true.
Time passed day by day, and the weather grew colder and colder, with an unusually crisp air. Ye Wenyu was busy tutoring and studying, spinning around like a top all day long.
Because it was nearing the end of the semester, both her tutoring work and her own studies were more demanding than before. She was like a girl in red dancing shoes who couldn't stop dancing, busy like a machine. Every night, lying in her little bed, just before falling asleep, she would always find herself extremely tired, as if all the bones in her body were about to fall apart.
She wondered, how long would this go on? Maybe things would get better once the final exams were over and winter break arrived. Clinging to this sliver of hope, she persevered.
And so, day after day, the hard work finally came to an end! Winter break arrived, and all the final exams were over. Not only did Ye Wenyu not fail any courses, but she also ranked first in the class! The scholarship was a sure thing, and the three children she tutored also achieved excellent results in their final exams. Their parents were very satisfied and, in their joy, gave Ye Wenyu a large red envelope.
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