The CEO’s Little Wife 1 7
This was a post uploaded to the campus forum by a user named “hachimi, my favorite person.” Unlike the back shots or blurry photos taken by others, this one was completely different: it was shot from right beside Qiao Yu. One photo captured his side profile, and another captured his full face after he turned his head.
It had been up for less than five minutes, and it had already stirred up a huge wave.
『Holy crap, did the OP take this right up in his face? Such a clear photo.』
『Dammit, why didn’t you include a stunning looks warning? I almost couldn’t breathe the moment I clicked in.』
『Butler! Within five minutes, I want all of this person’s information!』
『Su Peisheng! Hurry! Hurry! The Fengluan Chunen carriage! Bring him over to serve in the bedchamber!』
『Why does Hachimi’s BGM start playing in my head the moment I see him? He’s so cute, damn it!』
『My human Hachimi… I really want to inhale him, damn it, but he’s too pretty. I don’t dare touch him, wuwu.』
『Young masters and young ladies, I found it. The beauty’s name is Qiao Yu. He’s a freshman who just enrolled this year, majoring in Foreign Languages.』
『Shock! I’m in Foreign Languages too! Proximity brings advantage first, family… I’m going for it.』
『Why does he give me such a fragrant feeling?』
『He gives me a very… easy-to-seduce kind of feeling.』
『Holy crap, can you even say that? Are you crazy?』
The thread stacked up to 370 floors.
The fools were still drooling on the forum, but the smart ones had already learned Qiao Yu’s major and rushed to the Foreign Languages classroom to stake out a spot.
Foreign Languages had always been a relatively unpopular major. Usually, not many students came to class, but today, when the teacher came in, the room was unusually packed… almost every row was full.
The teacher felt both flattered and puzzled, and it wasn’t until he followed the students’ gazes that he finally understood. He pushed his glasses up and suddenly saw the light.
So that was it. Why would anyone suddenly fall in love with attending class? It was clearly a feint.
In the packed classroom, only the little row of desks where Qiao Yu sat was not crowded. For some reason, the space around Qiao Yu was completely open, while he himself lazily flipped through the textbooks, secretly covering his face with his sleeve to yawn.
So sleepy. When will class end…
As it turned out, as long as Qiao Yu wanted to sleep, he could sleep in any situation. Even with so many eyes on him, Qiao Yu could still use his elbows to prop himself on the desk, cover his eyes with his sleeve, and fall asleep in that miraculous position.
The teacher lectured tirelessly on the podium, the students watched tirelessly from below, and Qiao Yu slept tirelessly. The whole class was basically everyone doing their own thing.
He slept all the way until class ended. Only when the bell rang did Qiao Yu slowly wake from his dream. When he opened his eyes again, the teacher had already left, but the number of students in the room didn’t seem to have decreased at all.
But that had nothing to do with Qiao Yu.
He put away the extra textbooks he had taken out, picked up his little pig bag, and prepared to leave the classroom, completely forgetting that he was supposed to text Shen Yan in advance. If he hadn’t seen his phone while putting his books away, he might not have remembered that there was such a thing at all.
He took out his phone and sent Shen Yan a message on WeChat. Then he turned off the screen and was just about to leave when a slightly shy male voice came from beside his ear.
“Hello, my name is Chen Yuan. I’m a third-year student in Foreign Languages.”
Qiao Yu didn’t even react at first. It was only when he vaguely realized that there was no one else around him that he looked up in some confusion.
His eyes, just awakened from sleep, always carried a faint mist. Even such a small movement as lifting his gaze seemed to carry a swaying springtime allure. From above, one could just make out the bluish-black tear mole beneath Qiao Yu’s eyelid, and it was devastatingly seductive.
The boy standing in front of him suddenly went red in the face, which only made Qiao Yu even more confused.
“Do you need something…”
His tone was too calm and distant. Instead of scaring the boy off, it only made his excitement burn even hotter after he got Qiao Yu’s reply.
“Um… may I… add you on WeChat?”
A simple sentence came out in fits and starts. After Qiao Yu understood what he meant, he softly said no, then got up and prepared to walk past the gap beside him.
Maybe because he was too anxious, the boy subconsciously reached out and grabbed Qiao Yu’s wrist. The skin he touched was smooth and delicate, and almost any pressure would leave a faint fingerprint.
He quickly let go and hurriedly bowed in apology. “Sorry, I didn’t mean it. I don’t have any bad intentions. I just wanted to get to know you… if you don’t have a boyfriend or girlfriend…”
His face grew redder and redder as he spoke, and the gazes of the people who hadn’t left gradually shifted from shock to amusement. After all, it took tremendous courage to strike up a conversation with Jingda University’s newly famous figure in broad daylight.
Qiao Yu’s bizarre train of thought seemed to return to normal for once. He thought briefly about the shy boy with his head lowered, then tilted his head and replied lightly,
“I’m married.”
The entire room was stunned.
The boy looked as though he had been struck by lightning, instantly stunned inside and out. He stood there, dumbstruck for a long time. Only after Qiao Yu disappeared at the classroom door did he finally snap back from the commotion. Then he yelled and ran out of the classroom.
That day, the Jingda University campus forum experienced countless ups and downs, like a top star who had just debuted and exploded in popularity, only for fans to find out he was in a relationship before they had even finished falling for him.
Good news: Jingda University had a freshman with stunning looks.
Bad news: He was already married, and no one knew who the other half was.
All their schemes had nowhere to go. The shady types lurking in the shadows, shouting about stealing Qiao Yu’s married partner, couldn’t even find a place to start digging, because aside from that Maybach with the six ones plate, they knew nothing.
Walking along Jingda University’s campus, Qiao Yu had no idea that he had just gone through a storm of fans unfollowing him and turning on Shen Yan. Instead, he strolled slowly toward the campus exit.
In fact, wherever Qiao Yu appeared, other people usually didn’t dare get too close to him. They basically kept an automatic two-meter warning line.
Qiao Yu didn’t really care. He glanced at the time on his phone, estimating that Shen Yan should be arriving soon. But just as he raised his head, a force in front of him knocked him over.
Qiao Yu landed squarely on the ground, then followed through and lay down flat. Just looking at him like that, anyone would seriously doubt how hard the other person had collided with him. Even Lu Huai himself was beginning to wonder whether he had really hit him that hard.
In truth, Lu Huai had held back. Although he was pretending to be in a hurry, he only brushed lightly against Qiao Yu’s shoulder… just enough force to make Qiao Yu stop without getting hurt or feeling too much pain.
But he had never expected Qiao Yu, at heart, to be a super fragile being and an unbeatable lying-flat king. Since Lu Huai dared to bump into him, Qiao Yu dared to fall for him. The saying “where you fall, you lie down” fit Qiao Yu perfectly.