Speaking of this, Wen Zhi was at a bit of a loss.
“Ah, I owe him another favor,” she said helplessly.
Just last time, she had told Su Wenjing they were even…
Zhang Tingting released Wen Zhi and, seeing her expression, couldn’t help but tease, “In ancient times, there was ‘repaying a life-saving grace with one’s hand in marriage.’ Zhizhi, why don’t you…”
Before she could finish, Wen Zhi shot her a glare and cut her off, “Stop talking nonsense!”
A faint blush flashed across her face.
What were they all thinking?!
“It’s not impossible, Zhizhi! He’s single, you’re single, right? We should seize opportunities when they come!”
“Following tonight’s plot development, hmm, I think soon, if Su Wenjing plays the hero and saves the beauty one more time, you two could start dating!”
“The key point is, President Su is super handsome!!! You definitely wouldn’t be losing out!”
Li Yue, distracted by Zhang Tingting’s words, couldn’t help but think of all the romance novels she’d been reading—wasn’t this exactly how those plots unfolded?!
Wen Zhi looked exasperated. She reached out and pinched Li Yue’s cheek, forcing a smile as she said, “Cut down on those CEO romance novels. You’re getting obsessed.”
“Mmm…”
“Seriously, Zhizhi, believe me. Look at your pretty little face, this flawless skin and figure, and that incredible resume…”
“I declare, you are the novel’s female lead incarnate!”
Li Yue exclaimed.
“You two, I’m officially shipping you from now on! Yes, let’s call you the ‘Wen-Zhi Couple’!”
Zhang Tingting hadn’t paid much attention at first, but upon hearing it, she actually thought there was something to it. “Wen-Zhi”—”Wen Zhi.”
“Wow, the homophone is even your name, Zhizhi!”
Wen Zhi was also taken aback and shot her a reproachful look. “Stop imagining things!”
Although she had to admit it was quite a coincidence…
……
After watching Wen Zhi hurry away, Su Wenjing muttered under his breath, “Little ingrate.”
Returning to the private room on the third floor, the few who had been watching the drama from the railing earlier had already gone back inside.
When they saw Su Wenjing push the door open, knowing smiles spread across their faces.
“Didn’t you say there was nothing between you? Didn’t you say she was just an ordinary junior?” Lin He asked teasingly.
“And yet you cared so much, personally rushing down to solve her problem.”
Normally, even if he just casually sent someone down to deliver a message on his behalf, such matters would be easily resolved.
There was no need for him to show up in person.
Su Wenjing didn’t answer. He simply found a seat and sat down casually, crossing his legs and folding his hands over his knees, appearing nonchalant.
“Wenjing, this is the first time you’ve shown such concern for a junior,” Fu Chuqi joked.
Su Wenjing looked up, a hint of a roguish smile on his face. “I’m just someone who enjoys helping others.”
He paused, then added, “A heart of compassion, what can I do?”
Hearing this, his friends across from him were speechless. They all recalled Su Wenjing’s previous attitudes toward women who had sought his help.
Either coldly rejecting them, telling them to get lost, or mocking their methods as pathetic.
“Just tell us the truth—are you interested in her?” Song Bojian really didn’t want to hear him beat around the bush.
“What’s there to hide? If you like her, just pursue her! With your looks and status, wouldn’t it be a piece of cake?”
Su Wenjing gave him a faint glance, lowered his eyes slightly, and chuckled softly, “Tsk, didn’t you see how fast she ran?”
In truth, with this statement, he indirectly admitted it—he was indeed interested in Wen Zhi.
Song Bojian let out an “oh,” patted his shoulder meaningfully, and said, “Can’t blame her. You must have acted too flirtatiously. It’s only natural for a young girl to be cautious.”
“Me, flirtatious?” Su Wenjing wasn’t boasting, but in their circle, was there anyone more self-disciplined than him?!
“You may not be flirtatious, but you sure look like a slacker.”
“Maybe she thinks you’re a player, hahaha!”
One comment after another was thrown his way.
“Get lost,” Su Wenjing curled his lips and coldly spat out a single word.
“Alright, alright, go ahead and chase her. Who would have thought we’d see Su Wenjing flustered over a girl in our lifetime, hahaha!”
“Interesting. I’ll have to meet this girl someday and see what it is about her that attracts you so much,” Song Bojian remarked with keen interest.
“Don’t bother her.” A simple statement, yet brimming with threat.
Song Bojian clicked his tongue lightly. “Already protecting her so soon?”
“Fine, I won’t go then.”
Su Wenjing paid little attention to the others afterward. Though he appeared to be casually playing with his phone, he had long been fixated on the WeChat interface.
His fingers slid across the screen, but his gaze kept drifting to the newly added contact—Wen Zhi’s friend request, which he had already accepted with a light tap.
It still showed the official greeting message from when the friend request was just accepted, but the little one hadn’t made a peep.
Several minutes had passed since the friend request was approved.
Yet, the phone screen remained as calm as a lake, without a single ripple.
He frowned slightly, his fingers involuntarily tapping on Wen Zhi’s profile picture again. It was a photo of her standing under a cherry blossom tree, her back turned, with petals falling like snow, making her figure appear even more graceful.
Quite pretty, he thought.
He scrolled through her Moments, only to find it set to “visible for the last three days.”
The most recent post was from yesterday:
“Pearl coconut milk soufflé is absolutely delicious!!”
A clear smile appeared in Su Wenjing’s eyes as he silently gave it a like.
As night fell, the city lights gradually dimmed, leaving only scattered glimmers in the dormitory building.
Wen Zhi and the others returned to the dormitory under the moonlight, the night’s busyness leaving her feeling somewhat weary. After putting her things away, she stepped into the bathroom. The sound of running water filled the air, and steam drifted through the small space.
The warm water washed over her skin, carrying away fatigue and dust.
Wen Zhi had just stepped out of the bathroom, her hair still slightly damp, her cheeks flushed from the steam like ripe apples.
She gently shook off the water droplets and sat on a stool, beginning her daily skincare routine.
From a drawer, she retrieved an exquisite skincare box, neatly filled with various bottles and jars.
Toner, lotion, eye cream, body lotion—she patiently and meticulously applied each product, step by step, to every inch of her skin.
She didn’t seem to find it troublesome at all.
Zhang Tingting, watching Wen Zhi’s meticulous routine from the upper bunk, was stunned. “Zhi Zhi, you’re truly the one meant to be the beauty!”
It was so tedious. She usually just applied face cream after showering and called it a day.
Wen Zhi let out a soft laugh. “It’s just a quick thing to do after showering—you’re just lazy!”
Zhang Tingting and Li Yue both turned to look at Wen Zhi. Her cheeks were fair with a rosy glow, soft and tender, as if they could be squeezed to release moisture.
“Wah, let me give Zhi Zhi a squeeze!”
“Let me have the first taste before any other smelly guys get to her!”
Wen Zhi tilted her head slightly. “Huh? What?”
“No way.”
She refused with a serious tone. After saying this, she playfully shook her head at the two in a cute manner before retreating to her own bed.