Chapter 398: You Don't Seem to Understand Her at All

Early morning, mist hung thick over the road.

Jiang Nian finished his breakfast on the road and glanced up at the white-blanketed street.

He didn't run into the undercover Sister Feifei, which was rather regrettable.

Long live Sister Feifei! (loudly)

He figured he really should win Sister Feifei over, to avoid getting hacked to death by two best friends in some future Shura field.

Same old saying—don't worry about whether the sandstorm comes or not.

Plant the tree first.

Before going upstairs, he casually checked. Typed: can saliva reduce swelling, hit enter, confirm, and the search popped up a pair of things.

"No, I'm not a foot fetishist!"

Jiang Nian felt it was all absurd, swiped away every webpage he'd opened, and casually pulled the lottery ticket from his pocket.

Ten thousand yuan—can do a lot of things.

Before morning self-study, the phone in Jiang Nian's pocket buzzed.

He glanced left and right, sneakily pulled out his phone, and saw a short message from Xu Qianqian: "Swollen, taking the day off."

The moment Jiang Nian saw the message, his face instantly broke into an Anya-style grin.

Swollen what?

That's how a greenhorn boy is—main feature is wild fantasies in his head. Even going so far as to badmouth his own dad in front of a girl he likes.

Now that is filial.

To have an in-depth exchange, Young Master really has worked hard.

"What are you grinning so sleazily about?" Li Hua came in from the end of the aisle, schoolbag in hand. "Saw it from way over there.

"You kid, sneaking a peek at porn in the classroom?"

"And you caught me—what sharp eyes." Jiang Nian unhurriedly snapped Li Hua's eraser in two with one hand.

Li Hua immediately stopped laughing, his face frozen stiff.

"You son of a bitch!!"

"What are you two putting on a show for this early in the morning?" Yao Bei Bei walked over, casually tossing Jiang Nian a soft little bread roll—Li Hua stood empty-handed and glanced at Huang Beibei.

"Where's mine?"

Yao Bei Bei shot him a look. "In your dreams."

"Eat shit, eat shit!" Li Hua blew up on the spot. "No, I'm really calling the cops, you guys isolating me or what?"

"Eating bread? Save some for me." Fatty walked into the classroom with his schoolbag on his back, saw the bread in Jiang Nian's hand,

and immediately grinned.

"Li Hua, don't eat it!"

"Wasn't me who said it, go find Ma Guojun." Jiang Nian tore off half and gave it to Fatty. "Hua, what a shame."

Li Hua was so angry he nearly leaped up, lunging to snatch it.

"It's all mine!"

"Has the group leader eaten?" Zhang Ningzhi arrived too, pulling a small bread roll from her pocket. "I've got one more here."

"Ooh, what's all this commotion?" Liu Yang saw the three fighting over

a single bread roll and froze. "Brothers, are times really this hard?"

Lin Dong, who entered the classroom last, jabbed a finger at him. "You son of a bitch have just lived the young master's life too long, completely out of touch with the masses.

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"What happened?" Huang Cailang looked up.

"Wild dogs fighting over food, no need to mind." A trace of sorrow crossed Yang Qiming's face—that scene last night had cut too deep.

The entire night, he hadn't been able to sleep.

The moment he closed his eyes, Lü Xuan's face surfaced in his mind. Slender brows with a slight arch, bright eyes and pearly teeth.

Thinking it over and over, he even felt he shouldn't have stumbled upon that scene.

He should have been under the car...

"Huang Cailang, have you eaten?" Zhou Yuting scooted her chair over and sat down, handing him the spoils from her bet.

"Here, eat this. I couldn't eat this morning."

In truth, she'd eaten breakfast on the way.

"Thanks, sis." Huang Cailang was overjoyed—the once thin and dark him had, over the past two months, grown steadily plumper.

Zhou Yuting hummed an acknowledgment and pulled review materials from the book stand.

Today, the second round of review was about to begin.

She couldn't help feeling a bit lost—the first round of review was a total joke. Test after test, she'd only improved by twenty points compared to before.

At this rate, she'd end up at a second-tier university she'd toss aside in a month.

Just as she was thinking this, she turned her head and saw her seatmate Yang Qiming's melancholy big face, and felt utterly speechless inside.

Oh god, dumped again? Bro.

"What's up with you?" she asked casually, keeping up her caring and gentle persona. "You look like you didn't sleep well last night?"

"It's not that I didn't sleep well, it's that I didn't sleep at all." Yang Qiming often let out a sigh and said, "In my heart... there's something."

Hearing that, Zhou Yuting instantly broke into a tiny-bean sweatdrop.

She thought, bro, tone it down, that's enough. If one day you go to the bathroom, are you gonna say you're going to handle some business at the station?

She didn't keep the conversation going, only responded with an awkward yet polite smile.

She turned her head again and looked toward Jiang Nian, who was making a ruckus over there.

Zhou Yuting watched that match yesterday afternoon as well. She had to admit, Jiang Nian really did have a lot of sexual tension now.

After moving up from his original class, it was as if he'd left barren soil. He'd taken root in suitable ground, and then started growing wildly.

Suddenly, Yang Qiming let out a loud sigh.

"Sigh."

Zhou Yuting glanced at him, pulled out a sheet of paper and handed it to him. Seeing him freeze without reacting, she even pushed it forward a bit.

Yang Qiming: "...

Li Qingrong practically squeezed into the classroom right as the morning study bell rang. The moment she entered, Nie Qiqi came over and grabbed her bag.

"Class Monitor

?? hehe."

Li Qingrong didn't quite understand, but let her be. When she reached her seat, she glanced at Jiang Nian, who was buried in his test paper.

Jiang Nian turned around and glanced at the class monitor.

"Overslept?"

"Mm-hmm." Li Qingrong nodded.

She didn't know why, but recently the quality of her sleep had gotten much better. Even when the weather turned cold, she didn't feel chilly.

Correspondingly, probably because she was going to bed early and waking up late. Even when she was home alone, she didn't tend to overthink as easily.

Zhang Ningzhi heard the class monitor go "mm-hmm," and couldn't help pricking up her ears. She thought to herself that the class monitor was actually pretty cute, going "mm-hmm" like that.

A sweet-smelling girl was nice too, but... Jiang Nian was a bit annoyed.

She didn't know what she was annoyed about either, but as long as she saw Jiang Nian. Or even just thought of Jiang Nian, the whole person would get unbearably irritated.

She always felt that the tomcat on the prowl wasn't behaving.

"Oh, I don't think I've seen this test paper of yours before." Jiang Nian reached out to take it, but accidentally brushed the class monitor's hand.

"Sorry, I was spacing out."

He moved his hand away without a change in expression, picked up the math test paper and glanced at it.

"Lend it to me for a look, I'll return it to you at noon?"

Li Qingrong nodded, "Mm."

Jiang Nian turned back, holding the math test paper. Just as he was planning to mull it over, he suddenly caught sight of Zhang Ningzhi's gaze.

For a moment, he couldn't help but get a chill.

He thought to himself that it shouldn't be, he really must have misread her. And Li Qingrong's desk was also surrounded by book stands, so no one could have seen.

Did Baby Zhizhi activate god's-eye view?

He read the test paper uneasily, secretly praying that Baby Zhizhi wouldn't really turn into a yandere—the kind of yandere who drags you back into her room.

Why are you wearing a jacket, isn't today the weekend?

Newly bought, you can't go out until you've used it all up.

Lost in wild thoughts, the morning classes ended.

During the break after third period, Jiang Nian finished reading the math test paper. He turned and returned the test paper to the class monitor, and Lü Xuan's words once again rang in his ear as auditory hallucination.

【You don't seem to understand her at all.】