Early in the morning, Chu Feng received a text message along with a transfer. The message was from Zhao Shuangshuang, the Overbearing Flower, ordering him to prepare a loving breakfast for her. She even added a special note—it had to be the same as Shen Chenxi’s. As for the transfer of 10,000 yuan, that was, of course, his pay.
A money-driven Chu Feng accepted it without hesitation. But when it came to breakfast, he hadn’t prepared any ingredients the night before, so he could only use the food available at Lu Siyue’s house. Originally, he had planned to quietly make the breakfast and leave unnoticed, but to his misfortune, Lu Siyue, who had woken up early, caught him in the act. Left with no choice, he prepared an extra portion for her as well, and she ate it all clean.
At 6:30 in the morning, Chu Feng arrived at the gates of Experimental High School right on time. Holding a thermos in his hand, he stood quietly at the entrance, just as he had done every day for the past three years.
The school gates bustled with students coming and going. Chu Feng’s presence there had long become familiar to everyone. Perhaps because he hadn’t shown up yesterday, his reappearance today sparked curiosity, and soon whispers spread among the crowd.
“I told you, Chu Feng wouldn’t give up so easily.”
“Look, the King of Bootlickers is standing there again.”
“As expected of the universe’s number one bootlicker.”
As a professional bootlicker, Chu Feng had long since grown immune to such remarks. Three years ago, when his grandmother was hospitalized and he had no money to pay for her treatment, he had knelt before the doctor and begged. It was at that time his pride had already been stripped away. So now, facing mockery and contempt from those around him, Chu Feng remained calm and unfazed.
Just then, Li Fei and Wang Guangju walked toward him. The moment Wang Guangju saw him, he burst into mocking laughter, “Ten cups of milk tea—you better keep your word.”
Li Fei’s face darkened as if he had swallowed something foul. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and nod.
Under Chu Feng’s curious gaze, Wang Guangju stood tall like a victorious general. Meanwhile, Li Fei came up to Chu Feng with a look of deep frustration. “Bootlicker Bro, you’ve ruined me. Didn’t we agree not to do this anymore? Why are you back at it again?”
Chu Feng frowned in confusion. “What’s going on?”
Li Fei let out a sigh. “It’s all because of you. Just earlier, we ran into Wang Guangju at the intersection. He insisted you’d be waiting for Shen Chenxi at the school gates like always. I didn’t believe him, so we bet. Loser has to buy ten cups of milk tea.”
Chu Feng nodded. “Then you lost.”
Li Fei lowered his head, pointing at the thermos in Chu Feng’s hand. “The evidence is right there. I’m not shameless like you. Since I lost, I’ll pay up.”
Li Fei stared, “Isn’t it?”
Chu Feng sneered, “Is Shen Chenxi the only girl in this school?”
Before the words had even finished, a Rolls-Royce slowly pulled up in front of the school. Chu Feng glanced at his watch—it was 6:35. Shen Chenxi had arrived five minutes earlier than usual.
The crowd parted instinctively, many stopping to watch. Li Fei held his breath, his voice tense. “Brother Chu, I’m trusting you this one last time.”
The Rolls-Royce came to a halt. The driver quickly stepped out and opened the back door. In the next instant, a youthful figure stepped out gracefully.
Today, Shen Chenxi wore a simple white dress. The hem fluttered with the breeze, making her look like a blooming lily. A pale blue ribbon tied around her waist added a touch of freshness and elegance.
The morning sunlight streamed through the leaves, casting golden speckles at the school entrance. With light and airy steps, Shen Chenxi walked forward like a fairy descending into the mortal world.
Wang Guangju, the rich second-generation, stood in her path with a bouquet of roses, his face full of passion. “Chenxi, I hope you’ll always shine as brilliantly as these roses.”
Shen Chenxi’s cold expression flickered with disgust. She didn’t even bother with a reply, brushing past him as if he were invisible, walking straight toward Chu Feng.
Whispers immediately rippled through the crowd.
“The number two bootlicker’s as pitiful as ever.”
“Honestly, that rich kid’s worse than Chu Feng. At least Chu Feng’s breakfast fills her stomach. What good are roses?”
“Looks like the King of Bootlickers won today.”
Wang Guangju, who had been so smug in front of Chu Feng earlier, suddenly felt all his pride shatter under Shen Chenxi’s indifferent gaze. His body stiffened as he turned, only to see the goddess of Experimental High School, the unattainable white moonlight of every boy, standing in front of Chu Feng. This chapter was copied from novelping . com without permission.
Unlike the coldness she showed others, Shen Chenxi actually smiled faintly at Chu Feng. “Chu Feng, didn’t you say you wanted to focus on studying and stop making me breakfast?”
Her cold voice carried a hint of doubt, but in her pure eyes flickered a trace of happiness.
Chu Feng remained calm and composed. Beside him, Li Fei let out a heavy sigh. He knew his best friend was going to be trapped again. He admitted to himself that faced with such an enchanting girl, not to mention Chu Feng the ultimate bootlicker—even he wouldn’t be able to resist.
Just as Li Fei was about to close his eyes and admit defeat, the sound of crisp footsteps rang out. Looking up, he saw a beautiful girl crossing the street with a few books in her arms.
It was Zhao Shuangshuang. Her sweet smile was like a flower blooming in spring, vibrant and dazzling. Because of Shen Chenxi’s arrival, many had stopped at the gates, but now with Zhao Shuangshuang appearing, more people couldn’t help swallowing nervously.
The golden sunlight fell on her, her long black hair swaying gently in the breeze, carrying a refreshing fragrance. Many boys couldn’t help but feel regret. If only Zhao Shuangshuang wasn’t so violent, in terms of looks alone, she could have easily contended for the title of campus belle.
At that moment, a thought flashed through Wang Guangju’s mind. If he couldn’t get Shen Chenxi, why hang himself on one tree? Adjusting his mood, he straightened his collar and approached Zhao Shuangshuang. “Shuangshuang, actually I…”
Before he could finish, Zhao Shuangshuang shoved him aside, sending him stumbling onto the ground. “Move, a good dog doesn’t block the way.”
As expected of the Overbearing Flower—her looks unmatched, but far too dangerous to provoke. The boys watching instinctively shrank their necks.
Ignoring Wang Guangju, Zhao Shuangshuang walked straight to Chu Feng. She didn’t even glance at Shen Chenxi as she asked, “Chu Feng, where’s my loving breakfast?”
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“Thud~~~” Wang Guangju, who had just gotten up, collapsed onto the ground once again.