Instead, her glare seemed to please him.
Zhou Yue felt his heartbeat quicken under the gaze of those shimmering peach blossom eyes, his own eyes darting away nervously. “You… don’t look at me like that.”
What? Was she not allowed to glare in displeasure after he interrupted her rare moment of enjoying good food?
Jiang Qiao was annoyed and didn’t hold back. “Who are you? Do I know you?”
Only then did Zhou Yue remember he hadn’t introduced himself. “I’m from Class 8, Grade 11. We had PE class together last time.” With his sunny appearance, he extended a friendly, gentle hand. “Although you don’t know me, I know you. Hello, I’m Zhou Yue.”
What did his name have to do with her?
Jiang Qiao gave a vague “Hmm” and showed no intention of shaking his hand. Zhou Yue awkwardly withdrew his hand and tried to make conversation. “Qiao Qiao, it should be class time right now. Why are you outside?”
After he spoke, he met Jiang Qiao’s indescribable expression and belatedly asked sheepishly, “Can I call you that?”
“No,” Jiang Qiao refused.
Zhou Yue wasn’t angry; instead, he found Jiang Qiao’s serious refusal utterly vivid and charming.
He asked again with concern why Jiang Qiao wasn’t in class. Annoyed, she retorted, “Aren’t you skipping class too?”
“I asked for leave,” Zhou Yue told the truth.
Actually, he had seen Jiang Qiao running out of the school angrily through the window.
Jiang Qiao wasn’t interested in how he ended up here. “Oh.”
Zhou Yue: “……………”
Her coldness left him somewhat at a loss, but having had many girlfriends before, he quickly found a new topic.
He was somewhat well-known at No. 1 High School, knew many people, and was privy to plenty of gossip.
Though Jiang Qiao hadn’t planned to chat much with him, he piqued her interest. “Lovers’ Slope? No. 1 High has such a place? Hasn’t the principal shut it down?”
“Of course it exists. To curb dating, they even have the Discipline Inspection team patrol there after evening self-study, flashing flashlights everywhere.”
Seeing her interest, Zhou Yue grew more enthusiastic, even sharing details. Jiang Qiao teased, “Seems like you have plenty of experience…”
“Of course not!” Zhou Yue hurriedly refuted. “I heard it from others. How could I have experience with such a place?”
Jiang Qiao: “Oh.”
Zhou Yue: “………………”
Seeing Jiang Qiao’s disbelief, Zhou Yue panicked, afraid of ruining his gentle senior image.
His eyes lit up as he thought of something. “Yesterday, my friend said they saw Lu Xun from your class at Lovers’ Slope.”
“Lu Xun?” Jiang Qiao paused her chopsticks.
“Yeah, him,” Zhou Yue said with a strange tone. “I heard there was a girl with him at the time, quite pretty, probably his girlfriend.”
Who could see clearly if she was pretty in the dark? Zhou Yue added that part himself to make Jiang Qiao angry and disappointed in Lu Xun.
But it was true that Lu Xun had gone to Lovers’ Slope with someone, so he wasn’t exactly lying.
Sure enough, Jiang Qiao’s expression changed instantly. She stopped eating her mala tang and asked furiously, “Was that girl Song Qingying?!”
Who was Song Qingying? Zhou Yue hadn’t heard the name, but seeing Jiang Qiao so angry, he knew it was significant. He answered ambiguously, “According to my friend, it seemed so.”
With a bang, Jiang Qiao slammed the table and stood up, full of rage. By the time Zhou Yue reacted, the seat across from him was empty.
He quickly chased after her, but was stopped by the shop owner just as he reached the entrance: “Hey, you haven’t paid yet.”
“Paid for what?” Zhou Yue looked completely confused.
The shop owner impatiently replied: “For your meal. It’s 43 in total.”
Zhou Yue: “…………………”
Under the shop owner’s suspicious gaze, his face flushed with embarrassment as he hurriedly pulled out his phone to scan the payment code.
After this delay, the figure he had been longing to see was nowhere to be found.
Watching Zhou Yue walk away disappointed, Jiang Qiao swaggered out from her hiding spot around the corner.
Since Zhou Yue had disturbed her meal, making him pay a little could count as his apology to her. Jiang Qiao didn’t feel the slightest bit guilty, while 166 scolded her for being shameless.
[Do you think he deliberately spread those romantic rumors about Lu Xun in front of me?] Jiang Qiao felt she had uncovered the truth: [Tsk tsk tsk, men and their petty schemes…]
Unable to bear Jiang Qiao’s smug expression, 166 shattered her illusion: [What he said is true.]
Jiang Qiao’s eyes widened.
166: [Detection confirms the male lead did linger at Lovers’ Slope last night.]
[With Song Qingying?]
[No.]
[?]
If it wasn’t Song Qingying, could there really be another girl? So that icy demeanor of his was all an act.
Jiang Qiao’s face cycled through a rainbow of expressions. 166 immediately knew she had the wrong idea: [A girl from the next class found an excuse to invite the male lead there to confess her feelings. He didn’t know what Lovers’ Slope represents.]
[This book adheres to the 1v1 principle. All supporting female and male characters are merely insignificant stumbling blocks on the main couple’s path to love.] it deliberately added.
Jiang Qiao applauded.
166: [………………]
Jiang Qiao took out her phone, tapped a few times, and found Lu Xun’s number. 166 warned: [What are you doing?]
[Since someone specifically came to tattle on Lu Xun, I should respond accordingly.]
Logically, now that she’d learned Lu Xun went to Lovers’ Slope with Song Qingying late at night, she needed to do something to maintain her persona.
Jiang Qiao naturally dialed the number without hesitation.
The phone rang several times before going unanswered.
She checked the time – nearly 12 o’clock, not during class hours. Lu Xun was deliberately ignoring her.
[Lu Xun is a straight-A student.] 166 proudly reminded her.
Straight-A students wouldn’t bring phones to school.
Jiang Qiao curled her lip, thinking to herself “A straight-A student who works part-time at bars and has a vibrant night life.”
When he didn’t answer, she persistently kept calling. On the fifth attempt, someone finally picked up, but no one spoke.
Jiang Qiao checked her phone to confirm the call was connected, then immediately demanded: “Lu Xun, where were you last night!”
“None of your business?”
Jiang Qiao pretended not to notice his cold tone: “You don’t need to tell me – I already know!”
“Heh.”
Jiang Qiao: “……………”
Twitching her mouth, her professional dedication made her continue the performance: “It was Song Qingying, wasn’t it? Lu Xun, your taste is really terrible!”
Instead of choosing a wealthy heiress like her, he preferred some country bumpkin.
Hearing this, Lu Xun understood exactly what the young mistress had misunderstood.
Such meaningless nonsense, so absurd he didn’t even feel like explaining.
His silence was interpreted by Jiang Qiao as admission. Gnashing her teeth, she threatened: “I won’t let her get away with this!”
The sudden disconnect cut off Jiang Qiao’s furious final words that seemed to linger in the air. Lu Xun’s expression darkened. After a long silence, he stood up.
On a quaint Antique Street, Jiang Qiao finished eating squid and clapped her hands: [Not there yet?]
166 hadn’t processed why Jiang Qiao suddenly wanted to go to the female lead’s home and asked: [What are you up to?]
[Of course, I’m fulfilling the role of the vicious supporting female character.] Jiang Qiao thought her little System was quite foolish and graciously explained: [I currently consider Lu Xun as my prize, and Song Qingying is clearly trying to steal my man. Naturally, I have to do what a supporting female character should do~]