Chapter 698

At 11:30 p. m., Yan Zhusheng finished her shower, returned to the bedroom, sat on Li Luo's chair with her wet hair dripping, and pulled out the hair dryer from the drawer.

Then she turned her head sideways to look at Li Luo on the bed, her eyes never blinking.

Li Luo instantly understood her intent; before he even turned toward her, he got up from the bed, walked behind Yan Zhusheng, took the hair dryer, plugged it in, and began drying her hair.

While enjoying Li Luo's hair-drying service, Yan Zhusheng sat sideways, facing Ying Chanxi on the bed, holding her phone in her hands, doing something unknown.

Ying Chanxi paid no attention, merely took a screenshot of her finalized class schedule and sent it privately to Li Luo.

Then she idly scrolled through WeChat Moments.

She didn't realize until she scrolled that Yan Zhusheng had just updated her Moments.

【Yan Zhusheng】: Tonight was very happy.

Three photos attached.

One close-up of linked hands, one selfie with Li Luo, and finally a close-up of a couple's movie ticket.

Ying Chanxi opened it, glanced once, then angrily closed it—only to see moments later that many people had liked Yan Zhusheng's post.

Like Xu Yinghuan, Zhao Rongjun, Qiao Xinyan, and several other classmates she'd known from high school.

But soon, Ying Chanxi's eyes widened.

Because she saw Yuan Wanqing had liked it too!

"Zhusheng?!" Ying Chanxi couldn't help shouting, "Didn't you block anyone?"

"I blocked them," Yan Zhusheng blinked, puzzled. "I blocked everyone who shouldn't see it."

"Then why did Aunt Yuan like it?!" Ying Chanxi asked, irritated. "Now Aunt Yuan knows everything!"

"Mom already knew," Yan Zhusheng said seriously. "She knows you're also with Li Luo. She knows we sleep together every day."

"What?!" Ying Chanxi jolted upright on the bed, startled. "H-How did Aunt Yuan find out?!"

"I told Mom."

Ying Chanxi: "???"

"Wait… what exactly did you tell her?"

"I just told her that both me and my sister want to be with Li Luo."

"I never agreed to that!" Ying Chanxi's face flushed red; she sat cross-legged on the bed, propping her hands in front of her, flustered. "Don't go telling Aunt Yuan random stuff—what if my dad finds out?!"

"So, sister, do you disagree with me and you both being with Li Luo, or do you disagree with me telling Mom about it?" Yan Zhusheng tilted her head.

This question was razor-sharp—it left Ying Chanxi speechless.

Ying Chanxi stammered, her face burning red, but finally muttered softly: "I'm just worried my dad will find out… what if he gets angry and kicks me out of here?"

As she spoke, Ying Chanxi sounded almost wounded: "If that really happens… oh no… it's all your fault! I don't even know what to say anymore."

"It's fine," Yan Zhusheng patted her chest, assuring Ying Chanxi. "Mom said she'll keep it secret—even from Dad."

"Huh…?" Ying Chanxi paused, stunned by Yan Zhusheng's words. "D-Dad?"

"Yes," Yan Zhusheng blinked. "If Uncle Ying is with Mom, then he's my dad too."

Ying Chanxi: "…"

"Oh, by the way," Yan Zhusheng added. "Mom said if you're willing to call her Mom, she'll convince Dad to let us be together."

Ying Chanxi pulled a wry smile; she wasn't as naive as Yan Zhusheng thought, and squinted, letting out a dry laugh: "You made that up, didn't you? Aunt Yuan would never say something like that."

Yan Zhusheng glanced away guiltily, then boldly met Ying Chanxi's gaze again: "Even if I made it up, if you do it, Mom will definitely side with us."

Hearing this, Li Luo, who was still drying Yan Zhusheng's hair, felt a flicker of interest.

Ying Chanxi said nothing, huffed, and lay back down on the bed—no one could tell if she agreed or not.

After Li Luo finished drying Yan Zhusheng's hair, they both got into bed.

Li Luo held one girl on each side; near dawn, Xu Youyu arrived, and the four of them quickly fell asleep.

…

The next morning.

Li Luo woke up at six a. m. as usual and went downstairs with Xixi and Zhusheng for morning run.

After the workout, while eating breakfast at the downstairs café, Li Luo asked: "What are you two doing today?"

"Nothing planned," Yan Zhusheng shook her head. "Probably practice piano at home."

"What about you, Xixi?" Li Luo turned to Ying Chanxi. "We're going to the movies tonight. During the day, I've class in the morning and need to write in the afternoon."

"Our class has something too," Ying Chanxi recalled. "Textbooks are being moved, but the monitor already assigned the boys—girls just wait in the dorm."

"Plus, the secretariat has tasks to handle."

"Senior Meng asked me to come over this afternoon to get familiar with the work."

"So your department's all clear?"

"Yes," Yan Zhusheng shook her head. "The head said I don't need to do anything—just sing when the school needs performances."

"They've hit the jackpot," Li Luo chuckled, ruffling Yan Zhusheng's hair. "By the way, isn't there a campus Top Ten Singers contest? Are you entering?"

"Jin Yan mentioned it," Yan Zhusheng blinked, thinking back. "Music students aren't allowed to join the Top Ten Singers contest."

"There's a rule like that?"

"Otherwise, there'd be no point in holding it."

"That makes sense…"

"What about you?" Ying Chanxi, listening to their chat, turned to Li Luo. "Is your external relations department busy?"

"The department probably has things, but I doubt I'll have any," Li Luo shrugged helplessly. "We're grouped by senior year, and Youyu-sis pulled me into a separate team to handle businesses along Xijie and Tianjie."

"How to put it…"

"My dad spent the past two years setting up a WeChat group for Xijie merchants."

"Plus, we own three shops there, and Dad's well-liked and respected in the area."

"So the sponsorship segment our group handles basically has no issues to resolve."

"This year, we just need to expand into the Tianjie market—it's not urgent to rush before classes start."

Ying Chanxi listened, stunned, never imagining Li Guohong was this capable.

In fact, Li Luo hadn't expected it either.

This matter was only brought up by Xu Youyu after Li Luo joined the External Relations Department during military training.

After Xu Youyu joined the External Relations Department, Li Guohong heard about it and pulled her into that merchant WeChat group, letting her directly add store managers as friends.

Added to that, Li Guohong's hotpot shop and Lin Xiu's milk tea shop had already set a high standard—after securing sponsorship, they indeed drew in many Qian University students, and business boomed.

Xu Youyu herself was articulate and effortlessly secured a large amount of sponsorship resources.

So at least half of her current vice-deputy position's credit belongs to Li Guohong.

After learning this, Li Luo was first amused and exasperated, then somewhat comforted.

In his past life, Li Guohong had toiled endlessly at his family's breakfast shop.

Now that he'd finally escaped that repetitive labor, he'd finally gained his own new life.

Running a hotpot shop seemed busy too, but Li Guohong enjoyed the hustle—it gave him a sense of purpose and value, rather than wasting time mindlessly at the breakfast shop.

After breakfast, Li Luo and the other two returned to Bihai Lanting.

With time still early, Li Luo went to his bedroom to type; Ying Chanxi took breakfast up to Xu Youyu, who was still sleeping in bed.

Yan Zhusheng went to the piano room to warm up her voice, then practiced piano.

Ying Chanxi poured Li Luo water and sliced fruit; after finishing, she sat on the edge of the bed scrolling through her phone.

When the time reached just after seven in the morning, Li Luo pulled out his phone and sent a message to Liang Yuling.

【Li Luo】: Meet at 8:30 at the library to pick up textbooks. Liang Yuling, notify the whole class. Stay in the dorm this morning—we'll come down to collect the books @Liang Yuling

【Li Luo】: Chi Lingfeng, gather the guys—three or four people should be enough @Chi Lingfeng

【Li Luo】: Wu Xuanyi, ask the girls if anyone wants to help—completely voluntary @Wu Xuanyi

【Chi Lingfeng】: Received.

【Wu Xuanyi】: Received.

【Liang Yuling】: Received!

【Liang Yuling】: Monitor, are you coming up this morning?

【Li Luo】: I'll drive straight to the library entrance—you just load the books into my car, and I'll deliver them to the dorms.

【Chi Lingfeng】: You have a car, Monitor?

【Li Luo】: Yeah. See you at 8:30.

After sending the messages, Li Luo resumed typing.

Until just after eight, Ying Chanxi reminded him—he got up, drove her first to her dorm, then headed through the southern gate and arrived smoothly beside the library.

To be fair.

Although Li Luo had driven daily, except for his roommate, none of his classmates had ever seen him get out of the car.

Now, a line had formed before the library; representatives from each class were queuing to sign in and enter in order by college to collect books.

"Why so many people?"

After getting out of the car, Li Luo walked to the library entrance, glanced at the ten guys behind Chi Lingfeng, and couldn't help but laugh: "You all came?"

"The monitor's order, who dares disobey?" Wen Zexuan chuckled.

"There's nothing else to do anyway," Cheng Xin added beside him. "Getting out for a walk isn't bad."

"You coming's fine," Li Luo laughed, looking past Liang Yuling and Wu Xuanyi. "But why so many girls?"

Not everyone came, but nearly ten girls had shown up.

Li Luo had only meant it as a casual request—never expected such strong turnout.

"Ahem..." Wu Xuanyi sidled up to Li Luo and whispered, "Originally only one or two were coming, but once they heard you were driving, a whole crowd showed up."

Li Luo: "..."

What's so special about the car?

He just didn't get these girls.

"Are we up yet?" Li Luo asked Liang Yuling.

"Three more classes ahead—we'll be next soon."

"OK."

After waiting another ten minutes, the teacher called out Humanities Class One.

Li Luo led the group forward—over twenty people surged forward, startling the teacher.

"Why so many of you? There won't be enough bags for even one per person."

"Ahem... students are just enthusiastic," Li Luo brushed off, then waved for Chi Lingfeng and the others to step up.

The girls didn't just stand around watching—since they'd come, they stepped forward to help.

Cheng Xin had been carrying one heavy bag alone when a girl came over and lightly lifted one corner—making his face flush red.

"Have some dignity!" Wen Zexuan shook his head, exasperated.

"You don't understand," Cheng Xin muttered under his breath, still embarrassed.

Because of the crowd, Humanities Class One moved fastest—within less than a minute, all required textbooks were divided and loaded into the trunk of Li Luo's Audi.

The last few bags wouldn't fit, so they were shoved into the back seat.

Once done, Li Luo said: "Head back to the dorm building and wait—I'll drop off the books at the girls' dorms first."

"Liang Yuling, post in the group—tell the rest of the girls to come downstairs."

"We're on our way."

"Got it, class monitor!" Liang Yuling quickly replied, pulling out her phone to @everyone.

Watching Li Luo drive toward the dormitory complex, the students of Humanities Class One felt a pang of emotion.

Some observant students had already noticed that many classes had only a few boys, who had to carry their books in bags on foot to the dorms—time-consuming, exhausting, and tiring.

Of course, some people had come on three-wheeled electric scooters, able to haul books for others.

But each trip cost fifty yuan.

Logically, the cost should've been deducted directly from the class fund—roughly one yuan per person.

But with a class monitor like Li Luo, who could save that money, it was naturally all the better.

Just as everyone was sighing and hurrying back to the dorms, they discovered, upon reaching the entrance, that besides Li Luo's Audi, two large boxes of bubble tea had appeared.

"One cup each—help yourselves," Li Luo said. "Boys put in more effort—come get yours first."

"Long live the class monitor!" Chi Lingfeng led the way forward to grab a cup of bubble tea—none expected such a treat.

After the boys had taken theirs, the girls also stepped forward, taking their drinks and thanking Li Luo.

Other girls who had just come downstairs to collect their textbooks saw this scene and felt a pang of envy.

"Did the class monitor buy these?"

"Yeah, I didn't do anything—just walked over and got a free cup. The class monitor is so generous."

"Oh no, I wish I'd come too."

"By the way, is the class monitor's car an Audi? How much did it cost?"

"About four or fifty thousand? My cousin has one—it's really expensive."

"But the key point is—he bought it himself, right?"

"Of course he did—he's made a fortune writing books and songs."

"Too bad he's got a girlfriend—could I try to steal her away from Xu Xuejie?"

"Hahaha~ You think you can win? Don't even dream about it."

Li Luo watched the girls huddled together whispering, paid it no mind, and after distributing all the textbooks, drove off, returning to Bihai Lanting.

"Back already?" Xu Youyu had woken up but was still lounging in bed.

Hearing Li Luo enter, she opened her eyes to glance at him, then suddenly remembered something: "Hey, let me see your class schedule."

"Why?"

"Is there a class on Modern and Contemporary Chinese Literature in there?"

"I think so."

"Check who the main professor is," Xu Youyu said with a mischievous grin.