Righteous Girlfriend

At Times Square.

"Sister Qing, we're all Gu Luo's good buddies. Be honest with us—has Gu Luo been dumped?" The class sports committee member rubbed his hands together with a cheeky grin as he asked Feng Youqing.

He was dressed unusually maturely today—a Western-style jacket paired with black trousers, his hair slicked back with enough hair wax to gleam under the lights.

For a jock, he somehow managed to pull off the vibe of a refined scoundrel.

Others might not have noticed Gu Luo's changes over the past week, but as classmates in the same group, they had picked up on a few things.

Like how he’d zone out randomly, suddenly furrow his brows, and then eventually relax with a resigned expression.

Add to that Feng Youqing’s repeated warnings not to ask about it.

What else could a teenage boy in the throes of puberty be agonizing over?

Most likely, love.

"Looking for a beating? I said no asking." Feng Youqing waved a threatening fist before swiftly changing the subject. "Anyway, what’s with this outfit? Spring fever in the middle of autumn?"

"Pretty dashing, right?"

Seeing Feng Youqing dodge the question, the sports committee member already had his answer. Instead of pressing further, he smoothed his slicked-back hair with a flourish. "You wouldn’t get it. I just got some tips from Old Liu—said girls these days dig mature guys. So, how’s this look? Mature enough?"

"Not sure about mature, but you look like an insurance salesman," Feng Youqing couldn’t help but quip before suddenly realizing something. "Wait, what girl? You’re not trying to chase Man Man, are you? Or Xuexue?"

She thought this guy was downright delusional.

Rumors had it that the sports committee member had dragged a bunch of guys to ask their P.E. teacher for advice on wooing younger girls. Turns out, it was true.

"Won’t know till I try. Confidence is key for a man."

The sports committee member had been binge-watching dating advice videos lately, and with Liu Jianjun’s mentorship, he felt unstoppable. He nudged the class monitor, who’d been watching the scene unfold, and added,

"Monitor’s going for Xuexue, I’m going for Man Man. Clear division of labor."

"Keep it down, keep it down. I never said that," the monitor waved him off, annoyed. "Plans succeed in secrecy. Flaunting it like this? You’re just asking to be a clown."

"What’s there to fear? Old Liu said men need confidence." The sports committee member sighed dramatically. "Man Man and the others will get married someday. Won’t Brother-in-law Gu Luo be devastated?"

"Speaking of, who’d have thought even a legend like him could get dumped? Wonder who it was."

"Who told you Gu Luo got dumped?" Feng Youqing glared daggers at him, raising a fist like she was about to throw a punch.

"Alright, alright, not dumped, not dumped."

The sports committee member quickly raised his hands in surrender, not bothering to argue. He had bigger things to focus on—like making the most of this rare chance to hang out with Gu Ximan.

Let’s be real, which guy in Class 8, Grade 2 didn’t have a crush on the school belle?

With Gu Luo out of the picture, this was his golden opportunity.

The reason he and the monitor were so fired up was precisely because they suspected Gu Luo was in a relationship.

And if Gu Luo was dating, his sister-complex little sister Gu Ximan would surely be heartbroken, realizing that no matter how close they were, the day would come when they’d start their own families and drift apart.

Perfect time to swoop in, right?

"Do whatever you want."

Feng Youqing couldn’t be bothered with these two clowns and instead sidled up to her boyfriend, Situ Wenyao, whispering, "Shuling and the others are coming too. We’ll need a bigger KTV room, plus dinner and drinks. You got enough pocket money?"

"I’ve got over two grand left. I’ll transfer it to you."

This was their first time hosting a group outing, and they couldn’t afford to be stingy.

Ten people meant expenses running into the thousands.

Situ Wenyao slung an arm around her shoulders, grinning. "Relax, it’s covered. I dug up some of my dad’s secret stash. He won’t dare make a fuss about this ‘black money.’"

"You’re terrible..."

Feng Youqing was torn between laughter and exasperation but still transferred the money herself. "Our dad worked hard to hide that. Put some back."

"Fine, fine."

Situ Wenyao didn’t refuse, accepting the transfer immediately.

At this point, their finances were practically merged.

Meanwhile, the sports committee member had been eavesdropping, jealousy gnawing at him.

But what could he do? Feng Youqing was already his buddy’s girlfriend.

Which was exactly why he didn’t want to live with regrets anymore.

Who knew? Maybe he’d get lucky this time.

Gu Luo dating was the perfect opening—no sister-complex little sister would take that well.

Just as he was lost in thought, Feng Youqing suddenly waved at someone in the distance.

Following her gaze, he saw his dream girl, Gu Ximan, clinging to Gu Luo’s arm, chattering away with a bright smile.

On Gu Luo’s other arm was Luo Shuling.

Meanwhile, Lu Xuexue had linked arms with Gu Ximan.

The four of them were practically glued together, turning heads left and right.

Three beauties hanging off one guy? The envy was real.

And Gu Luo? Far from heartbroken, he looked downright radiant.

Once the group merged, Gu Ximan blinked at the sports committee member and asked innocently, "Senior, did you just finish selling insurance?"

"Pfft—"

Feng Youqing burst out laughing.

The monitor beside the sports committee member instantly developed secondhand embarrassment, subtly inching away to distance himself from the "insurance salesman."

The sports committee member, who’d been ready to greet them confidently, froze, face burning.

"Man Man’s just teasing. You look great today," Gu Luo interjected smoothly, pinching Gu Ximan’s slender waist under the radar.

"Ow! Gu Luo, why’d you pinch me? He really does look like an insurance salesman!" Gu Ximan protested.

This wasn’t her being tactless.

As a girl, she could always tell who had a crush on her.

Every time she visited Gu Luo’s class, she’d feel countless eyes on her—and this sports committee member’s gaze was always the most intense.

Seeing him about to launch into an enthusiastic greeting, she’d decided to strike first and shut it down.

Now, all eyes were on the sports committee member.

The monitor, hearing this, took another quiet step sideways.

Twice in a row. This was humiliating.

Especially after this guy had just bragged about chasing Gu Ximan.

Sensing the awkwardness, Feng Youqing quickly changed the subject, smiling at Luo Shuling and the others. "Shuling, Shuning, Shuhe, glad you could make it!"

"Hope you don’t mind us crashing the party?" Luo Shuling let go of Gu Luo’s arm and squeezed past Situ Wenyao to stand beside Feng Youqing.

"Of course not! We’re thrilled you’re here."

The two girls got along well.

"Great!" Luo Shuling pulled two decks of cards from her pocket and waved them. "How about some Truth or Dare after karaoke?"

Although these words were addressed to everyone, her gaze involuntarily locked with Luo Shuhe’s.

She even raised an eyebrow challengingly.

The message was clear—she was determined to make Gu Luo get intimate with the girls in front of everyone.

"I agree."

"If you agree, then so do I."

Hearing the suggestion of "Truth or Dare," and glancing at the beautiful girls around Gu Luo, the class monitor and the previously deflated sports committee member naturally supported it with both hands and feet.

Hearing this, Luo Shuhe frowned slightly.

She now knew full well that Luo Shuling had a knack for card tricks and understood this was a direct challenge to her.

"Xuexue and I want to play too."

Gu Ximan recalled the pajama party from that night and certainly wouldn’t pass up the chance to get close to that jerk Gu Luo.

If she drew anyone else, she’d pick "truth." But if she drew Gu Luo, it’d be "dare."

Listening to all this, Luo Shuling simply watched Luo Shuhe with a faint smile.

"Let’s head up first—"

Feng Youqing, unaware of the underlying tensions, was about to suggest everyone go upstairs when a cool, composed voice cut in:

"Wait a moment."

Luo Shuhe, who had remained silent until now, suddenly stepped forward and said calmly, "I have an announcement to make."

Everyone turned to look at her.

Luo Shuhe walked expressionlessly to Gu Luo’s side, took his hand, and interlaced their fingers before declaring:

"Gu Luo and I are dating. From now on, he’s mine."

The moment these words were spoken, the room fell dead silent.

The expressions on everyone’s faces were priceless.

Luo Shuning’s face was a mix of complicated emotions.

Gu Ximan and Lu Xuexue exchanged glances. Though they already knew about Gu Luo and Luo Shuhe’s relationship, they hadn’t expected her to make it public like this.

The class monitor and sports committee member were shocked, but also thrilled.

Situ Wenyao couldn’t help but let out a satisfied hum.

The most bewildered was Feng Youqing. Her eyes darted between Luo Shuning, Gu Luo, and Luo Shuhe in disbelief.

Wait.

What was going on?

Didn’t Gu Luo like Luo Shuning?

How had he ended up publicly announcing his relationship with Luo Shuhe just a week later?

Gu Luo was equally caught off guard, but he didn’t hesitate. Instead, he tightened his grip on Luo Shuhe’s hand and smiled at the group.

"Let me make it official—Shuhe and I are together now."

"From now on, I’m hers."

In this situation, he wouldn’t let Luo Shuhe face any awkwardness alone.

This was the perfect moment to announce their relationship.

Seeing Gu Luo acknowledge their bond without hesitation, Luo Shuhe felt warmth and sweetness bloom in her heart.

She then turned her gaze to Luo Shuling.

And raised an eyebrow in return.

The message was unmistakable—let’s see if these little sisters dare to get cozy with their own sister’s boyfriend in public.

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