The high jump team coach and the running team coach: "..."
If these were the reasons, then there was nothing they could do to change the situation.
The high jump team captain, unwilling to give up, took out his business card and handed it to Lin Xuan. "Lin Xuan, here's my card. If you ever change your mind, you can come find me anytime."
"And mine," the running team captain chimed in, also handing Lin Xuan a card. "Our doors are always open for you."
"Alright," Lin Xuan nodded.
Though the fate of these two cards was likely to be the trash bin.
Lin Li gritted his teeth, watching the scene with burning jealousy.
Why? Why was Lin Xuan always the center of attention wherever he went?
Even these national-level coaches were fawning over him!
It used to be him who was surrounded by admirers!
Lin Xuan took off his basketball jersey, changed into a clean set of clothes, and prepared to leave.
A group of female students from Yundu University followed him all the way to the school gate.
"He’s so handsome!" they gushed, clutching their cheeks with dreamy expressions. "The more I look at him, the more mesmerizing he becomes. That white outfit, his striking features, and that noble aura—it’s like he stepped right out of a manga. Someone hold me, I think I’m about to faint!"
"Ugh, how can a man this perfect even exist?"
Among them was Wang Meng, the literary department’s campus belle, known for her beauty and enviable figure. She had always been aloof, turning down countless suitors at Yundu University.
This time, she had only come to the basketball game because her best friend dragged her along.
The moment she laid eyes on Lin Xuan, her heart started pounding uncontrollably.
Her best friend, a devoted admirer of Lin Xuan, had spent the entire game filling her in on his achievements—how he was the CEO of Tianmu Group and the genius who had solved an international computer science problem. The more she learned, the more infatuated she became.
Lin Xuan was the first man she had ever truly been drawn to, and she didn’t want to let this chance slip away.
Mustering her courage, she nervously approached him.
"Lin Xuan," Wang Meng called softly, her cheeks flushed as she lowered her head.
"What is it?" Lin Xuan’s temple twitched at her shy demeanor. A bad feeling crept up on him.
"Lin Xuan," she said, gathering her resolve before handing him a love letter. "This… is for you."
The bodyguards discreetly watching from the sidelines shook their heads in amusement.
No doubt about it—Lin Xuan’s charm was a magnet for admirers.
Wherever he went, a swarm of infatuated girls was sure to follow.
Honestly, given his looks and aura, it was no surprise women fell for him. If they were women, they’d probably be swooning too.
Luckily, they didn’t have to report this incident to "the young miss." Otherwise, seeing Lin Xuan receive a love letter from a stunning girl in public would have sent her into a jealous rage.
And when the young miss got jealous, Lin Xuan would have his hands full trying to appease her—usually in bed.
"Isn’t that the young miss’s car?" one bodyguard suddenly noticed a Maybach approaching the school gate.
Another glanced over. "It really is!"
"But at this hour, shouldn’t she be at the office? Maybe the driver’s just passing by?"
"No way. She’s definitely here to pick up Lin Xuan. That’s just how she operates."
"Wait a second—"
A realization struck the bodyguards, and their eyes snapped back to Lin Xuan.
Right now, a girl was handing him a love letter.
And the young miss was about to walk right into this mess.
Oh no.
Lin Xuan was doomed.
The bodyguards inwardly winced for him—though their faces betrayed their excitement for the drama about to unfold.
Well then.
Time for a showdown.
The students nearby, including Wang Meng’s admirers, watched the scene with keen interest.
"Wang Meng’s always been so picky, rejecting every guy who pursued her. Yet Lin Xuan shows up once, and she’s head over heels? What a fox—sure, he’s good-looking, but who knows what kind of person he really is? Throwing herself at him like this, she’s just asking to get played." The speaker, one of Wang Meng’s secret admirers, couldn’t hide the bitterness in his voice.
A girl beside him rolled her eyes. "Stop being sour. Lin Xuan is handsome, talented—even Lin Li, before he became a eunuch, was our school’s heartthrob, and he doesn’t hold a candle to Lin Xuan. Of course Wang Meng would fall for him."
She then clasped her hands to her cheeks, starry-eyed. "He’s just too perfect. If I could be his girlfriend, I’d die happy."
Other girls who had planned to confess to Lin Xuan quietly tucked their love letters away.
If even Wang Meng was making a move, they stood no chance.
If Lin Xuan accepted her, they had no hope.
If he rejected her, it meant his standards were sky-high—way beyond their league.
Wang Meng’s heart raced as she spoke. "Lin Xuan, I’ve never been in a relationship before. You’re the first guy I’ve ever liked. Could you… give me a chance? Even if you don’t like me yet, we could start as friends. Maybe exchange contact info?"
Lin Xuan’s temple throbbed again.
Another unwanted admirer.
To him, every admirer was a nuisance—no exceptions.
"I—"
Just as he was about to reject her, a chorus of gasps erupted behind him.
Especially from the male students, who were now staring slack-jawed at the approaching figure.
"Holy—who is that woman?! She’s insanely beautiful! I’ve never seen anyone like her in my life!"
"Is she some kind of goddess descended from the heavens?"
"Her presence is overwhelming—like a queen! And why does it suddenly feel so cold? The weather forecast didn’t mention a temperature drop." A guy rubbed his arms, shivering.
"Why is she here?"
"I don’t know, but… is it just me, or is she staring straight at Lin Xuan?"
The bodyguards exchanged gleeful looks.
It really was the young miss!
She had come for Lin Xuan!
Now, things were about to get interesting.
Lin Xuan listened to the murmurs, his veins pulsing at his temples.
An ominous feeling settled over him.
From the way they described her, this woman sounded exactly like… Hua.
Goodnight, everyone.
Another day of suffering from allergies—ugh.
Thanks to the lovely gifts from "Lazy Capybara" and "Tiny Panda 06."
Ugh.
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