As he spoke, he got off the folding bed, stiffly straightening his wrinkled uniform, deliberately avoiding Yu Jiuyuan's gaze, as if even a glance would be an insult to him.
[System Notification: Lin Yanran, Favorability 46, Emotional Fluctuation (Negative 0/Neutral 10/Positive 20). Current neutral emotional fluctuation increased by 3 points, triggering the keyword: Chaos.]
Yu Jiuyuan ignored his sarcasm and simply looked at Xie Zhecheng: "What are the student council's plans for today?"
Xie Zhecheng took out his phone and quickly glanced at the schedule: "There's a final meeting before winter break at 10 a.m., and the notice has already been sent out. Also, Tang Nianzhi just messaged me asking if I wanted to have lunch together."
When Tang Nianzhi was mentioned, Rong Shenghan's eyes subtly changed.
Yu Jiuyuan nodded, her expression blank: "Understood. The meeting will proceed as usual, and for lunch... tell her to wait."
She stood up, the hem of her shirt swaying with her movements, revealing a section of her fair and slender calves.
Xie Zhecheng's gaze darkened slightly. He took off another spare jacket from his own clothes and handed it to Xie Zhecheng: "Put this on."
Yu Jiuyuan took it and obediently draped it over her shoulders. The coat was just long enough to cover her thighs, carrying Xie Zhecheng's cold aura, like an invisible protective shield.
"I'll go back to my dorm to change first." She said, casually pulling a short skirt from the closet in the lounge and putting it on, then looked at Rong Shenghan, "This... could you please take care of it?"
“Leave it to me.” Rong Shenghan smiled gently.
Yu Jiuyuan didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out of the lounge.
The moment the door closed, the atmosphere in the lounge suddenly became subtle.
Yuan Xu kept her head down, her fingers unconsciously digging into the sofa armrest, her cheeks still flushed.
Xie Zhecheng walked to the window and stood side by side with Rong Shenghan, watching Yu Jiuyuan's figure disappear at the end of the corridor. His voice was low and deep: "Have you found out who's behind this?"
“Lu Mingyuan is just a decoy.” Rong Shenghan’s voice turned colder. “The one who made the move was a minor figure from a branch of the Su family. There must be someone else behind him.”
Xie Zhecheng's brows furrowed even more: "Do you need me to handle this?"
“No rush.” Rong Shenghan shook his head. “She will probably… handle it herself.”
He knew Yu Jiuyuan too well. She seemed innocent and harmless, but in reality, she was vengeful and would retaliate tenfold if anyone wronged her.
Lin Yanran chuckled, walked to the door, put her hand on the doorknob, glanced back at them, and said sarcastically, "A bunch of idiots who were completely fooled by her."
After saying that, he opened the door and left without looking back.
Xie Zhecheng and Rong Shenghan exchanged a glance but neither spoke.
Yuan Xu looked up at them and whispered, "She was in a lot of pain last night, wasn't she?" He remembered that she cried at the end, and her tears fell on the back of his hand, which was surprisingly hot.
Xie Zhecheng was silent for a moment, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes: "Hmm."
Outside the window, snowflakes began to fall without my noticing.
Tiny snowflakes shimmered in the sunlight as they slowly fell onto the Gothic spires of St. Cherry Academy, quickly accumulating into a thin layer of white.
Yu Jiuyuan walked back to her dormitory. Her coat was large, and she wore a short skirt underneath, so no one would notice anything unusual. Snowflakes fell on her hair, bringing a cool touch.
She raised her hand to adjust her coat, a very faint smile playing on her lips.
The favorability ratings are all very stable, especially for Yuan Xu and Rong Shenghan, who have reached the maximum value.
Hsieh Che-cheng was a little short, but his emotional fluctuations were almost entirely positive, indicating that last night's "shared hardship" had a significant effect.
Lin Yanran remains a tough nut to crack. But that's alright, we'll take it slow.
As for the Su family...
Her gaze turned cold, like the ice of winter.
The game has only just begun.
She returned to her dormitory, changed into a clean white dress, and put on a camel-colored cashmere coat. Her long hair was loosely tied back, revealing her slender neck. She had covered the needle mark from last night with concealer, so there was no trace of it.
The girl in the mirror still looked innocent and harmless, with clear eyes and a pure smile, as if the chaos of last night had nothing to do with her.
[System Notification: Current progress on the strategy is good. Host, please note that Tang Nianzhi has made multiple attempts to contact Rong Shenghan, seemingly intending to intervene.]
Yu Jiuyuan looked at herself in the mirror and gently touched the corner of her lips with her fingertip.
Tang Nianzhi?
It's just an insignificant variable.
She picked up her phone and sent Rong Shenghan a message: "Let's have lunch at 'Yunding,' I want to eat their Buddha Jumps Over the Wall."
Then, she sent the same message to Xie Zhecheng, Yuan Xu, and Lin Yanran, but with different tones.
The message given to Xie Zhecheng was: "Please help me organize the materials from this morning's meeting."
The message to Yuanxu was: "I heard you've cultivated a new fluorescent rose? When will you take me to see it?"
The document given to Lin Yanran reads: "[Student Council Member Evaluation Form. I will review it this afternoon, so you'd better not make any mistakes.]"
After sending the message, she put down her phone, picked up the scarf from the table, and slowly wrapped it around her neck.
The snow outside the window fell heavier and heavier, soon enveloping the entire Saint Sakura Academy in a vast expanse of white silence.
Yu Jiuyuan looked at the snowflakes falling outside the window, her eyes calm and undisturbed.
Winter break is almost here, and this winter looks like it's going to be very interesting.
Her "puppies" still need more "training".
And those who tried to disrupt her game...
It needs to be cleaned up properly.
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