Jiang Jun held his phone, extending a finger to count the digits of his balance, muttering to himself as he did.
“Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten-thousands, dad, ancestors…”
“Damn, my ancestors must be smiling down on me—there’s actually over two million in my spare change!”
Jiang Jun was completely stunned. He knew he was well-off, but he never imagined he was this loaded.
It was no exaggeration to say that if he were to withdraw all that cash, even his past-life self visiting graves would never have seen that much money!
Earlier that morning when he’d arrived at school, his sister Jiang Qinglan had told him, “You should have enough money. If it’s not enough, just call and ask for backup.”
Thinking of that, Jiang Jun suddenly broke into a goofy grin, a smug smile spreading across his face as he murmured under his breath, “This fortune raining down from the heavens has finally landed on me!”
“What’s wrong, handsome? Not enough money?”
The shop owner, a cigarette pinched between his fingers, placed the big bag of cooked food Jiang Jun had ordered on the counter, chuckling, “If you’re short, no worries—just pay me next time you come by.”
“No, no, I’ve got enough, uncle. Thanks!”
Jiang Jun smiled and politely declined the man’s kindness, paying the full amount without hesitation.
Not far away, Su Yanfei had heard He Shuwen’s earlier remark and followed her gaze.
As luck would have it, she’d caught every single one of Jiang Jun’s exaggerated facial expressions just now.
The way Jiang Jun stared at his phone with that silly grin, eyes gleaming with fantasy and that look of sheer brilliance—Su Yanfei’s expression gradually darkened as she watched.
According to her senior, the reason Jiang Jun hadn’t shown up for a month after the semester started was because he’d been in a car accident. He’d hit his head, and the concussion had been pretty severe.
Could it be that his head injury still hadn’t healed?
This tutoring gig was going to be tougher than she thought.
(Jiang Jun: ? What do you mean, calling me stupid?)
“Let’s go. Nothing worth looking at.”
Su Yanfei withdrew her gaze and turned toward the school gate. Expressionless, she looked at He Shuwen and said flatly, “He’s not some ‘puppy-eyed boy,’ nor is he that so-called ‘rumored boyfriend’ people keep talking about.”
“Sure, sure—though I gotta say, that puppy-eyed boy is pretty handsome, tall and sunny!”
He Shuwen fell into step beside her, nodding with a smile. “But I think if my Feifei really wants to get out of the single life, the puppy-eyed boy would need to be a bit more perfect than that.”
Su Yanfei: …
“His name is Jiang Jun. He’s a freshman in the Computer Science department, and he’s also my tutoring student. I just took on the job today.”
“Jiang Jun?” He Shuwen blinked, her expression exaggerated. “Wow, you mean that ‘Jiang Jun’ who drove a sports car to school and got into a car accident just a few days into the semester?”
“Yeah.”
“…”
The two of them chatted as they walked side by side to the school gate.
Jiang Jun, carrying his purchases, had just turned around to head back to campus when he happened to spot a perfect silhouette walking through the school gate.
Huh?
That silhouette looked so familiar… Could it be the fairy tutor?
Before he could get a better look, she’d already vanished from his sight.
…
Back at the dorm.
Jiang Jun had just carried the food up to the fourth floor when he heard the lively noise coming from Room 406.
He pushed the door open and walked in.
“Snacks are here! If it’s not enough, we’ll order more.”
“Come on, come on—pop the beers!”
Shen Lang had gotten back a bit earlier than Jiang Jun, and by now, he was already drinking with Shuaige.
But Shuaige was a lightweight—a champion of trash talk who, after just two bottles of beer, was already red-faced and tipsy.
Among the whole group, Jiang Jun and Shen Lang had the best tolerance for alcohol. It was no exaggeration to say that if the two of them teamed up, they could drink everyone in both dorms under the table.
After a few rounds of drinks, some people started spouting nonsense under the influence.
Shuaige leaned against the ladder by the bed, a lecherous grin spreading across his face.
“Let me tell you guys—when I was napping at noon today, I dreamed about our campus flower goddess, Senior Su Yanfei. I’m telling you, maybe one day she’ll end up in our dorm!”
Shuaige held a beer bottle in one hand and stroked his chin with the other. “If I could have a girlfriend like Su Yanfei, even if it meant driving luxury cars and living in a villa, I’d do it willingly!”
“Damn!”
Jiang Jun couldn’t take it anymore and snapped, “I knew something sounded off. You’re dreaming pretty big, huh? Wanting to have it all.”
Hearing this, Shen Lang shook his head, putting on a look of profound wisdom as he turned to Jiang Jun. “Just bear with it a little longer. In a bit, whoever’s pissed enough to have yellow pee—hurry up and spray him awake.”
Then, he suddenly turned toward Jiang Jun, draping one arm over his shoulder and clinking his beer bottle against Jiang Jun’s with the other.
“Old Jiang, what Xiaoqu just said actually reminded me of something.”
Shen Lang flashed a sly grin, staring at Jiang Jun as he asked in a low voice, “If one day your sister and Su Yanfei were both chasing after me, who do you think I should pick?”
“Pick… pick your grandma’s! Get lost!” Jiang Jun shot him a glare and cursed out loud.
…
The next day, 7:30 in the morning.
Jiang Jun was the first to wake up. Mainly because he had drunk so much last night, he was woken up by the urge to pee.
After relieving himself, Jiang Jun returned to his bed and saw the cute pink thermos on the table. In his mind, a familiar face involuntarily surfaced.
Who else could it be but Su Yanfei’s stunningly beautiful face?
Especially the image of her sitting by the window during yesterday’s tutoring session, her hair tousled by a gentle breeze.
Buzz—buzz
The phone on the bed vibrated twice, snapping Jiang Jun back to reality. He reached over and picked up the phone to take a look.
Sure enough, speak of the devil and he shall appear.
Su Yanfei: Are you up?
Su Yanfei: Tutoring is scheduled to start at 8 AM. Same study room as yesterday. Remember to bring your major course textbook.
After seeing the messages, Jiang Jun’s expression froze slightly, then he typed back a reply.
Jiang Jun: Uh, I just woke up. But isn’t today the weekend?
Jiang Jun: Senior Sister, can I… sleep in a little longer?
Su Yanfei: No.
Su Yanfei: The freshman course load is heavy. You’ve already fallen too far behind, and your foundation is average. You need even more tutoring.
Jiang Jun’s plan to sleep in was thus shattered.
He hadn’t expected that not only would he have to make up classes on the weekend, but it would also be this early—practically the same as regular class time.
After washing up, Jiang Jun picked up Su Yanfei’s thermos, first pouring out the water inside, then thoughtfully filling it with warm water.
After packing his textbook and thermos into his backpack, Jiang Jun headed out, eating bread as breakfast while walking.
Just as Jiang Jun arrived at the door of the study room, it suddenly started pouring rain.
Rain like this came without warning, but the downpour was no joke.
However, as Jiang Jun walked into the study room, he could scan the entire place at a glance—weekends meant few people anyway, and it was still this early.
There was no sign of Su Yanfei in the study room at all.
“It’s almost 8:30. Shouldn’t Senior Sister Su have arrived at the study room by now?” Jiang Jun muttered quietly, pulling out his phone and opening the chat window.
Jiang Jun: I’ve arrived at the study room, Senior Sister. Did I come too early?
Su Yanfei: No, I’m the one who’s late. I’m at the second cafeteria. It started raining just as I was about to leave.
Su Yanfei: Read your book for a while first.
What does she mean?
So Senior Sister Su didn’t bring an umbrella and got stuck at the second cafeteria?
Jiang Jun looked at the rain outside and the thick dark clouds in the sky. Even if it was just a passing shower, it wouldn’t stop anytime soon.
Why did such a nice weekend have to be spent on tutoring?
Thinking about this, a sudden idea popped into Jiang Jun’s mind.