“They didn’t do anything.”
“They just came up asking me to buy them some drinks, said they wanted to get to know me.”
Lin Yu said lightly, completely ignoring the three men who were glaring at him as if they wanted to pop their eyes out.
“And then?”
Lv Pengju pressed on.
“Then I just refused.”
Lin Yu shrugged and answered honestly.
“Damn!”
“Bro, do you know how many people want to chase after her? She doesn’t even glance at them!”
“You just turned her down just like that?”
Lang Hua suddenly stood up with a snap and loudly questioned him.
Lin Yu rubbed his ear with a look of disbelief, staring at the excited Lang Hua, and said calmly:
“I have a girlfriend. What does it matter to me how many people are chasing her?”
“Oh, I see...”
Lang Hua mumbled and nodded slowly, the excitement on his face fading significantly. That actually was a decent excuse. But after sitting back down, he couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity:
“Where’s your girlfriend?”
“Is she at the same school as you?”
“No.”
Lin Yu shook his head and answered honestly:
“She’s up north, pretty far from here.”
“So, facing those two campus beauties, didn’t you feel even a little flutter in your heart?”
Lang Hua continued to ask.
“No.”
Lin Yu shook his head without a second thought.
“Not even a tiny bit?”
Lang Hua didn’t believe him. He stretched out his hand, pinching his index finger and thumb together, leaving a tiny gap in between, and asked:
This time Lin Yu didn’t reply immediately but started to think seriously.
The three of them fell silent, quietly waiting for Lin Yu’s answer, eager to savor this juicy scoop.
After a moment, Lin Yu looked up at the three and said seriously:
“No.”
“Even combined, those two can’t compare to my girlfriend.”
“In every sense of the word!”
“Don’t brag!”
Lv Pengju shot Lin Yu a sideways glance, unconvinced:
“Not even combined? Let me talk about just their figures. Could your girlfriend’s figure really be better than both of theirs put together?”
As he spoke, Lv Pengju drew a semicircle in the air in front of his chest, the meaning obvious.
Lin Yu clicked his tongue twice, roughly estimating in his mind. Other aspects might be debatable, but when it came to that, Sister Zhuzi really did outshine those two!
“If you don’t believe me, forget it.”
Lin Yu shrugged, not wanting to continue this topic.
A bunch of hopeless romantics without girlfriends—let them be.
At lunchtime, the four of them gathered and walked over to an empty table. Lv Pengju and Wu Zhen sat down first, while Lang Hua and Lin Yu took a few more steps to sit opposite them.
Just as Lin Yu sat down, a burst of citrusy fragrance suddenly drifted over from his left.
He turned his head and saw a cute girl who seemed vaguely familiar.
Her face was a bit rounder, and her style was also on the cute side—a kind of girl you could tell right away was soft and sweet.
The girl rested both small arms flat on the table, tilted her head slightly, and with big, round eyes that crinkled adorably as she smiled, she spoke in a sweet, soft voice:
“Hey, handsome~”
“Let’s be friends.”
The second sentence sounded right behind Lin Yu’s head. The voice had a girl’s unique ethereal quality—not sweet, but rather neutral. Still, it was quite pleasant to hear.
Lin Yu turned to look behind him and found that in the spot originally occupied by Lang Hua, a sporty beauty had quietly taken a seat.
Her posture was the exact opposite of Lin Yu’s. She leaned back against the dining table, her right elbow resting just next to Lin Yu’s hand, sitting very close to him.
She was dressed much more revealingly than the girl on Lin Yu’s left.
Her upper body was clad in a thin black camisole, her rounded chest boldly exposed right before Lin Yu’s eyes.
Below that was a slim but clearly toned stomach. If you looked closely, you could even make out the faint outline of abdominal muscles.
Her lower half was covered by a pair of deep blue denim shorts that looked a bit worn and distressed.
This seemed to be the style some people went for—what they called the “ripped look.”
Beneath those shorts were two long, straight, and slender legs. Her legs weren’t particularly pale but had a healthy, sun-kissed tone that stirred a raw, primal desire.
With her hair tied back in a high ponytail, she could easily be described as cool or handsome—words that perfectly fit the image of this stunning woman.
“Hey handsome, want to be friends?”
The beauty in the revealing camisole repeated her earlier question.
Lin Yu shook his head decisively.
“No, thanks.”
“I already have a girlfriend.”
Hearing Lin Yu’s words, both girls’ faces showed a complex mix of surprise.
They were taken aback by his answer and hadn’t expected someone with such looks to actually reject advances because he had a girlfriend!
With a face like that, playing the pure love card—what’s the difference between that and a scam?
The two exchanged a subtle glance behind Lin Yu’s back. The girl in the camisole raised an eyebrow at Lin Yu and smiled.
“We’re just trying to make friends.”
“What does that have to do with your girlfriend?”
“Exactly,” the cute girl on Lin Yu’s left eagerly nodded in agreement.
“Everyone makes friends. We can help each other out when needed, and hang out when we’re bored.”
At this point, the cute girl suddenly changed her tone, asking with a teasing edge,
“Don’t tell me your girlfriend won’t even let you have this little bit of freedom?”
Lin Yu frowned, annoyed by their snide remarks. He glanced at the seemingly innocent girl and almost wanted to curse.
But after a moment’s thought, he held back.
Like I said, if I lose my temper and run into a weirdo like Qing Mo, I really won’t have anywhere to cry.
“Still no, thanks.”
Lin Yu suppressed his irritation and spoke calmly.
This time, the two exchanged another secret glance. The cute girl caught on and switched to Plan B, pouting as she pleaded,
“Please, handsome~”
“Our club is recruiting new members.”
“We’ve really been struggling to get people. Just do us a favor, give us your contact info, join our club, and help us out.”
“Okay?”
ial death, also known as "shè sǐ" in Chinese, generally refers to... well, never mind, it's not important. My name is Ye Cheng, and I'm about to experience social death firsthand. ... 【Host, your mission is to confess your love to the young lady of the Dongfang family, the current student council president, in a way that will be unforgettable for everyone at the freshman ceremony!】 【Host, assist the girl with a sprained ankle in front of you to reach the infirmary, and fulfill the wicked thoughts in your heart!】 【Host, act on your desires and punish the arrogant young lady before you mercilessly!】 【Host, follow your instincts—abandon shameful surrender, begging, or groveling, and ruthlessly criticize the domineering, ill-mannered young lady in front of you!】 【Host...】 Ye Cheng: "Here, here, you take this host role—I quit!" Wait, why is the girl with a sprained ankle the daughter of a mafia boss? And what kind of punishment method is this for the arrogant young lady? Also, who the heck said anything about wicked thoughts in my heart? Come out here, let’s settle this one-on-one!!! ... The haughty student council president, the scheming mafia princess, the fragile yandere young lady, the airheaded maid-in-waiting, the mixed-blood loli/...
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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