Fudan University.
Perhaps because it was the first day back after the National Day holiday, the school gate was filled with students dragging suitcases.
Some walked alone with their heads down, while others moved in groups, chatting and laughing. Overall, it was a harmonious scene.
That harmony lasted… until a stretched Maybach slowly drove in.
Such a luxurious car stopping at the school gate naturally drew the attention of most of the students nearby.
Almost no one could suppress their curiosity. Everyone was eager to see who would step out of the car.
The driver, dressed in a suit and white gloves, got out first. He walked to the rear of the car and elegantly opened the door.
Then, a dazzlingly fair leg, as smooth and lustrous as a pearl, slowly extended from inside.
A delicate, snow-white foot stepped onto the ground, wearing black open-toe high heels. Her outfit was a low-key, rose-black gauze evening dress.
With just one glance, the high-end tailoring was obvious, perfectly outlining Qu Mengjun’s graceful, alluring figure.
Her skin was like snow, smooth as jade. Her stunning face was breathtaking, her eyes deep and quiet like a starry night… she was simply beyond compare.
The absurdly long luxury car had already been enough to draw attention.
Now, with such a beautiful woman stepping out, no one could look away.
“Holy shit, a goddess! That beauty… she must be the campus belle surnamed Qu from our school, right?!”
“Damn, that waist, those legs… I can’t take it anymore, I’m about to explode.”
“It’s infuriating how people can be so different. She’s this beautiful and still this rich. If I could get with her, my ancestors would be smoking with pride.”
“Stop dreaming. She might belong to some Young Master Zhang or Young Master Li, but definitely not to us. Just the dress she’s wearing is something we could never afford in our lifetime.”
Normally, wearing an evening dress to a place like school would seem strange.
It would be like swimming in a pool while wearing lingerie—technically not illegal, but definitely weird.
Yet at this moment, on Qu Mengjun, it didn’t feel strange at all.
Everyone seemed to subconsciously accept that this princess, radiating an aura of the night, should naturally be dressed like this.
If she dressed like ordinary people, that would feel unnatural instead.
Just as everyone was immersed in admiration, a sharp, piercing engine roar suddenly shattered the mood.
A black, “Dark Knight”-colored Ferrari sped in from the end of the road, then drifted smoothly to a stop right in front of Qu Mengjun.
Pushing open the car door, Wei Yan stepped out in what he believed was a very handsome pose.
He took off his sunglasses, revealing a strikingly handsome face. Only then did the crowd recognize him.
“Isn’t that the Wei Family’s simp young master? Figures he’d show up again. I almost forgot about him.”
“You already called him a simp—if he gave up that easily, could he still be called one? He’s been simping for seven or eight years.”
“Hahaha, what a toad dreaming of eating swan meat. Just because his family has some money doesn’t mean he can win over a goddess.”
In stark contrast to how they praised Qu Mengjun, the crowd’s reaction to Wei Yan was almost entirely disdain.
Despite his equally good looks, the moment he appeared, he was met with ridicule.
After all, he wasn’t even a student of Fudan University. The only reason he was so well-known here was because he came every day to deliver breakfast to Qu Mengjun.
“I bet the breakfast he brought today will end up in the trash again.”
“Huh? Why the trash? Why not the toilet? Either way, it definitely won’t end up in our campus belle’s mouth.”
The buzzing chatter in his ears was like a swarm of flies.
“Mengjun, you’re here early today. I had someone check and heard you woke up late and didn’t have time for breakfast. I specially brought you buns and soy milk… your favorite char siu filling too.”
He took out the prepared buns and soy milk from the trunk of his sports car.
The simplicity of today’s offering surprised some of the onlookers.
Although no matter what he brought, the result was usually the same.
“Thank you for your kindness, Wei Yan, but I already had oatmeal at home.”
Qu Mengjun didn’t reach out to take it. She simply refused politely.
On the surface, it seemed like her attention was on Wei Yan as she declined.
But in reality, only she knew that her gaze had been locked onto a figure in the crowd all along.
And that person was, of course, the protagonist Lin Dineng.
In fact, Qu Mengjun had noticed long ago that Lin Dineng was standing there.
To ensure he would appear at this exact moment, she had even sent him a message last night, asking him to meet her at the school gate today and take her out for breakfast.
Yet despite arriving early, he hadn’t shown himself.
He had clearly been waiting for the perfect moment… quite calculating.
Only now did he slowly step forward.
Walking up to Qu Mengjun, he glanced at the breakfast in Wei Yan’s hands.
Before Wei Yan could react, Lin Dineng reached out and took it.
“Miss Qu, since Young Master Wei went through the trouble of bringing you breakfast, you should accept it. Although we already agreed to eat together later, this is still Young Master Wei’s kind intention.”