After class, Su Bai and Wang Haoran went to eat at the second floor of the cafeteria.
Honestly, the premium stir-fry dishes on the second floor are actually quite tasty.
Though the dishes are fairly homestyle, they’re satisfying enough to eat regularly.
So, what kind of food isn’t satisfying in the long run?
For example, the Japanese restaurant where Su Bai has a membership card.
The ¥1299 all-you-can-eat menu offers high-quality meat, whether it’s teppanyaki-style or served in a hot pot—both perfectly suited to Su Bai’s tastes.
After all, he loves meat.
But eating it every day would get old fast.
The second-floor cafeteria near the boys’ dorm, however, is a reliable everyday option.
So whenever they finish class and don’t know what to eat, Su Bai and Wang Haoran come here to order a few dishes.
"Bai, I heard our class got a new rich kid—Liu Chen'ang, an exchange student from abroad."
"Oh."
"...Why are you so indifferent?"
"Should I have some dramatic reaction? Should I hiss at him or something?" Su Bai retorted. "Nah, rich kids have their own circles. Not my business!"
"You’re a rich kid too."
"It’s different. My circle’s full of pretty girls—I can’t be bothered with those trust fund types."
"...You’re unbelievable."
In Wang Haoran’s experience, rich kids usually run in circles with other well-off friends, spending their time clubbing, racing cars, and the like.
But Su Bai didn’t seem interested in any of that…
Wang Haoran couldn’t resist asking about it.
Su Bai shook his head. "Not that I’m not interested. If I get the chance, I’ll definitely try it out. But for now, I’m more into food. Oh, and basketball—the team captain told me to practice this afternoon. I’ll head over after a nap in the dorm."
With his system-enhanced physique, it’d be a waste not to show off on the court.
As for the racing and clubbing Wang Haoran mentioned…
Well, he couldn’t skip those either.
They were expensive hobbies, perfect for meeting the system’s indulgence criteria.
Su Bai planned to visit a car expo soon, pick out a sports car, and have it custom-ordered on the spot.
Once delivered, he’d park it at his current place—a duplex in Shanshui—until he found a villa to buy.
Simple plan, really. Just buy what he wanted.
"Oh, and Xue Tao said Liu Chen'ang’s family is like, top-tier in Jiangcheng," Wang Haoran added.
"How top-tier?"
"Roughly equal to a hundred Chu Mingzhes."
"Bro, since when is Old Chu a unit of measurement? Why didn’t Xue Tao use himself as the benchmark?" Su Bai laughed.
"Eh, those two are still rivals, even though you’ve kinda beaten them both into submission…"
"Beat them? I’m a pacifist, okay?"
"Yeah, yeah."
As they ate and joked around, an unexpected visitor approached Su Bai.
A very… well, pretty guy.
That might’ve been an impolite description, but the pale, delicate-looking boy gave off that vibe.
"You’re Su Bai, right?"
"...Yeah. Can I help you?"
"I’m Liu Chen'ang, the new exchange student in our class. Nice to meet you."
Su Bai shook his hand, baffled.
Then he noticed—this guy’s hand was soft, smooth, and pale…
Wait, why did it feel like a girl’s hand?
Given how many girls’ hands Su Bai had held recently, the comparison was natural.
So…
…
Well.
Mystery solved.
Not a rich guy—a rich girl!
But according to Wang Haoran, everyone else thought she was male.
So Su Bai kept his realization to himself, greeting her with a polite smile.
"W-Well, I’ll go order now. See you around!"
Liu Chen'ang hurried off, flustered.
[Ding! Detected S-tier beauty: Liu Chenyang (Liu Chen'ang). Favorability +2. Current favorability: 75.]
Damn!
She already liked him that much at first sight?
This rich girl must be a sucker for looks.
Running into an S-tier beauty living as a guy was unexpected.
Jiangcheng University’s computer science department really had all kinds of talent.
A gathering of legends!
"Bai, did I imagine it, or did Liu Chen'ang look kinda pained just now?" Wang Haoran mused.
"Not pained," Su Bai said solemnly. "I didn’t do anything."
"Really? I thought it was one of those rich kid showdowns—all polite on the surface, but secretly testing each other’s grip strength during the handshake… Like, one’s from a martial arts family, the other’s a retired special forces kingpin, locked in an even match…"
"What kind of web novels are you reading? Cut it out!"
Su Bai nearly spat out his pork rib and seaweed soup, laughing at Wang Haoran’s absurd imagination.
But no matter how wild his theories got, he’d never guess Liu Chen'ang was actually a girl—or how Su Bai had figured it out.
……
"Ugh, damn it! What’s… what’s wrong with that guy? Why did I…?"
In the bathroom.
Liu Chen'ang crouched in the farthest stall, fuming.
……
Honestly, she’d shaken hands with plenty of people in social settings.
It always felt normal. With Su Bai, it was just a standard greeting too.
So why did his handshake feel so… weird?
Was it…? No, no, that couldn’t be. She hadn’t noticed anything unusual at the time.
Which meant the strangeness came from Su Bai himself.
Her instincts about him were right.
Su Bai was the kind of guy who radiated masculine charm.
Becoming friends with him was a good call.
Later.
Liu Chen'ang returned to her place for a nap.
She’d rented a two-bedroom suite at the Ascott near campus—one room for sleeping, the other as a study—paid for the full year.
Luxurious enough, and practical.
She slept soundly until 2:30 PM.
No night sweats, no startling awake.
Normally, her sleep was restless, but today, she’d been unusually calm.
Was it… because of the handshake with Su Bai?
The moment that thought crossed her mind, Liu Chen'ang let out a light, melodic laugh.
"Seriously, I’m overthinking this…"
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