The Stench of Love

The news of Qin Ruoyao's withdrawal from school spread like wildfire across the entire campus.

Many students who didn't like Qin Ruoyao were gloating over her misfortune.

Wang Dahe was one of them, and he gleefully exclaimed, "Finally, I won't have to see that irritating little brat, Qin Ruoyao, anymore."

"You're bored?" Lin Xuan glanced up from his book, his gaze cool and collected.

"It's only the beginning of the semester, so there's not much to do," Wang Dahe replied, casually crossing his legs.

Lin Xuan tossed a book at him.

"If you're so free, then study everything in this book."

Wang Dahe picked it up and groaned.

Another book about computers!!

He slumped over the desk, his face a picture of dejection. "Hey, Lin Xuan, where do you get all these computer books from?"

Initially, when he first received these books, he was excited.

But after finishing one book, another would appear, and over the course of about half a year, he had been forced to study five or six of them.

Lin Xuan: "Just study it."

Wang Dahe resigned himself to flipping through the pages of the book.

He would carefully read through it, ask Lin Xuan for clarification on anything he didn't understand, and then practice on the computer at home.

He had to admit, these books were incredible.

In just half a year, his computer skills had taken a significant leap forward.

After completing a computer science class, the professor walked up to Lin Xuan. "Lin Xuan, could you come with me to the office?"

The professor took Lin Xuan to his office.

"Lin Xuan, the annual team computer science competition is coming up in a month. After discussing with the director, we'd like to have you and two other students represent our team." The professor spoke kindly.

Lin Xuan's computer skills had already surpassed his own.

In recent years, Yundu University had consistently won first place. This time, the professor wanted Lin Xuan to compete and bring home the gold.

Lin Xuan frowned, ready to decline.

"Lin Xuan," the professor noticed Lin Xuan's hesitation and smiled. "If you win the competition, it would significantly boost our university's reputation, which would be of great help to our school's development."

Lin Xuan's brow furrowed.

Indeed, over the past few years, the prestige of Qing University had not been as strong as it once was.

If he were to secure first place, he could serve as a shining example for the school.

Su Hua was the largest shareholder, and the more outstanding students enrolled, the more profit she would make.

"Professor Wang, I recall there's a rule that if you win first place, you can make any request you want," Lin Xuan said.

"Yes, that's correct," the professor nodded.

"If I win, I want the right to attend classes at my own discretion," Lin Xuan said.

With this privilege granted by the competition, he could skip classes without any issues, and it wouldn't reflect negatively on Qing University.

As the main shareholder of Qing University, Su Hua was someone he didn't want to disappoint.

"Certainly," the professor agreed without hesitation.

Given Lin Xuan's computer skills, whether or not he attended classes made little difference.

"However, I'll need to discuss this with the director, and I'll get back to you soon," the professor added.

"Alright," Lin Xuan nodded.

The bell rang, signaling the end of class.

Wang Dahe draped an arm over Lin Xuan's shoulders. "Hey, Lin Xuan, want to grab some food?"

Lin Xuan: "Sure."

Wang Dahe was startled. "You're not going to see Director Su?"

Every time he previously invited Lin Xuan to eat, Lin Xuan had always used excuses like "I'm going to spend time with my girlfriend" to decline.

Today, he actually agreed?

Was the sky falling?

Lin Xuan: "She's out of town on business and won't be back for two days."

Wang Dahe clutched his chest, feigning pain. "I thought you weren't one to put romance over friendship anymore. So, it's just when your girlfriend is away that you remember me. Heartbroken, I am."

Lin Xuan glanced at him. "Your acting skills are wasted. You should consider a career in theater."

"Don't slander me. I'm genuinely heartbroken."

"Really?" Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow. "Would you like me to tell Su Hua about this?"

"No, no, no!"

Wang Dahe panicked. "Don't tell Director Su. With how possessive she gets, if she misinterprets this as me trying to steal you away, I'll lose my life."

Lin Xuan slung his backpack over his shoulder.

"Let's go."

Lin Xuan got into a Rolls-Royce.

Wang Dahe opened the passenger door, ready to sit down, but Lin Xuan stopped him.

"What's the matter?" Wang Dahe asked, puzzled.

"The passenger seat is reserved for my girlfriend. Your seat is in the back," Lin Xuan said.

Wang Dahe: "……"

"Lin Xuan," Wang Dahe gritted his teeth. "Do you realize you're radiating the stench of romance all over?"

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow. "Reserving the passenger seat for my girlfriend is standard procedure. But for someone who's never been in a relationship, it's understandable that you wouldn't get it."

Wang Dahe: ……

Damn it!

Once again, he was being ridiculed by Lin Xuan!

Being in a relationship makes you special, huh?

Wang Dahe sat in the backseat as Lin Xuan drove to a restaurant.

As they got out of the car, Lin Xuan noticed someone following them.

He frowned.

Who could it be?

Lin Xuan ignored it and walked straight into the restaurant.

Shen Qianqian sat in the passenger seat of a pink luxury car. The moment she saw Lin Xuan, her heart pounded furiously.

She hadn't seen Lin Xuan in a while, but he was still as handsome as ever.

Shen Qianqian's face flushed red.

The bodyguard frowned. "Miss, Lin Xuan has a friend with him, so it's not very convenient to make contact."

Shen Qianqian bit her lip.

That ugly guy with Lin Xuan really got on her nerves.

"No, keep following him. Look for an opportunity. I don't want to wait too long," Shen Qianqian insisted.

She wanted to quickly connect with Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan was so attractive that surely many girls liked him. She was afraid someone might beat her to it.

Inside the restaurant,

Lin Xuan smiled faintly. "Order whatever you like. I'll treat you."

Wang Dahe looked at the menu on the tablet and his hand trembled.

A single ordinary vegetable dish cost over a hundred dollars? This was robbery!

Lin Xuan said, "I come here often. I know the dishes that taste the best. Wang Dahe, since you don't know what to order, I'll do it for you."

He scrolled through the tablet. "Let's have a serving of crab roe rice, a steamed hairy crab, and two seven-bone beef steaks."

The waiter quickly jotted down the order.

Wang Dahe watched as Lin Xuan went through the menu, his eyes bulging.

Goodness.

This single meal was equivalent to his mother's monthly salary.

Lin Xuan handed the tablet back to the waiter. "That's all."

He glanced at Wang Dahe, who was visibly shocked. "Don't worry, my friend. I'm now quite well-off. I can afford this."

"When you're in your senior year, I'll hire you for an internship at my company. By then, we'll be venturing into the gaming industry, and your computer skills will come in handy."

That's why he was having Wang Dahe learn various computer skills now, so he could handle the job responsibilities later on.

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