Chapter 36: Getting Jealous Over a Little Heart

Ying Zenan happened to be scrolling through his feed when he saw the post Wen Fucheng had just made on his Moments, so he immediately gave it a like.

He also left a comment underneath.

【Ying Zenan: When the good news is near, President Wen, you must remember to notify me. I’ll definitely have to prepare a big red envelope.】

Wen Fucheng replied to him shortly after.

【Wen Fucheng: Rest assured, no matter who is left out, President Ying’s spot is guaranteed.】

After putting his phone away, Ying Zenan looked smug.

"I don't think this Wen Fucheng is anything like the rumors in the circle suggest! He’s actually a pretty decent guy." Although, he was still a tiny bit inferior to his own excellence.

His assistant felt exhausted.

Weren't those rumors in the circle started by you in the first place?

Ying Zenan, feeling pleased with himself after liking the post, put his phone away and failed to notice the familiar plates, the familiar dining table, and the familiar decor in Wen Fucheng’s photo.

Ying Jing was still unaware of the back-and-forth, the competitive posturing between Wen Fucheng and Ying Zenan.

She went to school because she was to give a speech on stage as one of the outstanding student representatives at the opening ceremony next semester.

She went to school early for rehearsals.

During the rehearsal, she ran into Zhao Qingran, who was also going on stage as an outstanding student representative.

Zhao Qingran took the initiative to greet her.

"Ying Jing, you're here for the rehearsal."

The news that Ying Jing was going to give a speech had long since been leaked, and the thread on the Shanghai University forum had already reached thousands of replies.

Many people in the auditorium had come specifically for her.

"Yeah. I heard you moved to the school; is there anything you aren't used to?"

"The classmates are all very nice, and I haven't had any trouble adjusting so far."

"That's good."

...

Ying Jing had assumed that because she moved out, Zhao Qingran, as a girl, might have felt awkward living with a grown man like Ying Zenan. Even though there was a housekeeper at home, Ying Jing still felt she hadn't considered things thoroughly enough.

She had planned to go back and stay every few days.

Who would have thought that when she called home the next day, the housekeeper said Zhao Qingran had already moved to the school.

Ying Jing didn't have her contact information, so she hadn't expected to run into her here; it was the perfect chance to ask.

Zhao Qingran chatting with Ying Jing made the classmates who had come to watch the spectacle look on in awe.

Back in the crowd, many people swarmed toward her, all talking at once.

"Zhao Qingran, you actually know Ying Jing?"

"She talked to you for so long just now."

"She even smiled at you, oh my god! She looks so good when she smiles."

"She’s so fair in person, even better looking than in photos. I’m so envious."

"Zhao Qingran, what’s your relationship with Ying Jing? Do you have her contact info?"

...

Zhao Qingran wasn't bad-looking herself, and she had been a top student since she was a child—the "good kid" parents and teachers always talked about. Even when she got into Shanghai University, she probably hadn't received this much attention.

Just because Ying Jing had spoken a few words to her, so many people had come over to pay attention to her.

She really is excellent!

And Ying Zenan dotes on her so much.

It really makes people envious and jealous.

Ying Jing sat in the front row of the audience; she had arrived a bit early and it wasn't her turn yet.

She had memorized her speech by heart at home.

Fortunately, the student union had prepared milk tea in advance, and Ying Jing got a cup.

She was happily slurping away when a close friend from her class came over and sat beside her.

"It’s so hot outside, Jingbao, where did you get that milk tea?"

"The president gave it to me. If you want one, there should be some by the stage."

"You’re so lucky, the president personally got you milk tea." Her friend resignedly got up to fetch a cup, and while she was at it, grabbed two fans and gave one to Ying Jing.

Ying Jing had been there for a while, and the heat on her body had dissipated quite a bit.

She set the fan aside and held her milk tea, focusing on the rehearsal on stage.

That was until her arm was nudged by her friend, Jin Qingqing.

The lights at the venue were a bit dim, so she leaned toward Qingqing and lowered her voice. "What's wrong?"

"Have you heard? Lu Zishu is coming later too."

Hmm.

"That's normal! We're all in the same school." Lu Zishu was also a top student and a member of the student union presidium; it was normal for him to be here.

Ying Jing didn't plan on hiding from him forever.

But she forgot that in everyone's eyes, she was still the Ying Jing who was crazily chasing after Lu Zishu.

"You don't know yet? About Lu Zishu's status? The forum posts are blowing up. The heat is about the same as yours."

Her heat?

What other heat did she have?

Ying Jing didn't really use the forum, and she learned most news from the people around her.

As for the news about Lu Zishu, it had already been broadcast on TV; it was only a matter of time before everyone knew.

But what did that have to do with her?

"I don't have anything to do with him now."

Ying Jing tried her best to distance herself from Lu Zishu, but she had made such a huge scene before. She hadn't even had a chance to clarify things after coming back from the break before everyone started gossiping again.

It seemed her past pursuit of Lu Zishu had left too deep an impression.

There were even people betting on whether Ying Jing could catch Lu Zishu, when Ying Jing would finally catch him, whether Lu Zishu would fall for her, and if Lu Zishu would accept Ying Jing's pursuit before graduation.

There were simply too many topics like that.

If these student-age brats didn't have so little money, Ying Jing would have wanted to bet a million that she didn't like Lu Zishu.

"Yes, yes, you have nothing to do with him. Just don't tell me you changed your heart after just one break."

You actually guessed it right, damn it.

That’s exactly what happened.

"I'll bring him to show you when I have time. He's a top-tier human being, thousands and thousands of times better than Lu Zishu."

Ying Jing kept chattering away, completely failing to notice her friend's changing expression.

"Um... Lu Zishu is behind you."

"Even if he were in front of me, what I said wouldn't change."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and really saw Lu Zishu standing behind her, his eyes dark and brooding.

Ying Jing didn't back down and looked right back at him.

So what? Everything she said was the truth; she didn't believe he would dare hit her.

Lu Zishu stared at her without a word, placed a cup of milk tea in the empty space next to her, and turned to leave with a dark expression.

Now, not only was Ying Jing stunned, but the onlookers were also confused.

How the tables have turned!

Lu Zishu actually bought milk tea for Ying Jing.

Everyone whispered and discussed it in low voices.

Just then, someone from the presidium ran over and said, "These were all bought by Lu Zishu. He was worried everyone would be tired from the rehearsal. He even specifically told me to buy you one without pearls, but I got busy and forgot. Come, come, let's swap."

After saying that, he picked up the pearl-less milk tea Lu Zishu had placed there and handed it to Ying Jing.

The milk tea in Ying Jing's hand instantly lost its appeal.

If she had known, she wouldn't have drunk it even if a knife were held to her throat.

"Is milk tea without pearls even called pearl milk tea? Better leave it for him to drink himself!"

She quickly pushed the one she had already drunk away.

Disgusting.

Her friend came to the rescue.

"She drank such a big cup, and I haven't even started mine. I don't mind another one, give it to me!"

Jin Qingqing looked at her with a helpless expression.

"What's going on with you? You actually rejected Lu Zishu."

"Can't I reject him?"

"Of course that's not what I meant, I mean... didn't you dream of him looking back at you?"

"You said it yourself, that was a dream. I'm awake now, isn't that enough?"

I guess it is!

It just felt like something was wrong.

(End of chapter)