Not far away, seeing Xing Wu take the initiative to greet Lin Yingyue and Su Xiaoxiao, Chen Chuchu was grinding her back teeth in anger.
It's these impoverished students again!
Damn it, Zhao Shuyuan was right—these lowlifes only know how to seduce men and don't deserve to study alongside them!
Lin Yingyue had been flipping through the Photography Club's portfolio when she heard someone seemingly greeting her.
She looked up.
Xing Wu walked up to her. "Junior, are you interested in joining the Photography Club? We have a lot of advanced photography equipment that members can use for free."
"With your image, if you join our department, it would be no problem at all to get transferred to the school TV station as a host."
"After graduation, you could use that experience to become a host at a local station—the future is limitless..."
Su Xiaoxiao's heart was stirred by the offer, and she poked Lin Yingyue in the waist.
Lin Yingyue had always carried herself well; she was a campus beauty queen, a stunningly gorgeous girl.
Long, straight black hair with a princess cut, delicate eyebrows, a fair pink complexion, and deep, dark eyes.
At the corner of her eye was a small red mole, giving her a look that could be both sweet and cool—she was practically a real-life version of Tomie's beauty!
They say beauty can't be eaten, but when you're as beautiful as Lin Yingyue, not only can you eat it, you can feast on it, gorge yourself on it.
Lin Yingyue closed the portfolio and was about to take the club introduction booklet.
Suddenly, her mobile phone rang.
As soon as she answered, a man's low, cold voice came through.
"Don't take it."
It was Song Zeqian.
Lin Yingyue was startled and looked around, but she couldn't see him anywhere.
"Are you nearby? Why can't I see you?"
On the other end, Song Zeqian was working, with the surveillance camera feed of the club area beside him.
A faint blue light fell on his profile, casting a light shadow over his brows and eyes. In his dark pupils, possessiveness rose and fell.
"Don't bother looking. I'm at the company."
"Stay away from Xing Wu."
Lin Yingyue just wanted to show it to Su Xiaoxiao; she hadn't had any good feelings toward Xing Wu anyway.
Strange—how did Song Zeqian know Xing Wu was hitting on her?
People behind were still waiting in line, so she said to Xing Wu:
"Thank you for the offer, senior, but I'm not interested in photography or being on TV. I've already decided to join another club."
With that, she pulled Su Xiaoxiao beside her and turned to walk toward another club's booth.
Rejected again, Xing Wu watched Lin Yingyue's tall figure and let out a snort.
A hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes.
Was it really necessary? They weren't even family.
Song Zeqian really did guard that precious baby sister of his tighter than anyone.
After registering their names, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly thought of something and looked at Lin Yingyue with gossipy eyes.
"Yueyue, I definitely didn't mishear! It was Young Master Song, right?"
"Yeah, it was him."
"Ooh~" Su Xiaoxiao grinned slyly. "You two aren't..."
Before she could finish, a figure suddenly blocked their path.
Zhong Mu, wearing a white shirt and looking like a pure college guy, held a small plate of cake and stared at Lin Yingyue with pleading eyes.
"Baking Club recruitment. Want a piece?"
To be fair, Zhong Mu was indeed good-looking.
Otherwise, Lin Yingyue wouldn't have gotten together with him in the first place.
Stared at like that, even Su Xiaoxiao found it hard to refuse. She took a matcha-flavored piece, took a bite, and praised, "It's really good!"
"Lin, would you like to try?"
Zhong Mu stared intently at Lin Yingyue.
His dark, moist eyes looked like a little dog's.
"I don't eat sweets." Lin Yingyue's face was expressionless, her refusal crisp and clean.
"But you used to love cherry cake..."
The implication of those words was too complicated. Su Xiaoxiao smelled gossip and her eyes lit up.
Her gaze shifted meaningfully between Lin Yingyue and Zhong Mu.
Suspecting that she was being misunderstood for two-timing, Lin Yingyue's lips twitched, and she wanted to explain.
Su Xiaoxiao immediately covered Lin Yingyue's mouth and made a face that said, "You just made a mistake that all women in the world make—sister understands."
Then Su Xiaoxiao made an excuse to go pick up documents and left first.
But Zhong Mu didn't leave. He kept following Lin Yingyue, muttering all the way, "Yueyue, can you add me back, please?"
Lin Yingyue didn't have time to complain about Su Xiaoxiao's disloyalty and said dryly, "No."
Seeing she wouldn't agree, Zhong Mu kept following her and nagging.
"Yueyue, add me back. I know I was wrong. I won't break your heart like that again."
"I really am wrong. I can kneel on a washboard for you."
"Every day you've been away from me, I can't eat or sleep well..."
Lin Yingyue's head was spinning. How had she never noticed before that Zhong Mu had the potential to be a nagging monk?
If you can't eat or sleep well, go see a doctor—she wasn't a physician.
As she walked, Jiang Wu came running toward her, panting.
On her thin, delicate face, a light sheen of sweat, strands of hair sticking to her cheeks.
Clearly, she had just come from another part-time job.
Seeing Lin Yingyue, her eyes lit up, and she approached hesitantly.
Lin Yingyue was wearing a little Chanel-style skirt, making her look like a sweet, soft strawberry cake.
Jiang Wu looked at herself—her clothes were baggy and ill-fitting.
Back in high school, everyone wore the same ugly uniforms. But after entering university, these gaps only grew wider.
She lowered her head and said softly, a little self-consciously:
"Lin, thank you for this morning."
"It's nothing. Club recruitment is almost over. If you want to join, you'd better hurry."
"Oh." Jiang Wu then went to look through the booths one by one.
Zhong Mu saw that Lin Yingyue had just rejected the lofty senior Xing Wu but was so kind to Jiang Wu, a girl so ordinary she seemed to blend into the dust.
His ears turned red.
He had heard that Yueyue was now living with the Song family, and he had worried she might become arrogant and look down on him because of it.
Seeing this, she wasn't that shallow of a woman.
When he snapped out of it, Lin Yingyue had already disappeared somewhere.
Having shaken off the annoying mosquito, the world was finally peaceful. Lin Yingyue put on her earphones and started memorizing CET-4 vocabulary.
Suddenly, a message came in on her mobile phone.
【Baby, are you thinking of joining a club?】
Lin Yingyue replied:
【Yeah, it adds to my GPA.】
To be honest, she still had no idea how Song Zeqian knew her every move.
Could it be that he just happened to run into some passing classmate?
【Then come to the KTV today. I'll introduce you to some friends from the Student Union. We'll play some games and get to know each other quickly.】
Lin Yingyue was slightly stunned.
When she had agreed to date Song Zeqian before, she thought it was just because the male lead had never been in love and felt responsible.
Or maybe he liked her body—a purely friends-with-benefits relationship.
Once the novelty wore off and he met the female lead, he would pull away.
But now, Song Zeqian wanted to introduce her to his other friends?
It was only a three-month contract boyfriend-girlfriend thing—the male lead was way too responsible.
Later, when the male and female leads got together, wouldn't it be awkward for her to run into those people again?
She instinctively wanted to refuse. Seeing her "typing..." indicator, the other side quickly sent a message.
【Baby, don't refuse me, or I'll come to school right now and pick you up in my most flashy, arrogant, cool, and domineering car.】
Although Song Zeqian was joking, Lin Yingyue felt a chill for no reason.
Like black, viscous tidewater, swallowing and drowning her.
Song Zeqian had been getting more and more moody lately. She had no idea what had gotten into him.
Her sixth sense told her not to refuse.
So she sent: 【Okay, mwah mwah.】
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