Only After I Was Reborn Did I Realize That I Had Childhood Sweethearts Chapter 352: Can I Not Be the Stationmaster’s Wife?

After finishing the cleanup, i Fang and Lin Youxi went to find Xia Yuan, who had already blended in seamlessly with her music departnt classmates, laughing and taking group photos—much more relaxed than during registration. Spotting i Fang, Xia Yuan imdiately trotted over.

“Should we head to your dorm now to help you settle in?”

Lin Youxi interjected, “If you want to stay here longer, I can go help A-Fang.”

Xia Yuan frowned, shooting Lin Youxi a sidelong glance. Was this the start of a rivalry act?

“We’ll all go, of course. I want to et A-Fang’s roommates too.”

Roommates? You an the two of you…

The subtle “tension” between Xia Yuan and Lin Youxi sparked intense curiosity among the dorm girls. This kind of celebrity gossip was a rare treat. After the trio left, the chatter exploded.

“Didn’t the Stationmaster’s public apology last year say he broke up with Yuanbao and got together with the Young Miss? Why are they still so close? Their bond seems unshaken.”

“That’s just surface-level. I bet those two are still fighting over him.”

A girl who’d followed from downstairs chid in, “I overheard the Young Miss’s roommates—they’ve already broken up.”

“What?! When?”

“Recently, apparently.”

“No wonder it felt so charged just now. So all three are single now?”

“I think the Stationmaster will eventually get back with Yuanbao. She’s so sweet and stunning, and she treats us like equals—perfect wife material. The Young Miss seems hard to approach.”

“Who says she’s unapproachable? She’s just reserved. When she spoke earlier, she didn’t look down on anyone. Plus, the Young Miss and the Stationmaster are soulmates in work and life. I heard she built C Station single-handedly. Yuanbao’s just a mascot.”

“Mascot? The QQ Music ‘Rookie of the Year’ is a mascot? If Yuanbao held concerts or endorsents, imagine how much she’d earn.”

“Right? Why doesn’t she do those things? Coming back to school is baffling.”

“With the Stationmaster supporting her, she can do what she loves. The entertainnt industry’s toxic anyway—better to stay out.”

“Ugh, I’m so jealous…”

“So, between the three of them, who will the Stationmaster choose?”

“Team Yuanbao, obviously.”

“Team Youxi—wait, no! The Young Miss forever!”

After just brief exposure, the girls had already activated their shipping instincts. Amid the chatter, only Yang Xiaomo dared to voice a dissenting opinion:

“You’re all thinking too small. Why must the Stationmaster choose just one? This isn’t so teen drama. He’s a billionaire heir in his pri—his lifestyle is probably wilder than you can imagine.”

A girl gasped. “You an… he wants both?”

“Tsk tsk.”

Yang Xiaomo wagged a finger. “The ‘Beijing Four Young Masters’ cycle through girlfriends weekly. With his status and charm, why limit himself to those two?”

“But they’re childhood sweethearts! If not them, then who? Don’t tell you think you’ve got a shot?”

“I never said that. Of course their bond runs deep.”

Yang Xiaomo smiled. “But does deep affection always an romance? Do you know how childhood friends really interact?”

“True… I have a childhood friend too. Zero attraction.”

“Exactly. Childhood friends lack sexual tension—they’re family. That’s why they date and break up. No real spark.”

She then rallied the group:

“So don’t just envy their dynamic. The title of ‘Stationmaster’s Wife’ isn’t set in stone.”

“Still feels wrong… Like poaching. I’d feel guilty toward Yuanbao.”

“Hah! So you do have designs on him!”

Yang Xiaomo clapped the girl’s shoulder. “Relax, I’m mostly joking. Who could compete with those two anyway?”

The mood lightened again as the girls laughed it off.

“Yeah, better to just enjoy the ship wars.”

“FangYuan forever!”

“FangXi supremacy!”

While the others gushed, Yang Xiaomo smirked inwardly.

The Stationmaster’s empire is impressive, but he’s still just a 20-year-old boy. From what I saw earlier, his relationship with his childhood friends is too… equal.

Equality ans there are desires his ‘sweethearts’ can’t—or won’t—fulfill. But I’d know exactly how to pamper the Stationmaster, to cherish and indulge him.

From the mont she laid eyes on i Fang, Yang Xiaomo had recognized her role.

This might be her only chance to leap into the stratosphere—and she wouldn’t waste it.

If childhood friends can be the Stationmaster’s wife… why can’t I?

As Yang Xiaomo fantasized, i Fang, Xia Yuan, and Lin Youxi arrived at his dorm. Just as he unbuckled his seatbelt, Lin Youxi—in the passenger seat—suddenly climbed onto his lap and kissed him.

(His car’s tinted windows ensured privacy.)

The move caught i Fang off guard. Xia Yuan, scrolling on her phone in the back, gaped before protesting:

“You scher! No wonder you grabbed the front seat—just to pounce on A-Fang!”

She reclined i Fang’s seat and wriggled between them to steal a kiss of her own.

After catching his breath, i Fang asked, “What… brought this on?”

“Calling you my ‘ex’ earlier hurt. Needed a top-up of Super A-Fang Energy.”

“Is this the posture for ‘energy’?”

Ignoring Xia Yuan’s teasing, Lin Youxi voiced her concern: “This ga has one downside: it invites poachers. Unnecessary trouble.”

“I can reject advances easily, but YuanYuan’s too nice. If she gives guys false hope, A-Fang will have to step in—which would deepen their bond. I won’t allow that.”

“Don’t underestimate ! I know how to say no. It’s a matter of principle—I won’t lead anyone on.”

Xia Yuan thumped her chest proudly. i Fang, still holding Lin Youxi, reassured her:

“It’s fine. Even if we were ‘together,’ this issue would exist. But let’s be real—we’ll barely be on campus once work ramps up. No opportunities for interlopers.”

“True…”

Just then, i Fang’s phone buzzed.

“A-Fang, soone’s calling.”

“Let check… YuanYuan, grab it for .”

“I can’t reach! Youxi’s legs are in the way.”

“I’ll do it.”

One arm around i Fang’s neck, Lin Youxi arched back to fish the phone from his pocket. Glancing at the caller ID, she smirked.

“Well, well. The student council president’s already chasing you on Day One. Very shoujo manga of you, A-Fang.”

“Don’t be ridiculous…”

She held the phone to his ear.

“Hello, President Jiang. What’s up?”

“i Fang, right? We’ve been waiting at your dorm—where are you?”

“Just parked downstairs. Why?”

Jiang Peihuan sighed. “The departnt heads scheduled a lunch with you today. Did you forget? Your other phone’s off. Quite the busy man, huh…”

“Oh! That was today? My work phone’s at ho.”

“So this is your private number? I’m honored—”

“Block her tomorrow, or else.”

Lin Youxi whispered in his other ear, simultaneously intensifying her movents. i Fang nearly moaned—Xia Yuan clapped a hand over his mouth just in ti.

“Got it. Where’s the venue?”

“North Campus cafeteria. Just a casual chat about your academic plans.”

“We’ll be right there.”