Si Yin packed her things and turned to leave without a second thought.
Lin Wan panicked. If Si Yin left, what would happen to her? She didn’t even dare to imagine how severe the consequences would be if the rest of the school found out.
“Wait, don’t go yet! I admit, I initially approached you because of Lu Zhou. But I can feel that we’re the same kind of people—we’re both just trying to secure a good life for ourselves. So why won’t you help me? You haven’t been with him all these years; why not give me a hand? I promise, if I’m with him, I won’t interfere with whatever you two want to do…”
Hearing this, Si Yin was reminded of something: she had deliberately approached Lu Zhou. The Si family was wealthy, but the irony was their deep-seated favoritism toward sons. She had almost forgotten the life she led before.
Little foxes, however, are very good at holding grudges.
Lin Wan waited for an answer, her eyes full of anticipation and a trace of hidden malice she wasn’t even aware of. Si Yin stared into Lin Wan’s eyes, tilted her head, and suddenly flashed a smile.
“You’ve got a point. But I didn’t rely on anyone else to get where I am, so I’m sure you can manage on your own.”
Lin Wan’s eyes turned bloodshot as she glared at Si Yin’s retreating back. Only one thought consumed her: if she ever got the chance, she would make sure Si Yin met a disastrous end. But right now, her greatest fear was that Si Yin would expose her true motives to Lu Zhou.
The Boys’ Dormitory
When Lu Zhou’s friends heard that he and Si Yin were moving out, their eyes filled with suggestive glints. They teased him mercilessly.
“Oho, who would’ve thought our Great Master Lu was such a hopeless romantic?” “Does this call for a celebration? You buying the drinks, bro?”
Lu Zhou, now having a soft, fragrant “wife” to get back to, had no interest in hanging out with them. “Someone will have them delivered later,” he muttered. Even being away from Si Yin for a short while made him feel like something was fundamentally wrong.
“Where you going, Lu?” “To find my wife!”
Lu Zhou walked off with urgent, rapid strides. Soon, the news that Lu Zhou was taken spread like wildfire through the dorms and the campus. Someone even managed to snap a photo of the two of them holding hands. At first, no one believed it was Si Yin. Everyone who knew her remembered her wearing nothing but black, white, and grey year-round.
But the girl in the photo wore a long pink dress with her hair in a high ponytail. Her face was small and delicate, her skin so perfect it looked poreless. Still, some sharp-eyed students noticed.
“I always thought Si Yin was a beauty even behind those thick black frames. That’s definitely her in the photo…” More and more people recognized her until the truth was set in stone.
“Don’t be so anxious, I’m not going to run away!” Si Yin barely finished her sentence before being pulled into a tight embrace. She patted Lu Zhou’s back. “Let go, you’re squeezing too hard, I can’t breathe!”
Lu Zhou reluctantly loosened his grip, though his eyes remained glued to her. He took her hand as they walked away. There were too many people here; he didn’t want her to be shy, so he’d save the heavy hugging for when they got home.
The two were already inseparable, but now it was even more extreme. Lu Zhou had his own logic and used it to convince Si Yin: “If I’m too far away when you’re feeling unwell, I won’t be able to help you immediately. Have you forgotten how much pain you were in?”
Si Yin hadn’t forgotten. She certainly didn’t want to experience that sensation again.
When they were home, Lu Zhou acted as if he wanted to physically graft Si Yin onto his body. At school, he made a donation to build a private lounge, ensuring only the two of them had the keys. The moment class ended, he pulled her inside.
“Mmm… slow down…” Lu Zhou nuzzled against her, his voice thick and needy. “Wifey, I’m thirsty. Please…” His hot breath fanned over her skin. “!!! Get away from me!”
Lu Zhou gently placed a limp, flushed Si Yin onto the bed, his voice full of delight. “Get some sleep. I’ll wake you when it’s time for class.”
Class was about to start, but the teacher hadn’t arrived yet. The room was buzzing with whispers, mostly centered around Si Yin and Lu Zhou. A girl sitting in front of Si Yin kept turning around.
“Is there something I can help you with, classmate?” Si Yin asked. Ahhh! Si Yin actually spoke to me! She’s so beautiful and gentle! the girl screamed internally. “I just wanted to ask… are you and Lu Zhou really together?”
Lu Zhou, who had been dozing off next to Si Yin while basking in her scent, snapped wide awake. What will she say? Will she deny it? He braced himself for the worst, already rehearsing explanations in his head. If she denies it, it’s just because she’s shy. She has thin skin and gets embarrassed easily…
Besides, who is this woman? he thought irritably. She’s got some nerve sitting near us. Is she blind? I follow Si Yin around every single day—if I’m not her boyfriend, what am I, her dog?
Watching Si Yin focus on someone else made Lu Zhou feel incredibly uneasy and possessive. He reached out, took her hand, and began to fiddle with it—kneading and rubbing it. How is she so soft everywhere?
Si Yin smiled and nodded. The quiet classroom erupted into a fresh wave of whispers. A sweet smile broke across Lu Zhou’s face as he pressed Si Yin’s hand against his cheek, nuzzling it contentedly. His roommates looked on as if they’d seen a ghost. They never imagined love could change a person this much.
For Lin Wan, the smile on Si Yin’s face was like a needle to her eyes. I’m so miserable, how can she be living such a perfect life? After a few seconds of hesitation, she closed her eyes and hit “Send” on a post she had prepared.
[The Rise of a ‘Bro-Hater’ Bitch] The title sounded like a trashy novel, and it went viral instantly. The entire post was a smear campaign against Si Yin. Many of Lu Zhou’s fangirls began commenting below. The remarks were vicious—but they were all directed at the original poster.
User ‘i’: “OP, you better hope I never find out who you are, or I’ll beat you so hard your own mother won’t recognize you!”
User ‘Brother Lu’: “OP, you’re so fake. If you’ve got the guts, stop posting anonymously.”
User ‘Lulu is the Handsomest’: “They’re sweet and happy in their own little world; who are you to talk crap?”
User ‘Wang Er’s Dog’: “Sounds like someone is dying of jealousy!”
In the middle of class, Lu Zhou’s dormitory group chat started pinging. A screenshot was shared.
Who Competes With Whom: “Who has the balls to smear Sister-in-law?”
I Am Your Daddy: “Holy crap, this person has a death wish. Don’t they know Lu’s methods? What’s the point of being anonymous…”
Lu Zhou didn’t reply in the group. Instead, he contacted Assistant Lin. He had already taken over some company business during high school, and his assistant was actually the Student Union President at this very university.
In less than three minutes, Lin Wan’s information appeared on his phone. He leaned in to consult Si Yin. “Baby, look. How do you want to handle this?”
After reading it, Si Yin said, “Can you have the anonymity removed?” “Just that? You’re letting her off that easily?” As if reading his mind, Si Yin replied, “Don’t do anything else. Just have someone keep an eye on her for me.” “I’ll do whatever my baby wants.”
Very quickly, everyone on campus knew the post had been written by Lin Wan.