Looking at Qing Mo, Lin Yu hesitated to speak.
Damn.
I just asked you for a small favor, and you went ahead and bought the entire school.
You’re seriously outrageously rich.
"Fine."
"Principal Qing Mo."
"So, I can just switch classes tomorrow when I get to school, right?"
Qing Mo nodded.
"The new principal will come to your class tomorrow. Just tell him which class you want to transfer to."
The new principal will come to my class to find me?
Lin Yu silently repeated the sentence in his head, smacking his lips twice, feeling something was off.
Why does it sound like this all-powerful school leader is just some errand boy in Qing Mo’s words?
Wait—no need to imagine, the principal is an errand boy in front of her...
No!
A slacker like me isn’t even qualified to run errands for the principal!
And as for Qing Mo in front of me...
...
Holy crap!
Lin Yu’s eyes widened.
Full circle!
After a lavish dinner, Qing Mo paid the bill, and the two left the restaurant, taking the elevator downstairs.
Inside the elevator, Lin Yu was still hung up on Qing Mo having someone monitor him, finding it unacceptable.
He turned to her and asked irritably:
"Can you call off the people watching me?"
"It makes me really uncomfortable."
Qing Mo’s lips curled slightly, her smile cold yet tinged with mischief, as she enunciated each word:
"No."
Lin Yu frowned and pressed again:
"No room for negotiation?"
Qing Mo stood firm, unwavering.
"None."
Suddenly, Lin Yu’s expression darkened. With his naturally sharp features, his aura turned downright menacing—like a thug fresh from a killing.
"Am I giving you too much leeway?"
Faced with Lin Yu’s abrupt 180-degree shift in attitude, Qing Mo froze for a second before an eerie—yet fitting—excitement flickered in her eyes.
Her cold gaze softened, desire flashing in their depths as her breathing grew rapid and uneven.
"Call them off!"
"Don’t make me say it again!"
The elevator doors slid open. Lin Yu shot Qing Mo a look as if she were trash, then strode out without a backward glance.
Left alone in the elevator, Qing Mo stood motionless, staring at Lin Yu’s tall, lean figure, her breath ragged, cheeks flushed...
...
Early the next morning, Lin Yu left home, weaving left and right, carefully checking his surroundings and behind him. After multiple tests, he finally confirmed—no one was tailing him this time.
Qing Mo really only responds to force, huh?
Who knew it’d work so well on her.
Lin Yu rubbed his chin, pleased with his success.
In high spirits, he arrived at school and took his seat, waiting for the new principal.
Before morning self-study ended, an unfamiliar middle-aged man entered through the front door and asked for Lin Yu.
Already prepared, Lin Yu stood and followed him out.
In the hallway, the man smiled amiably, even with a hint of deference, asking which class Lin Yu wanted to transfer to.
Now, Lin Yu dropped all pretense and got straight to the point:
"I want to go to Class B1 on the fourth floor."
He remembered Tang Manman was in that class.
No more games!
I’m laying my cards on the table!
I will be in the same class as Tang Manman!
And we will sit together!
"Class B1..."
The man’s brow furrowed slightly, as if troubled, but he quickly made up his mind and nodded.
"Alright!"
"Follow me!"
Lin Yu eagerly packed his bag, then the two took the elevator to the fourth floor, heading straight for Class B1 at the far end of the hallway.
Standing at the door, Lin Yu immediately spotted Tang Manman near the front.
Aside from familiarity, her delicate, ethereal beauty made her stand out effortlessly.
Lin Yu would bet anything—even if he didn’t know her, even if this were his first time in this class—Tang Manman would still be the first person he noticed.
So pretty.
Heh.
Tang Manman, bent over her desk solving problems, seemed to sense something and looked up. Their eyes met, both lips curling, joy flickering in their gazes.
After a brief, wordless exchange, Lin Yu turned to the new principal beside him.
Just as he was about to ask to be seated next to Tang Manman, the principal suddenly spoke:
"Who’s Tang Manman?"
"Me..."
Tang Manman raised her hand in confusion, unsure why this stranger was calling her name.
The man looked at her and ordered:
"Pack your things."
"You’re coming with me to Class B2."
???
Lin Yu’s head filled with question marks. He turned to the principal, bewilderment and shock plastered across his face.
Dude.
If you move Tang Manman out, what’s the point of me being here?
Realizing something was off, Lin Yu quickly signaled the principal, and the two stepped away from the classroom door into an empty stretch of hallway.
"Principal, why are you moving her?"
Lin Yu asked, utterly baffled.
The principal wore an awkward expression as he explained:
"I don’t have a choice."
"Yesterday, the higher-ups told me you could transfer to any class, sit with anyone you want."
"But you cannot be in the same class as Tang Manman."
Lin Yu’s eyes widened. Barely containing his anger, he demanded:
"Why?"
"Who told you that?"
The principal opened his mouth to answer, but Lin Yu cut him off with a raised hand:
"Never mind."
"Don’t bother—I know who it is!"
"Wait here!"
Fuming, Lin Yu stormed off to the side and called Qing Mo.
No kidding!
Who else could it be?
The call connected after just two rings, Qing Mo’s voice laced with hidden amusement as she answered with a soft "Hello?"
"Hello my ass!"
In a foul mood, Lin Yu’s tone was sharp.
"What exactly did you tell the new principal?"
"Are you deliberately messing with me?"
"Heh."
A cold laugh came through the speaker before Qing Mo shot back:
"Didn’t you say you wanted to focus on studying?"
"I’m keeping her away so she won’t distract you. What’s wrong with that?"
Lin Yu was momentarily speechless. After a long pause, he muttered weakly:
"It won’t affect my studies. Stop interfering!"
"Call the principal right now and tell him not to move Tang Manman!"
Qing Mo scoffed, her voice turning icy.
"Lin Yu."
"Don’t you think you’re pushing it?"
"Using my authority so you can cozy up to your little girlfriend all day?"
"When the two of you end up in bed, should I give you a push too?"
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