"President, the photos of her checking into the hotel are all over the forum. I'm worried it'll reflect badly on the school..."
Xing Wu spread his hands. "What photos? I don't know what you're talking about."
Suddenly, a gasp came from beside her. Lin Yingyue picked up her phone to look.
Sure enough, that photo on the forum was already showing as unable to load, and the post had been sealed.
For Xing Wu, deleting a photo was a piece of cake.
"Zhao Shuyuan, you will apologize to classmate Jiang Wu right now," he paused, glanced at Lin Yingyue beside him, and suddenly curled his lips into a smile. "And remember to apologize to classmate Lin as well."
For some reason, even though he only glanced at her, Lin Yingyue felt a chill, as if she had been targeted.
Zhao Shuyuan was extremely reluctant. Bowing her head to an "inferior" was worse than killing her.
She suddenly remembered the rumors about those young masters of the F4 making a bet to pursue the impoverished students and then ruthlessly dump them.
Her gaze grew even more contemptuous.
Jiang Wu, aren't you feeling pretty smug?
You don't really think these upper-class people actually look up to you, do you?
Let you be smug for a while. When the bet is over, you'll know that those noble young masters only see you as the lowest, most despicable playthings!
Then I'll be able to do whatever I want with you!
"Still not apologizing?" Xing Wu said coldly.
Zhao Shuyuan shuddered.
She had no choice but to grimace and apologize to Jiang Wu. "I'm sorry."
When she turned to Lin Yingyue, her face was about to turn purple, and she glared with wide eyes. "I'm—sorry."
Lin Yingyue loved seeing people who couldn't stand her but couldn't do anything about it.
"Louder, I can't hear you."
Zhao Shuyuan was so angry her nose was practically crooked. She shot Lin Yingyue a vicious glare.
"I'm sorry!"
Then she stomped away in her shoes, "tap tap tap."
Her followers hurried after her.
After they left, Xing Wu looked at Jiang Wu and Lin Yingyue, instantly switching to an approachable smile.
"Are you okay? If anyone bullies you again, come find me."
Jiang Wu's face was covered in tear stains. She wiped her face clean with the handkerchief and said, "Thank you for the handkerchief. I'll return it to you."
The difference between people is greater than the difference between people and dogs.
Both were from wealthy families, but some were arrogant and spread rumors, while others were gentle and willing to stand up for her.
Xing Wu: "It's just a handkerchief. No need to return it."
Lin Yingyue was about to leave when someone called out to her.
She turned around, and Xing Wu was looking at her with interest.
Unlike the businesslike attitude he had shown Jiang Wu just now, his dark eyes now flickered with something called interest.
It made Lin Yingyue feel uneasy.
It was exactly what she feared—she didn't want to be noticed by the protagonist group.
"Junior, mind adding a contact? You haven't joined any clubs yet, right? I can recommend one for you."
"No need, senior."
Lin Yingyue's face was gentle and harmless as she turned and walked away.
Xing Wu raised his eyebrows in surprise, a bit annoyed.
He had been rejected?
In his memory, weren't special excellent poor students supposed to be desperate to climb up? Having someone like him should be a treasure they wouldn't waste.
Someone beside him muttered quietly, "First time seeing a girl reject the president. Isn't she playing hard to get?"
Hearing this, Xing Wu's brow relaxed.
So it was playing hard to get...
That girl's pretty face, her slender waist, and her reckless courage had indeed caught his side glance.
Heard she was some illegitimate sister of the Song family's crown prince? Used to hang around Song Zeqian all day.
He hadn't slept with this type before...
But with difficulty, the conquest would be even more satisfying when successful.
...
Lin Yingyue, Su Xiaoxiao, and a few friends headed to the classroom.
Cang Wanwan was full of admiration:
"The president is so handsome, and his sense of justice is amazing. He finally taught that bad woman Zhao Shuyuan a lesson!"
Someone else chimed in: "The president has such good values. His girlfriend must be really happy!"
Su Xiaoxiao noticed Lin Yingyue had been silent. "Hey, Yueyue, why did you refuse to add him on WeChat?"
Lin Yingyue: "He's a phony. Why would I add him?"
Su Xiaoxiao: !!!
"Bestie, you actually called the president a phony?"
Lin Yingyue: "If he really wanted to punish Zhao Shuyuan, shouldn't he have first muted the post but kept it as evidence to report to the school for disciplinary action? Instead, he just deleted the post."
What was a light apology worth?
Jiang Wu had been slapped and forced to kneel publicly.
Zhao Shuyuan received no punishment, so she would continue bullying.
That would create an opportunity for Jiang Wu to seek help from the F4.
By doing this, Xing Wu didn't offend anyone and built himself a great image.
In this year's student council president election, he probably wouldn't need to campaign; the impoverished students would vote for him anyway.
Cang Wanwan blinked, realizing something was off.
But she still couldn't help saying a good word for Xing Wu:
"Even if his method was wrong, he did teach Zhao Shuyuan a lesson. A gentleman is judged by his actions, not his intentions."
"As the student council president, he has a responsibility for such matters, doesn't he? If he doesn't handle it, he should give the position to someone else. I'm sure many people would be willing to take it."
Su Xiaoxiao seemed to understand. That actually made sense.
Borrowing the words of a wicked capitalist:
There are so many college students; if you don't do it, someone else will.
Just after class, the class monitor announced:
"Today, clubs are recruiting on the playground. Everyone can go sign up for their favorite clubs.
You can earn credits, but to avoid affecting your studies, it's recommended to sign up for just 2 to 3 clubs."
Lin Yingyue and Su Xiaoxiao went together to sign up for club activities.
Under the shade of a large tree, Xing Wu wore a black baseball cap. His thin, pale face had deep, handsome features.
His narrow eyes opened into a slit as he surveyed the passing students.
Wherever he stood, he was the golden signboard.
In no time, the club he was in was packed.
Suddenly, a girl pulled him behind a painted board. She was a member of Zhao Shuyuan's bullying clique, the one who had just slapped Jiang Wu.
She acted coyly, "Wu Wu, let's get together?"
Chen Chuchu had a pretty round face and big eyes.
Xing Wu smiled. "Sorry, I like sluts—especially ones with big tits and a nice ass."
Chen Chuchu's eyes were red, looking at him pitifully.
"But in bed, you said you liked me the most."
"Ever heard of 'dick without heart'?" He glanced at her dismissively. "Except... you're too wet everywhere, and you cry ugly in bed. Don't come to me anymore. Not interested."
The girl ran off crying.
Just then, Xing Wu heard Su Xiaoxiao's voice.
"Yueyue, come check this out. The TV station's photography club. Don't you like taking pictures?"
Xing Wu looked up to see Lin Yingyue and Su Xiaoxiao walking this way.
He chuckled softly.
Little girls were like this—stubbornly refusing to add him in the morning, but by afternoon they couldn't resist.
Seeing him in this club, they eagerly came over to join.
It just so happened he didn't get along with Song Zeqian. Watching the girl who used to chase after Song Zeqian now come to flirt with him was amusing.
Would Song Zeqian get angry?
Xing Wu stepped out of the shade, took off his hat to reveal his sharp-featured face, and said lazily:
"Hi~ junior."
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