Chapter 73: Xiao Chuchu Comes Looking

"Yo! It's not even spring yet, how come it feels like some people are already starting to get restless."

Luo Qiqi watched the two arrive together, their behavior intimate, and made a pointed remark.

Chen Shanni's cheeks flushed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly; she pretended to be calm and brushed a lock of hair from her forehead, as if she hadn't understood.

Yu Youwei and Wu Yue'er both felt a jolt in their hearts; a lone man and woman, who were also next-door neighbors—it might be nothing now, but it would be hard to say later.

Wu Yue'er decided she would bring up the matter of renting a place with Chen Shanni in a moment.

Yu Youwei, meanwhile, said, "Qiqi, don't make random jokes."

Shen Yan didn't take it to heart at all; he parked the car and looked toward Lin Yang and the others, who were riding over from the other side. After a vacation, everyone had undergone significant changes. Lin Yang had spent money to buy a small electric scooter, while Zhu Baoping and Tang Song, because their homes were too far away, had chosen to stay at school for the National Day holiday to find odd jobs to supplement their living expenses.

Tang Song had taken over a second-hand electric scooter from a senior and was riding slowly with Yuan Mingqing on the back; it was a scene of mutual affection that made others envious. Zhu Baoping was holding a small umbrella, straddling a second-hand bicycle.

Seeing Wu Yue'er again after many days of separation, Lin Yang patted his small electric scooter and immediately boasted, "Yue'er, look at how this vehicle of mine is."

Wu Yue'er said it was not bad, and Lin Yang was instantly as happy as a fool, patting his chest and saying, "I'll pick you up for class from now on; walking all the time isn't a solution."

"No need, I bought a bicycle, I just haven't ridden it out yet."

Lin Yang looked as if he had been struck by lightning.

In the classroom, after the first month of adaptation and integration, the freshmen all looked a bit more like university students.

The freshman curriculum wasn't too heavy, consisting mostly of foundational courses. The first class was the large lecture "Marxist Principles." Law Class One and Class Two were gathered in a spacious tiered lecture hall. As soon as Shen Yan walked into the classroom, the students from both classes looked over in unison.

There was also a portion of people sizing up Chen Shanni.

By now, who didn't know that Law Class One had two incredible existences? One had won two million in a lottery and bought a car and a house, while the other came from a wealthy family and had bought an apartment right outside the school.

Shen Yan walked straight toward the back row, but Lin Yang grabbed him and said, "Old Shen, good students should sit in the front row."

Shen Yan grinned, "But I'm not a good student."

Freshmen are always like this, harboring full hearts of enthusiasm and curiosity, like tender buds blooming in the spring, full of a desire to explore everything new around them. Their eyes are filled with determination, setting grand ambitions to absorb all kinds of nutrients in this soil of knowledge that is university, constantly enriching and strengthening themselves. They believe that through continuous effort, they will eventually shine on the path of life.

However, as time passes and the passion gradually fades, they will eventually realize that reality is not always as beautiful as they imagined. The heavy coursework and complex interpersonal relationships all make them feel confused and exhausted. The sense of novelty that once existed gradually disappears, replaced by boredom and numbness.

Those who can persist to the end are often few and far between.

Sitting down in the back row, Hao Anqi sent a picture at the right moment—it was a shot of the class in session—and then asked Shen Yan for the course schedule. Shen Yan sent it over directly.

Suddenly, Shen Yan noticed the seat next to him sink; it was actually Xiao Chuchu. She had light makeup on, her red lips vivid, and a refreshing scent of rose perfume lingered around her.

Xiao Chuchu first gave a charming smile and said, "Big handsome guy, so passive on the very first class?" Shen Yan raised an eyebrow and said, "Sitting in the back row isn't necessarily being passive; it's just convenient for doing some small things."

Xiao Chuchu asked again, "Why didn't you accept my QQ request earlier?" Shen Yan indicated he hadn't noticed and didn't play on QQ much, saying, "Let me see which one it is, I'll accept it now."

Did this girl think he had money and therefore set her sights on him?

Soldiers come, the general blocks; water comes, the earth covers. Shen Yan couldn't be bothered to guess the other party's motives, so he opened his book and started reading on his own, chatting with Hao Anqi occasionally.

Xiao Chuchu said from the side, "Big handsome guy, let me treat you to a meal after class."

"Sorry, I have a date with my girlfriend."

"Ah! You have a girlfriend? How come I haven't heard Youwei and the others mention it?" Xiao Chuchu's face showed suspicion.

For the past two days, Shen Yan had been the center of discussion in their dormitory—possessing huge sums of money, buying a house and car on his own, driving steadily—no matter which aspect, he was clearly not on the same level as ordinary students.

Xiao Chuchu vaguely felt that Yu Youwei was particularly special toward Shen Yan, and even the most outstanding girl in the dorm, Wu Yue'er, seemed to have a good impression of Shen Yan, even if it was under the guise of being "good buddies."

Pure friendship between men and women? Tell that to the ghosts.

Xiao Chuchu scoffed at this.

In fact, Xiao Chuchu didn't have it easy in the dormitory; there was always an invisible force excluding her, making her feel out of place. However, she didn't care; if this place won't keep me, there are other places that will.

There are so many people in the world, why worry about not being able to make friends?

Although she was inferior to Yu Youwei and Wu Yue'er in every aspect, if she could take down Shen Yan, the two of them would definitely be furious.

Xiao Chuchu was very confident in herself; what man doesn't stray? Lust was the best entry point. She had already started fantasizing: if she and Shen Yan became a couple, she would have a handsome, wealthy boyfriend doting on her. As long as she played the part of a sweet little woman, others would definitely be incredibly envious.

Besides, she could sit in the passenger seat of a BMW, go on trips occasionally, post on social media, and become the focus of everyone's attention.

Now, hearing suddenly that Shen Yan had a girlfriend who popped out of nowhere, Xiao Chuchu didn't believe it at all; otherwise, how could Yu Youwei, his childhood friend, not know?

Xiao Chuchu just assumed Shen Yan didn't like her and was making up an excuse. It didn't matter; a woman chasing a man is like a layer of gauze—Shen Yan wouldn't be able to escape her grasp.

Even if he really had a girlfriend, so what? As long as the hoe is swung well, there's no corner that can't be dug. She was determined to have this man.

Lin Yang in the front row noticed this scene, his expression somewhat playful. He poked Zhu Baoping and said, "Old Zhu, look, Xiao Chuchu is going after Old Shen. I told you she was a flirt, but you didn't believe me."

Zhu Baoping's face turned livid; he cursed "slattern" under his breath and simultaneously felt a surge of resentment toward Shen Yan.

Upon their first meeting, he had been attracted by Xiao Chuchu's pitiful beauty, but alas, the falling flowers had intent, while the flowing water had no heart. Later, when Xiao Chuchu went to chat up Lin Yang, he had comforted himself by saying it was just normal interaction between classmates. Now that the facts were before his eyes, he couldn't help but believe it.

At this moment, Zhu Baoping developed an infinite craving for money; he wanted to earn a lot, a lot of money, so that those women who had once looked down on him would regret it and come crawling to him on their own.