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Watching Liu Qianxia frozen in uncertainty, Li Mengying broke into a smile that could chill the devil himself.
“Since you haven’t eaten yet either, Liu Qianxia, why not join us~? We’ve barely started on lunch.”
Why the sudden generosity from Li Mengying, inviting Liu Qianxia to share their meal?
The motive was straightforward.
She’d laid the bait perfectly.
If Liu Qianxia refused, Li Mengying could whisper to Ye Hao that it was guilt talking.
If she accepted, she’d walk straight into the trap.
The moment she showed up, Li Mengying’s chances would edge even higher.
Seeing Li Mengying’s cutthroat drive to shove her aside, Liu Qianxia bit her lip.
It clicked for her now—Li Mengying liked Ye Hao too.
All those lunches she’d packed for him must’ve convinced Li Mengying they were an item.
But after yesterday’s botched confession—likely overheard by her—that explained today’s ambush.
Give up, just like that?
No chance.
Ye Hao was it for her.
Even if others came along, she’d only ever want this one.
Sensing the weird tension in the air, Ye Hao glanced at Li Mengying’s sly, narrowed-eyed grin, then over at Liu Qianxia lingering by the door.
What were these two scheming about now?
He mulled it over.
Liu Qianxia had looked after him for ages, and she hadn’t eaten today.
Plenty of space here too.
So Ye Hao cut through the awkwardness first.
“Hey, Liu Qianxia—if you haven’t had lunch, come sit with us~”
Li Mengying’s elaborate plot hadn’t accounted for Ye Hao jumping in like that.
Her plan to steer the vibe her way started unraveling fast.
All she could hope now was for Liu Qianxia to know her place and stay put.
Bailing right then would be perfect.
At worst, if Liu Qianxia joined them, the spotlight of embarrassment would swing to Li Mengying—not her.
After all, Ye Hao had extended the invite himself.
If she rolled with it, Li Mengying couldn’t pipe up without looking like she was slapping Ye Hao in the face.
One wrong word, and it’d all blow up in her own.
“Come on over, Liu Qianxia~?”
Deep down, even Li Mengying felt a twinge of nerves saying it.
She dreaded Liu Qianxia catching on to the setup.
Staring at the two of them huddled together, Liu Qianxia felt her heart twist like a knife.
If only she hadn’t mustered the guts to confess yesterday.
None of this mess would’ve unfolded.
If she’d stayed her usual timid self and skipped the confession, she’d be the one beside Ye Hao right now.
Yeah.
Why the hell had she confessed to him yesterday?
Why?
What was she after?
What did she even hope to gain?
The memory of her lust-fogged brain yesterday left Liu Qianxia drained.
Regret hit hard.
She regretted that burst of courage.
Why’d she do something so damn stupid…
Watching Li Mengying chime in to back Ye Hao, Liu Qianxia just shook her head.
She slipped out of the classroom without a sound.
Like a stray pup left in the rain, clutching her bento as she trudged away, head low.
Maybe…
For her, this was freedom at last.
Watching Liu Qianxia slink off, Li Mengying let out a quiet breath of relief.
Heh heh heh.
Think she could go toe-to-toe with Li Mengying?
She’d braced for a fight.
But nope—just folded and left.
“Looks like Liu Qianxia’s off to track down that guy. Let’s finish up~”
“That so?”
Ye Hao scratched his cheek, eyeing Liu Qianxia’s retreating back.
“Then dig in. More meatballs? I got a ton left.”
“Hell yeah. Why pass?”
Right then, outside the classroom…
Liu Qianxia hovered by the door, eavesdropping.
Their voices drifted out, and tears started spilling down her cheeks, hot and unstoppable.
Should she quit?
The question clawed at her chest.
Part of her couldn’t bear walking away.
But handing Ye Hao over without a fight?
That stung too.
She just couldn’t match Li Mengying.
Wasn’t half as quick with words, or charming.
And…
Nowhere near as stunning.
The girl had the looks, the family money, the silver tongue.
No contest—she’d lose every time.
But…
She still couldn’t let go.
Just two months to go.
After that, everyone scattered to the winds.
Who wouldn’t swing for the fences now?
Her grades were solid—plenty of time to spare.
She wouldn’t quit.
She just plain liked Ye Hao. Liked that doofus scarfing down food with that goofy look on his face.
Even she hadn’t clocked it yet.
She’d fallen for him.
Fallen so deep she couldn’t climb out.
But she was soft at her core.
Without Ye Hao’s kindness back then, she’d probably still be catching hell from bullies somewhere.
“I… I won’t give up… Sniff…”
Lunch wrapped, Li Mengying slumped at her desk.
Her eyes locked on Ye Hao, who’d dove straight back into his problem-solving trance.
Ye Hao wasn’t your average guy, that much was clear.
Anyone else would’ve been yapping at her by now.
But check this fool out—what was he doing?
Grinding papers. Grinding. More grinding.
Did those damn problems really outshine her, a knockout like this?
Spoiler: yeah.
To Ye Hao, all those flashy, seductive vixens were background noise.
He’d seen through it all.
Faced with painted skeletons, it was like strolling into a steam bath—total meh.
No spark, no rush.
Problems, though?
Problems were the real deal.
He was half-tempted to marry the stack.
Books had golden houses, knockout beauties.
Books were the ladder to progress, the torch blazing since the wild days!
Ah!
Words failed him.
That bone-deep love for knowledge, everywhere, all at once.
Ah! Knowledge!
Women?
Keep ’em at arm’s length—or further.
Don’t cockblock his grind session!
And so it went.
Li Mengying propped her chin, staring him down.
Ye Hao, deep in post-climax zen mode, blanked her completely.
Until… She snapped.
Screw this!
What was so great about problems!?
Handful of points, tops.
What was there to scribble about!?
Outfit not doing it for him today!?
Give her one glance, you moron!
Idiot! Total bonehead!
Palms slamming the desk, Li Mengying rocketed to her feet.
Lips pursed, cheeks ballooned in a huff, she marched right up to him.
“Hey, hand over a sheet?”
Look!
Just look her way!
After all that today—the indirect kiss—step up already!
Sure, she’d snuck the advantage.
But! Girl here! A girl’s first time was sacred!
Someone yapping pulled Ye Hao from his haze.
He blinked up, saw Li Mengying with hands on hips.
Scratched his temple with the pen end. What the…?
Why was she still glued here!?
That bored!?
“What’d you say again?”
“Paper! Gotta see what kinda paper’s got you glued… Not even a peek my way…”
Ye Hao: ???
Speak up, would ya!?
Mumbling like a gnat—who catches that!?
Voice faded at the end, sure.
But “paper” rang clear.
Oh—she was into grinding too!?
Small world.
He, Ye Hao, lived for it.
Especially the brutal ones.
For real—if you want paper, say so.
He wasn’t the petty type.
Just sheets—no biggie.
Why the blush!?
Tch.
Women.
“Problems? Stack over there—easy mode. Grab a few, give ’em a whirl. Stumped? Hit me up.”
“I…”
Ye Hao ducking back down?
Li Mengying was done.
This guy’s skull—lead or what!? Who wanted problems!?
She wanted him, Ye Hao!
“Go get ’em.”
That cocky smirk from Ye Hao?
Her whole face went boom—flushed beet red.
“Mm…”
Snagging an “easy” sheet, cheeks still scorching, Li Mengying slapped her face lightly.
Breathe.
Breathe.
It’s just paper…
You got this, Li Mengying!
Swearing it to herself, she snatched the pen.
Eyes hit problem one.
Dead simple.
Her lips twitched up.
That it!?
That all!?
Nailing the kiddie firstie, she slid to the next.
Next.
Next.
Next.
Nex…
Nex…
Nex!
What in the fresh hell!?
Learned it anywhere!?
No memory of the point!
What even was this crap!?
Sixth problem in!?
Sixth already, and toast!?
Nah, nah—nerves.
Blackout from stress.
Skip.
Shelf it.
Next.
Deeper in, her grip shook harder.
Back half? Basics only!
Zilch on the big points!
Tap Ye Hao for help!?
No.
Hell no. Too cringe.
He’d dubbed these easy.
Begging on easy stuff!? Total loser vibe…
Nope. Can’t.
Just basic problems stumped her?
As if!
Rank two!
Ten points shy of Ye Hao!
He crushed ’em—she why not!?
And just like that, oblivious, the bell rang.
***
Class time.
Liu Qianxia, mindset reset, dragged her tired self back to her seat.
Fight.
You can do it, Liu Qianxia.
You’ve known Ye Hao longest!
No quitting!
But…
This Li Mengying looked beat…
Sneak peek at her desk.
That…
Problems!?
Why’s she grinding!?
What’s the deal!?
Don’t tell me…
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