Ye Liangchen walked away with his hands in his pockets, a slow smirk curling at the corners of his lips. "What kind of lowlife dares to chase after my treasure girl?"
Truth be told, Ye Liangchen had always been meek and submissive in front of Long Aotian, but when it came to Xue Shaohua, he could jump up and strike with full force.
Now, having decided to embrace his dark side and defy fate itself, he wasn’t even afraid to stand against Long Aotian anymore.
Well, even a rabbit would bite when cornered.
From the moment he was reborn, he had deliberately endured Long Aotian’s dominance, but instead of earning understanding or respect, Long Aotian had sensed the threat in him and taken his treasure girl away.
Fine, he could tolerate that. He could endure it for now, bide his time until he grew stronger, and then win his treasure girl back.
But that bastard! Not content with just taking his treasure girl, Long Aotian now had the audacity to harbor wicked thoughts about his white moonlight and childhood sweetheart. Unforgivable. Absolutely unforgivable.
If Long Aotian wanted to play dirty, then Ye Liangchen would gladly oblige.
His plan was simple: first, present the evidence of Long Aotian’s three-timing ways to Hu Yuying and Li Qingxue, forcing them to see the despicable, sleazy man he truly was.
Then, he’d have them personally confront Lin Wanning, his childhood sweetheart, and expose Long Aotian’s disgusting, villainous nature.
That way, everything would return to how it should be.
When the time came, he’d make his grand move, comforting them in their heartbreak, making them realize that while Long Aotian had deceived them, he—Ye Liangchen—had been the one tirelessly gathering evidence to save them.
He’d make them understand that he had never given up on them, that he was their true salvation.
The thought made Ye Liangchen chuckle uncontrollably.
"Long Aotian, you brought this upon yourself. Since my patience earned me neither respect nor understanding, I won’t hold back anymore. When I crush you beneath my feet again, I hope you’ll still be wearing that arrogant smirk of yours!"
Lost in his thoughts, he soon found himself at the gates of A University.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Liangchen pulled out his phone.
Staring at Li Qingxue’s chat window, he exhaled slowly. "Even though you said such hurtful things to me, I’ll still save you. First, I’ll make you see Long Aotian for the monster he is."
"Once you realize what kind of man he is, once you regret everything, once you come crawling back to me—then I’ll decide whether to forgive you or make you suffer. After all, I haven’t forgotten a single word of the pain you caused me."
"Even if you’re my white moonlight, you still hurt me. I hope you’ll understand my good intentions—I just want you to recognize your mistakes."
With that, his fingers flew across the screen.
[Qingxue, it’s Liangchen. Did you know?
You made a mistake, but I’ve decided to forgive you—because no one knows how much I love you.
Even after the cruel words you said, I, your knight, keep lowering my boundaries to forgive you.
I could walk away, disappear forever, but even knights have hearts. You’re not me, so you’ll never understand the depth of my love.
Come out. I’m at your school gate. Even though my heart is riddled with wounds, as your knight, I still choose to save you—to expose Long Aotian’s true, beastly nature.
I have proof of his infidelity.]
The moment he finished typing, Ye Liangchen’s tears fell. This time, his emotions were raw and real. These words carried the purest love he had to offer—so pure that even he was moved to tears by his own devotion.
He took a deep breath, wiped away his tears, and hit send.
But the next second, a red exclamation mark appeared—they were no longer friends.
In the dark of night, that glaring red reflected on Ye Liangchen’s face, freezing him in place. His grip loosened, and his phone clattered to the ground.
For a moment, he stood there, dazed. "Am I… hallucinating?"
His gaze dropped to the fallen phone.
Then, his hands flew to his hair as he let out a strangled cry. "No! She really deleted me…"
He couldn’t accept it. He simply couldn’t.
Nine years—no, high school was over, so ten years. Ten years of knowing each other, and she just… deleted him? How heartless did she have to be?
"Long Aotian, is this your way of fighting me? How low can you sink?" Ye Liangchen’s eyes burned red as he growled the question.
"Hu Yuying, Li Qingxue, Lin Wanning… You’re mine. All of you should belong to me…"
His fists clenched so tightly they trembled. Then, suddenly, he laughed—a genuine, chilling laugh. "Things are getting interesting now."
Just then, footsteps approached. Ye Liangchen turned, wiped his face, and strode toward the newcomer with his hands in his pockets.
"Xue Shaohua. Got a minute?"
Xue Shaohua frowned. "Do we have anything to talk about?"
"Who knows? Maybe we do." Ye Liangchen shrugged.
Xue Shaohua studied him, then glanced at his roommates. "Go ahead without me."
Once they were alone, Xue Shaohua crossed his arms. "Well? What do you want?"
"I need Hu Yuying’s phone number." Ye Liangchen cut straight to the point. He didn’t ask for her contact info because he knew she’d never accept a stranger’s request.
Seeing Xue Shaohua’s hesitation, Ye Liangchen waved a hand. "Don’t rush to say no. After all, I can arrange for her to spend a night with you."
Since Hu Yuying had betrayed him first, and since she was no longer "pure," he had no qualms about striking a deal with Xue Shaohua. Once his plan succeeded, he could just let her spend one night with him as payment.
What man could resist such an offer?
As he spoke, Ye Liangchen watched Xue Shaohua’s expression closely. The flicker of interest confirmed his success.
A confident smirk tugged at his lips. Of course no one could refuse his treasure girl—it was only natural to be tempted.
"So? What do you say?"
Xue Shaohua snapped out of his daze, but his expression darkened. "I… don’t actually have Hu Yuying’s number yet."
"What?" Ye Liangchen’s smirk vanished. "You useless waste of space! You don’t even have her number, and you dare dream of chasing my treasure girl? Go eat sht!"
Xue Shaohua was at the age of youthful arrogance. Seeing Hu Yuying run toward another guy today had already put him in a foul mood. Then, when he tried to show off, Ye Liangchen upstaged him. And now, the guy even had the nerve to insult him, telling him to "go eat shit."
Without hesitation, Xue Shaohua shoved Ye Liangchen.
"Oh, you dare push me?"
"Who the hell told you to insult me?"
Just because Ye Liangchen acted meek around Long Aotian didn’t mean he’d take crap from anyone else. He shoved right back.
Three minutes later…
The two of them sat on the curb, both sporting a few bruises and scrapes.
Ye Liangchen chugged the last of his canned beer in one go. "Now that was a damn good fight," he said, then glanced at Xue Shaohua with a grin. "Holding your own against me? I’ll admit, you’ve got skill."
"Join me."
"Ha." Xue Shaohua’s smile didn’t reach his eyes.
Ye Liangchen chuckled and cracked open another beer. "I know you like Hu Yuying. But let me tell you straight—without my help, you’ll never get her in this lifetime."
Xue Shaohua scoffed. "Who the hell do you think you are? All talk, but you couldn’t even get her phone number."
"I’m her classmate. I know her better than you do. As for the number, she changed it—I just haven’t gotten the new one yet."
"Don’t doubt me. You’ve already seen how I operate. And what do you have to lose by working with me? Why not give it a shot?"
Truth be told, Xue Shaohua was tempted. Like Ye Liangchen said, he had nothing to lose. If it worked, he’d get Hu Yuying. If it didn’t… well, what was the downside?
"How do you want to work together?"
"Relax, no rush. Just tip me off whenever Hu Yuying’s alone."
Ye Liangchen was confident. Once he exposed Long Aotian’s ugly side to Hu Yuying and Li Qingxue, they’d definitely start having doubts. And once cracks formed between them… well, heh.
[The Knight Bro gazes at you solemnly and declares, "I acknowledge you!" Happy now? (laughs)]
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