No breakup unless widowed

Since the other party had firmly expressed a "don't bother me" attitude, Liu Chen'ang decided not to disturb her further. As a well-mannered third-generation heir of wealth, he wasn’t the type to cling desperately.

Watching the man retreat with an awkward smile, Zhou Jialu shook her head helplessly.

This felt right—going on a long trip without at least one attempt at being hit on would’ve felt off.

Who would’ve thought the haute couture Su Bai had arranged for her would come in handy so quickly?

Honestly, Zhou Jialu found the trench coat excessively luxurious.

But Su Bai had insisted on buying it for her.

After all, there was cashback involved.

And from another perspective, among Su Bai’s women, Zhou Jialu was the one who loved luxury goods the most.

So why not splurge on her?

Clearly, the coat had worked like a charm. Just the mention of its custom order—not even the actual item—was enough to make the would-be suitor back off.

Zhou Jialu immediately messaged Su Bai about the incident on WeChat.

Su Bai asked what the guy looked like.

[Zhou Jialu: Slicked-back hair, almost effeminate at first glance, looked like he wasn’t in great shape…]

This wasn’t Zhou Jialu exaggerating or slandering him.

On the contrary, her judgment was spot-on.

Liu Chen'ang really wasn’t in good health.

He’d been frail since childhood.

So despite being young—like Su Bai, starting college at eighteen—his physical condition was worlds apart.

Su Bai had only suffered the usual academic grind; his foundation was actually solid.

After a while, Zhou Jialu finally retrieved her suitcase.

Dragging her luggage, she found her Mercedes C-Class in the airport parking lot and drove straight to the Ascott.

Her heart raced with anticipation.

After days apart, she missed Su Bai terribly.

Plus, she couldn’t wait to show him some of the things she’d learned at the butler training course.

Some were practical skills, others… less orthodox.

The instructors included not only seasoned professional butlers but also one particularly unconventional teacher.

And when the teacher learned that Zhou Jialu and her husband were each other’s first loves—that he was the only man she’d ever been with—she was overcome with envy.

For women who climbed into the upper class on their looks alone, purity was often a luxury beyond their control.

Zhou Jialu had essentially struck gold overnight.

After chatting with her fellow trainees, Zhou Jialu became even more convinced of one thing:

Su Bai was the ultimate life-changing jackpot.

Meeting him was sheer, unbelievable luck.

Those seemingly glamorous socialites? Their actual quality of life could be… complicated.

Enduring mistreatment aside, many didn’t even reap much financial benefit.

Plenty of tycoons with eye-popping net worth treated their mistresses far less generously than Su Bai treated her.

Given the current economic climate, even big bosses often found themselves cash-strapped, drowning in unpaid debts.

Musing over her training experiences during the drive, Zhou Jialu’s heart swelled with overwhelming affection the moment she saw Su Bai at the hillside villa. She pounced on him, showering him with kisses.

"Hehe, so? Do you love it?"

"It’s amazing, senior! You’re so thoughtful!"

In theory, relationships should be about mutual effort.

Love goes both ways, right?

But reality often plays out differently.

Many girls treat their boyfriends—even husbands—with all the enthusiasm of a dead fish.

It really comes down to who holds the upper hand in the dynamic.

The next morning, Su Bai returned to campus for class.

Attendance was mandatory for this lecture, so he had to go.

Of course, that wasn’t the main reason. The real draw was seeing Chen Yusheng.

Dating a classmate in college had its perks—like being able to cling to each other during lectures.

The downside? If they ever broke up, seeing each other daily would be painfully awkward.

Electives would need careful scheduling to avoid overlap.

Hearing Su Bai ramble about this, Chen Yusheng suddenly turned serious.

"Are you thinking of breaking up?"

"…Huh? Girl, where’d that come from—"

"Teasing~ We’d never break up anyway." A mischievous grin spread across Chen Yusheng’s lips.

Su Bai paused before realizing she’d just pranked him.

Truth be told, the academic ace had a playful side too.

She just rarely showed it.

From Su Bai’s observations, Chen Yusheng only truly came alive around two people: her mother and Su Bai himself.

Otherwise, she was the epitome of icy reserve—like a solitary winter plum.

Then Chen Yusheng added, "In my world, love means forever. There’s no ‘breakup.’ Only ‘till death do us part.’"

That eerie glint in her eyes…

Kinda terrifying.

But honestly? Su Bai was into it.

Who wouldn’t adore a loyal, borderline-yandere, long-legged beauty with a cold exterior?

Besides, Chen Yusheng wasn’t actually aggressive. Her dynamic with the Wan sisters, for instance, was perfectly harmonious.

Credit to Wan Xinyan’s high EQ too.

Only when the professor stepped onto the podium and opened the slides did Su Bai and Chen Yusheng finally settle down, sitting properly to focus.

Though they still sneaked occasional hand-holding under the desk.

The surrounding classmates watched with envy.

The computer science department’s gender ratio was tragic to begin with.

Finally, a stunning beauty appears—only for Su Bai to claim her by late September.

But objectively speaking? No one could argue he didn’t deserve her.

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