“Wuwu… I didn’t mean to…”
Shen Yutang jolted awake from the pain, her eyes opening to a dazzling, noisy private room in a bar, a scene of extravagant indulgence.
Where was this? Hadn’t she died?
Shen Yutang looked around in confusion.
Su Ruanruan stood beside her, dressed in black-and-white service attire, her eyes brimming with innocent tears, looking both aggrieved and pitiful.
“Yutang-jie, I… I really didn’t mean to. You’re not angry, are you?”
Shen Yutang froze for a moment.
Such a familiar sob, such a familiar scene.
She remembered clearly: during her junior year of university, while Su Ruanruan was working part-time at a bar, she accidentally pushed her to the ground while serving drinks.
The white jade bracelet on her wrist, worth 500,000, shattered instantly.
When she asked Su Ruanruan for compensation,
the man she liked—Fu Hansheng—stood by Su Ruanruan’s side and spoke up for her.
These two people stabbed her heart again and again, until she finally met a tragic end in an accident…
Shen Yutang rubbed her temples and looked down at her intact body.
Had she been reborn?
Reborn back to a year ago, when she was still a junior in university.
It turned out that the world she lived in was a Mary Sue romance novel titled The Aloof Campus Heartthrob Spoils Only Me.
She was the voluptuous, soft-waisted villainess—a wealthy heiress who not only had looks, money, and a great figure but also a hopelessly romantic heart!
The female lead, Su Ruanruan, was an innocent, impoverished “little white flower” who had to work part-time to make ends meet.
The male lead, Fu Hansheng, was aloof and handsome. He was Su Ruanruan’s childhood sweetheart, born poor but hardworking in his studies. He lived with his grandmother, who suffered from a serious illness.
Shen Yutang fell in love with Fu Hansheng at first sight during university.
She chased after him humbly, pitying his impoverished background. She spent money treating him to Michelin-starred restaurants, bought him the most expensive custom-tailored clothes and Apple phones, paid for his grandmother’s medical treatment, and even emptied her own savings to help him start a business!
Fu Hansheng ate her food, drank her drinks, used her money, and enjoyed everything she offered, stepping on her to leap into success as a tech tycoon.
Yet, he never showed Shen Yutang a kind expression, maintaining an aloof and indifferent demeanor, saying:
“I don’t like you. You were the one who willingly spent money on me.”
Naturally, the villainess met a miserable end.
A year later, despite being a wealthy heiress, she was brutally stabbed multiple times by kidnappers and bled to death, nearly violated in the process.
And the novel’s happy ending? The male and female leads lived happily ever after.
Su Ruanruan even gave birth to quadruplet sons for Fu Hansheng…
“Ruanruan!” A cold male voice suddenly rang out from behind.
Fu Hansheng emerged from the crowd with a stern expression.
He wore a white shirt, his demeanor as aloof and refined as pristine snow—elegant, handsome, and icy-faced, the epitome of a traditional, upright heartthrob, exuding an aura of restrained desire.
Truly worthy of being the novel’s male lead.
This face was the most aloof and handsome, the very starting point of Shen Yutang’s infatuation at first sight.
The man quickly walked to Su Ruanruan’s side, slightly frowning as he asked with concern, “Why are you crying?”
Su Ruanruan fearfully grabbed his sleeve, her voice soft and sweet:
“Hansheng, what should I do…? I… I accidentally bumped into Yutang-jie and broke her bracelet… Now she wants me to compensate her…”
Fu Hansheng lowered his gaze slightly, glancing at the countless shards of jade on the floor, his expression toward Shen Yutang cold and indifferent:
“It’s just a bracelet, there’s no need for you to be so aggressive, bullying a weak girl like her.”
“Yes, Sister Yutang, I really didn’t mean to.”
Su Ruanruan’s eyes reddened, looking even more pitiful, “If you’re really angry, just slap me to vent your anger.”
“Hah.” Shen Yutang sneered coldly.
In her previous life, she had indeed slapped Su Ruanruan hard, sparing her from having to pay compensation.
But the very next day, everyone in the school cursed Shen Yutang: a wealthy heiress who didn’t know how to be tolerant and understanding toward a poor waitress—utterly vicious.
She was the malicious, foolish female supporting character in the novel, forcibly made stupid to highlight the female lead’s kindness and charm.
Fortunately, in this lifetime, she had finally awakened.
“I’m calling the police,” Shen Yutang calmly took out her phone, speaking with reason and evidence, “There are surveillance cameras everywhere here. I’ll let the police make you pay for it.”
Upon hearing this, Su Ruanruan’s face instantly turned pale with disbelief, “Sister Yutang, how could you call the police? You… you can’t call the police, no!”
Once the police were involved, it would leave a criminal record.
After saying this, she turned to Fu Hansheng with a pleading look.
Fu Hansheng looked at Shen Yutang, his expression darkening, his voice growing even colder, “It’s just a bracelet, is it really that serious?”
Shen Yutang smiled and retorted, “Why wouldn’t it be serious? This bracelet is a limited-edition Bulgari piece, worth 500,000 yuan.”
Su Ruanruan froze instantly.
How much?
Five… five hundred thousand?
A bracelet actually costs that much?
Even if she sold herself, she couldn’t afford to pay it back!
Su Ruanruan’s tears fell with a plop. She clung to Fu Hansheng’s side like a pitiful little animal, her voice muffled:
“But… but you know very well, I really don’t have the money. Sister Yutang, please don’t bully me…”
Su Ruanruan shook Fu Hansheng’s arm.
Fu Hansheng’s expression grew even darker, “Shen Yutang, in your eyes, is money really that important?”
Shen Yutang: “…”
This left her speechless.
Isn’t money important?
If it’s not important, why did you accept the malicious female supporting character’s monthly allowance of 1 million? If it’s not important, why did you use the malicious female supporting character’s money to start a business? If it’s really not important, how could you dress so elegantly and appear here as a white knight to save the Cinderella?
What idiots.
Shen Yutang looked at the two of them with the eyes of someone watching fools, “Save those words for the police.”
“Enough,” Fu Hansheng interrupted her, “Stop making unreasonable demands. I’ll pay for Ruanruan.”
After saying this, he reached out protectively, shielding Su Ruanruan behind him, and took out his phone to transfer the money.
With a “ding,” Shen Yutang’s Alipay announced in a mechanical female voice:
“Alipay received 500,000 yuan!”
Shen Yutang looked at the transfer interface, her feelings complicated.
Scrolling up, the transfer records were all from her past payments to Fu Hansheng—so many they were dizzying, with zeros at the end that were impossible to count.
No wonder the malicious female supporting character was a love-struck fool.
Fu Hansheng came from a poor family, often surviving on steamed buns and raw vegetables, dressed in tattered clothes, living a hard life.
It was the malicious female supporting character who pitied him and cared for him, buying him luxury clothes, expensive watches worth hundreds of thousands, and even giving him a monthly allowance of 1 million!
Now, to protect someone else, he transferred 500,000 yuan, acting like some cold, domineering CEO.
Did he really think he looked cool?
“Shen Yutang,” Fu Hansheng stared into her eyes, still as condescending as before, “The money has been transferred to you. Don’t scare Ruanruan anymore. You know perfectly well she has no money.”
Su Ruanruan was instantly overwhelmed with emotion, eagerly clutching Fu Hansheng’s arm, wishing she could strip him bare and sleep with him right then and there.
“Hansheng… Thank goodness you’re here, otherwise I wouldn’t know what to do…”
After speaking, she cautiously glanced at Shen Yutang. “Sister Yutang, I never imagined you cared so much about money. But this time, Hansheng has already compensated me on my behalf. Please be merciful, have pity on me, and stop bothering us.”
Given Shen Yutang’s previous temperament, hearing such words would have immediately set her off, causing her to throw a fit and smash things on the spot.
Su Ruanruan was waiting for her to lose her temper just like before, using it to highlight her own innocence and refinement.
Unexpectedly, Shen Yutang simply smiled calmly. “Don’t worry, I, Shen Yutang, won’t play along with you anymore. I will never bother you again in this lifetime.”
She had no intention of continuing to be the fool.
With that, Shen Yutang slammed the private room door shut with a “bang” and walked away without looking back, her figure graceful and captivating.
It seemed something had changed, yet it also felt as if nothing had changed at all.
Fu Hansheng stared at Shen Yutang’s retreating figure, slowly furrowing his brow, his expression still icy.
“What should we do…” Su Ruanruan tugged at his hand. “Sister Yutang seems to be angry with you again.”
Fu Hansheng pressed his thin lips into a tight line, his eyes cold. After a long pause, he spoke with indifference and certainty:
“What does it matter if she’s angry? Sooner or later, she’ll bow her head and apologize to me.”
Shen Yutang walked out of the private room and entered a dimly lit corridor.
The wall lamps on either side of the corridor cast a faint, yellowish glow. The air was filled with the subtle scent of incense, mingled with the heavy aroma of aged wood.
Turning a corner.
Suddenly, she met a pair of long, narrow, and deep peach blossom eyes.
The young man was ruggedly handsome with a rebellious air, his face carrying an aura of world-weariness. His pupils were pitch-black, like ink-soaked amber, and the corner of his eye was adorned with a bewitching tear mole. He exuded an unrestrained and untamed energy, brimming with arrogance.
His striking features were aggressively and impactfully handsome.
He was… He Jin.
Shen Yutang’s steps faltered slightly.
He Jin leaned lazily against the wall as if boneless, his shoulder pressed against it, his posture relaxed as if he had been waiting for a long time.
He stared at her, the corners of his mouth slowly curling upward. His voice was low and husky, his tone flirtatious:
“Well, well, my young lady, why are you soaked through?”