Only After I Was Reborn Did I Realize That I Had Childhood Sweethearts Chapter 353: Seems You Weren’t Full Either

University cafeterias often serve purposes beyond feeding students. The VIP sections, resembling private banquet halls with reserved dining rooms, are typically used by faculty to host visiting guests.

Though technically a student, i Fang was undeniably Pengcheng University’s honored guest. As one of China’s most talked-about young CEOs in recent years, while not quite warranting the president’s personal reception, he certainly rited attention from departnt heads.

Today’s luncheon hosts included the deans of Ga Design, Computer Science, and Music departnts, along with student affairs staff. The only other student present was Jiang Peihuan, Ga Design’s student council president, who’d coordinated the event.

i Fang rarely attended such functions—Uncle usually handled corporate networking unless it involved Tencent executives. Still, he navigated the scene effortlessly, imdiately offering apologies upon entry.

“Deans, faculty, my sincerest apologies. Work kept up late, and I rushed out without my work phone this morning… Have you waited long?”

“Not at all! We just arrived. i Fang, Xia Yuan, Lin Youxi—please, take your seats. Peihuan, let’s have the dishes served.”

“Right away, Dean.”

Li Tiancheng, Ga Design’s dean, was a sharp-eyed bespectacled man in his early forties—remarkably young for his position, especially overseeing a niche like ga developnt, hinting at his capabilities.

While technically only half a rank above i Fang’s father, a 985 university dean’s influence dwarfed most peers through connections alone. As both authority figures and industry ntors, i Fang treated the trio with utmost respect, rising to greet each.

“My tardiness warrants three penalty drinks—I’ll observe proper etiquette.”

“A-Fang, you’re driving later,” Xia Yuan reminded.

“Ah! Right—thank you. My apologies.”

“No need,” Dean Li chuckled. “We understand youth today dislike drinking rituals. No pressure.”

“Then I’ll substitute tea—but the respect remains.”

Music Dean Wu ixia remarked, “Such poise for one so young. No wonder you’ve built an empire.”

“I’ve much to learn. Though busy, I hope to acquire knowledge here to enrich my endeavors.”

“We discussed this last year,” Dean Li noted. “Given your relocation to Pengcheng, we’ve adjusted your academic terms.”

i Fang reviewed the revised privileges on Jiang Peihuan’s tablet:

Military training exemptionOff-campus housing permitted (with waiver)No mandatory attendance for core courses (exams required)Elective credits waivedFull extracurricular credit for entrepreneurship

“Previous requirents were stricter, but with C Station’s rapid growth, we’ve relaxed them. Does this suit—”

“Let see!”

Xia Yuan peered over, then gasped. “Dean Li, these are so lenient it feels like we’re just diploma-hunting!”

Her bluntness drew laughter. i Fang mused—well, isn’t networking the real goal here?

“This generosity is appreciated, but I worry about fairness and the university’s reputation.”

“All within regulations. Given your achievents, few would object. Besides,” Dean Li winked, “We all know how students really spend their college years.”

Computer Science Dean Guo Song added, “Beyond concessions, we hope you’ll consider postgraduate opportunities—especially Lin Youxi. Your NOIP first prize showed great promise. Why forgo NOI?”

“Training was exhausting,” Lin Youxi said flatly. “I preferred staying with A-Fang.”

Undeterred, Dean Guo pressed, “Have you considered advancing here?”

“It’s too early. I’ll assess after experiencing university-level coursework. The company demands much ti.”

Compared to i Fang’s diplomacy, Lin Youxi’s indifference bordered on rudeness. Quickly intervening, i Fang said, “Postgrad is definite for —with no plans abroad, Pengda’s ga design program is unparalleled.”

Though failing to secure all three commitnts, landing i Fang sufficed. The administrators recognized the trio’s power dynamics.

After exchanging pleasantries, i Fang pledged the standard “distinguished alumnus” donation in exchange for institutional support, finally escaping to the car with Xia Yuan and Lin Youxi.

“Ugh, adulting is exhausting. Only the food made it bearable.”

“You bolted fast—snagging shotgun this ti.”

Xia Yuan smirked. “I refuse to always play the comic relief. Makes seem like so side character, not A-Fang’s lover.”

“Adorable as always. But—” Lin Youxi adjusted the driver’s seat, reclining i Fang fully before climbing atop him. “Dominance isn’t about seating arrangents.”

“Wha—mmph?!”

“Seriously?! How many servings of A-Fang do you need per day?!”

Fuming at being edged out, Xia Yuan’s gaze suddenly dropped—

Noticing, Lin Youxi broke their kiss, grinning.

“Oh? Seems you weren’t full either?”