Behind Gu Yizhou's glasses, his eyes were deep and unfathomable. "What did you call me?" Su Mianmian finally realized, her face flushing red. "I'm sorry, I just got used to calling you that."
Gu Yizhou hummed in response, his gaze lingering for a moment on her embarrassed and flustered face before slowly withdrawing. "Don't call me by the wrong name again." Feeling the arm being pulled away, Su Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief and practically fled from the car.
Today she was wearing a pure white dress, her hair tied in a high ponytail, holding a bouquet of flowers, like an elf who had wandered into the human world. Gu Yizhou tapped his fingers on the windowsill with interest, then silently looked away. "How's everything going at Yuejing Tiancheng?" Gao Ze, Gu Yizhou's assistant in the passenger seat, tilted his head slightly. "Everything's ready. Mr. Gu can move in anytime." Gu Yizhou nodded. "Also, prepare a set of women's toiletries, including seasonal clothing—get everything you can think of." Gao Ze pondered for a moment. "Is this for your wife?" Gu Yizhou took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Do you think there's another woman around me?" Gao Ze silently turned his gaze back. Of course, Yuejing Tiancheng was very close to A University; presumably, Mr. Gu bought this apartment intending to live with his wife. But wait a minute! Gao Ze suddenly remembered that Mr. Gu had started working on this apartment half a year ago. Half a year ago, his fiancée was his wife's older sister, Su Yang… Meanwhile, Su Mianmian was carrying milk tea in one hand and flowers in the other, walking towards the school. By sheer coincidence, she bumped into Tang Yunzheng. Upon seeing the flowers in Su Mianmian's hand, his face immediately darkened. "Su Mianmian, you've got some nerve, taking leave to go on a date?" Su Mianmian didn't even glance at him. "None of your business."
Tang Yunzheng followed her, his eyes like knives, wishing he could tear the bouquet of flowers in her arms to shreds. "What's so great about that Cheng Yuli kid? So fair-skinned, like a pretty boy." Su Mianmian glared at him. "Does being a little more refined make him a pretty boy?"
"Can you stop being so vicious?" Tang Yunzheng realized his words were emotional, but he couldn't quite figure out why he was suddenly so angry. He only knew he was extremely annoyed.
"Look at you, a bouquet of flowers bought you off, and now you're defending her? So cheap!" Su Mianmian ignored Tang Yunzheng's sarcastic remarks. "Lin Jiaojiao isn't cheap, go find her."
Hearing this, something suddenly flashed through Tang Yunzheng's mind. A smirk appeared on his lips, and he took a few steps past Su Mianmian, backing away towards her. "Su Mianmian, you didn't just find a boyfriend on purpose to spite me, did you?"
Su Mianmian gave him a speechless look. "Can you stop making things up?" Tang Yunzheng felt more and more certain that his suspicions were correct. "You were unhappy about me dating Lin Jiaojiao, so you found a boyfriend to make me unhappy too, right?"
"Su Mianmian, I already said it before, you broke up with Lin Jiaojiao, that's enough for you. Don't sacrifice your happiness for me, it's not worth it." Su Mianmian really wanted to crack open Tang Yunzheng's skull to see what was inside.
How could someone be so self-righteous, thinking the whole world should revolve around him? "Think what you want." Leaving those words, Su Mianmian walked straight towards the girls' dormitory. ...Song Zhi was currently in the dormitory helping Su Mianmian fend off unwanted suitors.
Cheng Yuli had just texted her, asking if she wanted to go to the newly opened hot pot restaurant off-campus that night. Song Zhi knew Cheng Yuli wanted to use her to ask Su Mianmian out. Remembering Su Mianmian's previous comment that she didn't have any feelings for Cheng Yuli, she didn't want to force them to get together.
"I'm not going, I've been a bit busy lately, no time," Cheng Yuli replied after a long pause with a simple "Okay," followed by a string of little dots. For some reason, she felt a little wronged.
Song Zhi remembered that she was the one who had actively played matchmaker, and now that she had won him over, she was going to cut him off so easily. It really wasn't right. Thinking this, Song Zhi clicked her tongue and ruffled her messy hair. "I'm going to the library with Mianmian to study tonight, wanna come?"
This time, Cheng Yuli replied almost instantly, one word: "Yes." Song Zhi clutched her chest, inwardly scolding herself for being so soft-hearted. Just as she was sighing, a cup of milk tea seemed to fall from the sky, landing in front of her. Song Zhi's eyes lit up, "Mianmian, you're back!"
The moment her hand touched the milk tea cup, she smelled a sweet fragrance. Song Zhi sniffed, her eyes widening in surprise when she saw the flowers in Su Mianmian's hand. "Su Mianmian, something's up?" "What's up? I bought them myself."
Su Mianmian had already prepared her explanation before entering the dorm. She hadn't yet figured out how to tell Song Zhi that she was married, and that the groom was the man who almost became her brother-in-law. After much thought, she decided to keep it a secret for a while.
"You bought them yourself? Why? You need a reason." Su Mianmian found a vase, arranged the flowers, thought it looked nice, and casually took a picture and posted it on her WeChat Moments.
"Just wanted to please myself. Don't you think waking up to a bouquet of flowers every day can brighten your whole day?" Song Zhi listened without suspicion. "Then let's get ready and go to the library." The two had just arrived at the library when Cheng Yuli followed closely behind.
Song Zhi greeted Cheng Yuli with a half-hearted attempt to conceal her true intentions, "Cheng Yuli, what a coincidence, you're here to read too?" Cheng Yuli nodded, pulled out the chair opposite Song Zhi, and sat down directly.
Su Mianmian glanced at the two of them silently, but didn't say anything. Song Zhi, on the other hand, seemed a little guilty and quietly moved closer to Su Mianmian, whispering in her ear. "You said last time Cheng Yuli didn't like you, look, he's even followed you to the library."
Su Mianmian smiled, her voice equally low. "Are you sure he's after me?" Song Zhi sighed, looking heartbroken. "What else could it be? In my opinion, Cheng Yuli is just too shy to express himself."
"Mianmian, don't let one bad experience ruin everything. Not everyone is like Tang the Scumbag. I think Cheng Yuli is quite nice—shy and innocent. Why don't you try dating him?"
Su Mianmian's eyes crinkled as she glanced at Cheng Yuli, whose gaze kept drifting towards Song Zhi. "Cheng Yuli is so good, you should keep him for yourself."
Song Zhi, as if she'd heard something shocking, quickly waved her hand. "No, I don't like the innocent type of boy. I like someone like your brother-in-law, the ascetic type." Brother-in-law? Gu Yizhou? Looking at Song Zhi, who was resting her chin on her hand, smiling with a look of pure bliss... Su Mianmian suddenly remembered Gu Yizhou's words at lunch: "So well-behaved." His expression was serious, his voice low and deep, and it did seem somewhat abstinent.
Su Mianmian's cheeks flushed involuntarily. "Um, I... my brother-in-law is already taken, Zhizhi, you'd better not be too infatuated, it's immoral."
Song Zhi tapped her chin with her finger. "Don't worry, I don't covet your sister's man, I'm just... purely appreciative."... It was quite late when she returned to her dorm from the library. After showering, Su Mianmian lay in bed scrolling through her phone.
She saw that her previous post on WeChat Moments had received a lot of likes. Most of them praised the flowers for being beautiful. Song Zhi's comment was as enthusiastic as ever: "May the beautiful Mianmian's mood be as beautiful as the flowers, heart, heart." Only Tang Yunzheng commented: "What a lousy flower, so ugly."
Su Mianmian had recently become immune to Tang Yunzheng's childish playboy habits, and her emotions didn't fluctuate much.
On the opposite bed, Song Zhi angrily yelled, "Damn it! That scumbag Tang is a lunatic! What's he doing commenting on your WeChat Moments? Does he think he's the only one with a foul mouth in the world?!" Su Mianmian said, "Just ignore him. He's going through menopause lately." Song Zhi asked, "How so?"
Su Mianmian's slender fingers swiped across her phone. "I ran into him when I came back today. He probably thought the flowers were from Cheng Yuli, and he said a bunch of sarcastic things." Song Zhi's eyes darted around, arriving at a startling conclusion.
"Is that scumbag Tang jealous?" Su Mianmian frowned, noticing an unfamiliar profile picture had also liked hers. The profile picture had a completely black background, with a white porcelain teacup in the center, half-filled with tea, a wisp of steam rising from it.
Such an aloof profile picture... Su Mianmian couldn't think of anyone else but Gu Yizhou. He must have added her on WeChat while saving her number on her phone today.
Just as Su Mianmian was about to check her list of new friends added that day, Song Zhi called out impatiently, "Mianmian, are you even listening to me?" Su Mianmian hummed in response, without looking up, "Are you alright? Tang Yunzheng doesn't even like me, why are you jealous?"
Song Zhi hissed, "Haven't you heard of the term 'retrograde reaction'?"