Lin Yu shot Qing Mo a fierce glare, but there was no time left to investigate what exactly she had done.
"Are you also at the main gate of S University right now?"
"I don't see you either."
As he spoke, Lin Yu stood on tiptoe, looking around.
Soon, Lin Yu spotted Xia Muzhu in the crowd. She was wearing a beige dress, with a brown woven straw hat adorned with a bow on her head.
It was an outfit that really made her stand out.
But Lin Yu was in no mood to appreciate it.
He quickly walked over, reaching her side before she could notice the situation there.
"Sister Muzhu, why did you come today?"
Xia Muzhu's eyes curved into crescents, her smile carrying a hint of playfulness, a departure from her usual gentle image, as she said sweetly:
"It was Little Shan's idea."
"He said if I came tomorrow, sitting on a plane all morning would be exhausting, and I wouldn't have any energy to have fun in the afternoon."
"It would be better to come a day early. That way, I'd have plenty of time to rest and could spend more time with you on your birthday tomorrow."
"I thought what he said made a lot of sense."
"So I came today."
The corners of Lin Yu's mouth twitched stiffly, finally contorting into a forced smile that looked a bit strange.
You again!
You little brat!
Just you wait till I get back and deal with you!
"Then why didn't you tell me in advance?"
Lin Yu scratched his head with an awkward smile. To keep the statement from raising suspicion, he specifically added:
"I could have gone to the airport to pick you up."
"I wanted to surprise you~"
Xia Muzhu giggled, her smile charmingly naive, but in her heart, she remembered Xia Yueshan's advice before she left...
"Sis, remember!"
"This time, you absolutely must not let the cat out of the bag about going early!"
"A surprise inspection!"
"Catch him off guard."
"See if he's been fooling around or misbehaving at university..."
Xia Yueshan's words seemed to still echo in her ears. To mask her guilt, the smile on Xia Muzhu's face grew even brighter.
Lin Yu's heart sank, feeling utterly hopeless.
At this point, there wasn't much Lin Yu could do.
Actually, if Lin Yu wanted to, he could still easily resolve this "crisis."
For example, using some excuse to send Xia Muzhu away. That itself wasn't difficult; the hard part was getting past his own conscience.
In Lin Yu's mind, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior.
He had never confirmed a relationship with Tang Manman, nor had there been any particularly ambiguous gestures. After establishing his romantic relationship with Xia Muzhu, he had already been distancing himself from Tang Manman, no longer being physically close or entangled with her.
As for why he had hidden the fact that he had a girlfriend from Tang Manman...
Where did I hide it?
She never asked!
More importantly, Lin Yu was somewhat afraid to tell her, afraid to face her reaction once she knew all this.
So, Lin Yu could only leave this thorny matter to time, hoping time would smooth everything over, allowing both parties to fade each other's importance in their hearts, achieving a silent farewell.
But now they've all run into each other...
If Lin Yu were to prevent their meeting now, deliberately concealing Xia Muzhu's identity, then it wouldn't be a matter of whether Tang Manman asked or not!
It would be Lin Yu intentionally hiding it, wanting to have his cake and eat it too!
Such behavior was absolutely unacceptable in Lin Yu's moral code.
If Lin Yu did nothing, and Tang Manman didn't know Xia Muzhu's identity, Lin Yu could still deceive himself into saying it wasn't his fault, that Tang Manman simply didn't know.
But if Lin Yu were to prevent their meeting now, all the responsibility would fall on him!
Having reached this point, Lin Yu had no choice but to come clean.
Even if Tang Manman would be heartbroken to find out, even if things might become very troublesome afterwards...
So be it.
He couldn't possibly hide his girlfriend's identity in front of others, could he?
What kind of person would that make him?
Wouldn't that make him the same as those scumbags?
Having made up his mind, Lin Yu let out an almost imperceptible sigh, then pulled himself together, forced a smile, took Xia Muzhu's hand, and said softly:
"Come on, Sister Muzhu, let's go eat."
"I'll also introduce you to a few of my friends."
Lin Yu was determined to introduce Xia Muzhu to everyone as his girlfriend.
This was the most basic respect for one's partner!
"I won't go. I need to get my phone fixed."
Xia Muzhu suddenly withdrew her hand, took out her phone from her pretty blue bag, and waved the cracked screen side at Lin Yu, saying:
"The screen shattered when I got off the plane."
Xia Muzhu's sudden refusal stunned Lin Yu.
Fix the phone?
Now?
Lin Yu's head was instantly filled with question marks.
Do you have some urgent matter that needs to be handled on your phone?
Wait!
You just called me earlier.
Your phone is perfectly functional, right?
Then why do you need to fix it right now, at the very moment I'm about to introduce you to my friends?
You could totally wait.
Wait until I introduce you to my friends, wait until after we eat, then we can go to the phone shop together!
Why are you...
At this thought, Lin Yu's train of thought was abruptly interrupted by another, much more domineering possibility.
He stared blankly at Xia Muzhu. She blinked at him, then subtly gestured with her eyes towards behind him.
Lin Yu turned his head in confusion and saw the gazes of those three women fixed firmly on them.
He turned back just as bewildered, facing Xia Muzhu's gentle smile, unable to utter a single word to ask her to stay.
"Remember to call me when you're done."
Xia Muzhu raised her hand to her ear, mimicking a phone call gesture, then gave a gentle smile and turned to leave.
Once again, it was a scene straight out of a novel, a plot straight from a movie.
The experiences of those fictional characters all told Lin Yu what the best course of action was right now.
It was to take Xia Muzhu's hand, lead her firmly over to those people, and proudly tell them, "She is my girlfriend."
Lin Yu had the perfect answer in his mind, but his body couldn't take that step towards the "exam hall." He couldn't even open his mouth, could only watch Xia Muzhu's back as she walked away, watching her blend into the sea of people...
...
She had sensed his dilemma.
She trusted him.
She didn't want to put him in a difficult position.

g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!