Fang Shanshan currently had no plans to deal with Ye Xixi, as keeping her around was useful. However, Zhao Ziqi was different.
The school heartthrob she liked kept seeking out Ye Xixi!
Since Fang Shanshan wasn’t going to help, she would handle it herself.
Zhao Ziqi slammed her phone down heavily, raised her eyes, and glared viciously at the ugly Ye Xixi, who was chatting and laughing happily with Sheng Qiao.
Even though Ye Xixi’s right face was already disfigured with scars.
So ugly, while she herself? She was the class beauty.
So beautiful.
Was the school heartthrob Zhang Congyang blind?
Instead of liking a beauty, he insisted on liking the ugly Ye Xixi.
The more Zhao Ziqi thought about it, the more resentful she became.
In her anger, she couldn’t help but start tearing up her draft papers again.
It was just too infuriating; she couldn’t let herself be outdone by Ye Xixi.
The school heartthrob was hers, and she was going to win him back.
Meanwhile, in the executive office on the top floor of Lu Corporation.
After arriving at his office, Lu Peishen first dealt with his work. Once finished, the man rubbed his sore brow, relaxed into his office chair, and then pressed the intercom.
Within thirty seconds, the office door was pushed open, and Shao Bai hurried in. “President Lu, what are your instructions?”
“Go order a bouquet of roses now, and also buy some maternity and baby magazines for me downstairs.” The roses were for Xixi when they went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register their marriage later.
As for the maternity and baby magazines—both he and Xixi were first-time parents.
He was worried the young girl wouldn’t know how to take care of herself during pregnancy, so he had to take on the responsibility of looking after her.
Shao Bai noted it down. “Yes, President Lu, I’ll take care of it right away.”
With that, he headed downstairs to buy the flowers and magazines.
Lu Peishen picked up his phone and sent a text to Ye Xixi: 【Xixi, how’s school going?】
At that moment, Ye Xixi was happily walking arm in arm with Sheng Qiao to the multimedia lecture hall for class.
Halfway there, she received Lu Peishen’s concerned message.
Seeing the words “Uncle Lu” pop up on her screen,
Ye Xixi instantly grew very nervous. She bit her lower lip lightly, quickly let go of Sheng Qiao’s hand, took a few steps forward, and replied: 【Uncle Lu, everything’s fine.】
As for Zhao Ziqi’s harassment earlier that day, she didn’t mention it.
After all, she could handle it herself.
Lu Peishen’s lips curved upward. 【That’s good. Xixi, remember to tell me if you run into any difficulties, okay?】
How could Uncle Lu be so good?
Ye Xixi was truly touched. 【Mm, don’t worry, Uncle Lu. I’ll take good care of myself.】
Lu Peishen: 【Xixi, and… the baby in your belly too.】
Oh, right! She had almost forgotten she was pregnant!
Indeed, she was still young.
Being pregnant—so far, she hadn’t felt anything at all.
No severe morning sickness, no intense discomfort.
It was as if she weren’t even pregnant.
Ye Xixi blushed. 【Okay, Uncle Lu, I’ll take good care of our little bean sprout too.】
Little bean sprout???
This was the first time Lu Peishen had seen Ye Xixi refer to their baby as a little bean sprout.
He leaned back in his office chair and chuckled softly.
Little bean sprout—the name sounded quite cute.
Maybe later… after Xixi gave birth, their baby could be called Little Bean Sprout?
【Uncle Lu, I can’t talk anymore. I’m about to start multimedia class.】 Ye Xixi glanced at the classroom ahead and quickly replied.
Lu Peishen: 【Alright. Take care, Xixi and Little Bean Sprout.】
Huh? Why was Uncle Lu calling the baby Little Bean Sprout too?
Does he also think this nickname is cute???
Ye Xixi couldn’t help but smile.
As soon as she started “grinning foolishly,” Sheng Qiao quickly came over to join in the fun: “Sweetie, what are you laughing at? So happy?”
After speaking, Sheng Qiao tried to sneak a peek at her phone’s chat window.
Ye Xixi hurriedly hid it, her face blushing as she said, “I’m chatting with him.”
“Let’s go, class is about to start.”
“Okay, got it. You’re really ditching your friends for a guy!” Seeing how well she hid it, Sheng Qiao couldn’t resist pretending to be annoyed and teasing her.
“Next time, if I get a boyfriend, I’ll ditch you for him too.”
Ye Xixi burst out laughing, then proactively and affectionately wrapped her arm around Sheng Qiao’s, stood on her tiptoes, and gave her a best friend’s kiss: “Don’t be mad. When the time is right, I’ll tell you.”
“Alright, alright, since you kissed me, I forgive you.” Sheng Qiao hummed twice, happily holding Ye Xixi’s hand as they headed to class.
Time flew by quickly, and soon it was around 2 p.m.
On Lu Peishen’s end, after handling all the corporate affairs, he didn’t waste a moment. He grabbed his household register and had Shao Bai drive him to the entrance of Ye Xixi’s media university to wait.
While waiting, Ye Xixi packed up her textbooks and walked out with light steps.
But as she reached the school’s tree-lined path, Zhang Congyang, the campus heartthrob who had always liked her, suddenly appeared from somewhere. With a long arm, he blocked Ye Xixi’s way.
Ye Xixi was startled by Zhang Congyang’s sudden appearance.
Instinctively clutching her books tightly, she cautiously took a step back and looked at him: “Zhang Congyang… what do you want?”
“Xixi, you’re back? Where have you been this past month?” Zhang Congyang completely ignored the wariness in Ye Xixi’s eyes and her obvious attempt to keep her distance. He stubbornly tried to get closer to her, even revealing a somewhat obsessive desire in his eyes: “Do you know how worried I was about you?”
“Do you, Ye Xixi?”
Ye Xixi didn’t want to know: “Thank you for your concern, I’m fine now.”
Zhang Congyang was widely recognized as the campus heartthrob at their media university—sunny and handsome, and not bad at basketball.
Many female students at the school had a crush on him, including Zhao Ziqi, the so-called class beauty in Ye Xixi’s class.
But Zhang Congyang only had eyes for Ye Xixi.
Even though Ye Xixi’s face had been “intentionally” scalded and disfigured by her aunt over the years, leaving an ugly hypertrophic scar, he didn’t mind.
But Ye Xixi truly didn’t like him.
No feelings meant no feelings. The man she had secretly admired since middle school was only the mature Lu Peishen. All these years, she had never liked anyone else.
No matter how young or handsome someone else was, they couldn’t compare to even half of how good her Uncle Lu was in her heart.
“Are you really okay?” Zhang Congyang didn’t believe it. Rumors had long been circulating at school that Ye Xixi had been sold into prostitution in South Africa, and he had been terribly worried: “Do you know what people are saying about you at school lately?”
“They say you went to South Africa to work in the sex trade.”
Ye Xixi: …
She absolutely did not.
She would rather starve to death than do something so degrading.
“I didn’t. And really, I’m fine. Thank you, but I have to go.” Ye Xixi didn’t want to say more to him and prepared to leave.
Zhang Congyang continued to spread his arms, blocking her path.
“Alright, I believe you, Xixi. I know life is tough for you now, living under someone else’s roof. Be my girlfriend? I’ll take care of you.” Zhang Congyang had been planning this for a long time. He liked Ye Xixi—no, he was crazy about her. Others thought her disfigured face was ugly, but he didn’t see it that way.
He adored this face of hers—stunningly beautiful yet flawed. That was what stirred his feelings.
Just as Zhao Ziqi had said, he had a penchant for the “ugly.”
But this preference wasn’t about simply liking ugliness.
It was about being drawn to those who were beautiful yet imperfect, exactly like Ye Xixi.
Her face was exquisitely beautiful, but there was a raised, ugly scar on her right cheek.
That was his type.
“Zhang Congyang, I already turned you down before, and my answer remains the same now. I don’t like you, and I hope you’ll stop bothering me.” Ye Xixi didn’t want to waste words arguing with him. She quickly pushed him away, hugged her books, and hurried out.
Seeing this, Zhang Congyang followed closely behind her.
He trailed her all the way to the school gate, intending to catch up and say something more.
But then he saw Ye Xixi get into a very high-end luxury car.
Zhang Congyang came from a well-off family himself, so he recognized the car—it was a top-of-the-line Bentley, priced at 5 million.
Ye Xixi—she had lied to him!
She claimed to have no money and be dependent on others, yet she was riding in a luxury car.
Had she turned to prostitution and gotten herself a sugar daddy?
Damn it, how could she stoop so low?
Furious, Zhang Congyang clenched his fists. No, he had to save her.
He couldn’t let her sell her body for money.