The books scattered across the floor. Shen Chenxi looked at Chu Feng with a cold expression. Two days ago, if faced with such a scene, Chu Feng would have immediately rushed over to pick up the books and even asked if she had hurt her hand. But now, he sat steadily in his seat, making no move to help.
She suddenly recalled his words yesterday at the noodle shop—that from now on, neither of them owed the other. At the time, she hadn’t thought much of it, but now she fully understood what he meant.
With no one offering assistance, Shen Chenxi bent down and quietly picked up her books herself.
Meanwhile, Zhao Shuangshuang finally revealed a satisfied smile. For three long years, she had always been overshadowed by Shen Chenxi. And now, at last, she had stepped on Shen Chenxi instead. Watching Shen Chenxi lower her head, every cell in her body seemed to sigh in pleasure. The feeling… was simply exhilarating.
Her gaze shifted toward Chu Feng. Yes, he was Shen Chenxi’s weakness. As long as she kept him firmly in her grasp, she could control Shen Chenxi at will. With that thought, even the way she looked at Chu Feng was full of sweetness.
“Chu Feng, don’t forget to wait for me tonight.” Leaving those words behind and casting one last look at the stiff figure of Shen Chenxi, Zhao Shuangshuang raised her chin proudly and walked away with light steps.
Shen Chenxi quietly gathered her books and sat down. Her gaze, faint yet lingering, drifted toward Chu Feng. At that same moment, Chu Feng suddenly felt a chill crawl down his back.
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The rest of the day, the classroom atmosphere was strangely tense. Homeroom teacher Wang Jian also noticed something odd—many boys kept turning to look at Zhao Shuangshuang in the back row, while some glanced at Chu Feng with not disdain, but jealousy and bitterness.
What was going on? Could it be that Chu Feng and Zhao Shuangshuang…? Impossible, Wang Jian thought, shaking off the strange idea.
“The college entrance exam is less than a month away. We’re already in countdown mode, yet some of you still can’t settle down. If you don’t give it your all now, you’ll regret it later…”
He lectured earnestly, but the students were clearly distracted. It wasn’t that they didn’t understand the importance of the exam—it was just that today’s drama was too overwhelming. Two campus belles of Experimental High School competing over the same boy? If they hadn’t witnessed it themselves, who would believe it?
Shen Chenxi’s mood was visibly sour. Already known as the Iceberg Goddess, her face now looked colder than ever. Even Shen Shuanglong, sitting in the front row, who had tried several times to chat with Chu Feng, ended up retreating under her chilling aura.
When the final bell rang, Zhao Shuangshuang was the first to pack her bag, but she didn’t leave. Instead, she lingered by the classroom door, casting subtle glances toward the window seat.
Shen Chenxi, who was always quiet, was even more silent today. Since the morning incident, she hadn’t spoken a single word. As soon as the bell rang, she packed up and headed out. When she paused briefly at the doorway, the class collectively held its breath, expecting more fireworks. But Shen Chenxi simply walked away, her proud figure disappearing down the hall. The source of this chapter is novelping dot com.
Watching her leave, Zhao Shuangshuang felt pure joy. As long as Shen Chenxi was unhappy, it was as sweet as tasting honey.
“Chu Bro, let’s get spicy noodles tonight, my treat! And you can share your girl-chasing experience with me,” Li Fei hurried over, wrapping an arm around Chu Feng’s shoulder with a fawning grin.
In the past, Chu Feng would have eagerly agreed, praising him as a generous brother. But this time, before he could respond, Zhao Shuangshuang’s sharp voice rang out from the front of the class. “Chu Feng is tutoring me tonight. He’s not going anywhere.”
She cast Li Fei a single cold glance, and he instantly withdrew his hand, laughing awkwardly. “My bad, I shouldn’t have interfered.”
As a professional bootlicker, Chu Feng’s rule was simple: take the money, do the job. Compared to Song Yuxin’s chuunibyou antics with whips, Zhao Shuangshuang’s tutoring request was child’s play. Patting his best friend on the shoulder, Chu Feng walked confidently toward her.
“Chu Feng, do you have hot water at home? The weather’s too hot—I usually shower before I study.”
“There’s hot water, but I don’t have any clothes for you to change into…”
Their figures disappeared together, leaving Li Fei standing frozen. His mind reeled as if struck by a heavy blow. He muttered to himself, “I must be sick… otherwise why would I be hearing things like this?”
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It was Zhao Shuangshuang’s first time visiting a male classmate’s home. Truthfully, at first, she had only suggested tutoring at his house out of spite toward Shen Chenxi, wanting to provoke her. But halfway there, she began to regret it. Alone with a boy, when she herself was a great beauty—what if Chu Feng couldn’t resist her charm?
“Grandma, this is my classmate. Her grades aren’t great, so I’ll be tutoring her.”
Han Meizhen instantly took a liking to Zhao Shuangshuang. Having spent three years in the hospital, she felt she had failed Chu Feng by not being part of his school life. Now, seeing him bring home such a beautiful classmate, she couldn’t stop smiling.
“Child, treat this as your own home, don’t be shy. You haven’t eaten yet, right? Sit down and eat with us. Xiao Feng is too stubborn and keeps everything bottled up—please look out for him at school, don’t let anyone bully him.”
Zhao Shuangshuang, who had just extorted 2,000 yuan from her grandparents the week before, felt no annoyance at the grandmother’s rambling—rather, she found it warm.
Chu Feng, however, felt uneasy. His grandmother looked at Zhao Shuangshuang almost like she was meeting her future granddaughter-in-law. Afraid she might feel uncomfortable, he tried to intervene, but his grandmother wisely excused herself to visit the neighbor and left the two alone.
“Eat first, then study,” Chu Feng said, settling at the table.
As a bootlicker, he always prioritized his client’s needs. Once, it had been Shen Chenxi. Now, it was simply Zhao Shuangshuang. After dinner, seeing her curiosity, he showed her around his modest two-bedroom apartment. It was small but neat and tidy.
In his bedroom, Zhao Shuangshuang began rummaging around. “What are you looking for? I’ll help,” Chu Feng asked.
With a sly smile, she replied, “I heard boys keep secrets under their pillows.”
Chu Feng calmly shifted to block the magazines hidden under his textbooks. Luckily, she didn’t press the issue and instead headed for the bathroom. “I told you, I always shower first when I get home.”
Chu Feng rubbed his temples. “And I told you, I don’t have clothes for girls here.”
The bathroom door closed, and soon the sound of running water filled the apartment. Her playful voice called out, “Your clothes will do—just make sure they’re clean and unworn. And don’t you dare peek, or I’ll tell your grandma.”
Chu Feng froze for a moment, then said seriously, “You’ll have to pay extra.”