After speaking, Li Zheng Yi didn’t wait for Zhao Yuhua’s expression or reaction but forced a smile, glanced at the students in the classroom once more, and quickly turned to walk towards the classroom door.
"Such hypocrisy! Damn, I’ve never seen soone this hypocritical!"
Watching Li Zheng Yi leave hastily, Fatty Tang couldn’t hold back anymore. He flipped the middle finger and yelled loudly, "Good thing he ran fast; otherwise, I would definitely have broken his leg."
Listening to Fatty Tang’s curses, the faces of the students in the classroom beca animated, so showing deep agreent while others displayed a hint of contemplation... But one thing was the sa: in everyone’s eyes, there was a common disdain for Fatty Tang’s last remark. They thought, even if soone were to break that guy’s leg, it would be Xiao Yi doing it. What are you boasting about right now? Do you, Fatty Tang, really think you can take down Li Zheng Yi?
Of course, these were thoughts they dared not voice aloud. Although they were not very afraid of Fatty Tang, everyone knew he was close to Xiao Yi and was his good friend, so after rolling their eyes, they all quietly returned to their seats.
Zhao Yuhua ignored Fatty Tang’s loud voice, as if she hadn’t heard him at all, just staring at Li Zheng Yi’s retreating figure. His last remark had made her feel annoyed.
Xiao Yi also ignored Fatty Tang’s curses, looking at Li Zheng Yi’s retreating figure with a pensive expression.
This was a formidable opponent indeed, a character, stronger by far than any of those young masters he had encountered in G City so far!
In his heart, Xiao Yi silently gauged Li Zheng Yi’s strength.
Not long after Li Zheng Yi’s figure had disappeared, the bell for class finally rang. As the teacher entered the classroom, everyone gradually shifted their focus from what had just transpired back to their textbooks. Of course, they only managed to turn their eyes back to their textbooks. So issues, like Li Zheng Yi’s love confession being rejected by Zhao Yuhua, the confirmation of a relationship between Xiao Yi and Zhao Yuhua, or Xiao Yi slapping Li Zheng Yi...such explosive news from just a few short minutes ago would definitely take a long ti to digest.
Xiao Yi, too, returned his focus to the textbook. As the term end approached, he had to spend so ti on his studies. Previously, he hadn’t cared much about these matters. However, since his last conversation with Beichen Feng, his perspective had shifted. As long as he was at Z University, he should act like a student of Z University, just like everyone else, with nothing special about him. He needed to attend classes and take exams as much as possible.
After class, Xiao Yi left the classroom with Fatty Tang as usual. As they left, the classroom filled with surprised glances once more, seemingly curious why Xiao Yi wasn’t leaving with Zhao Yuhua. Xiao Yi knew the aning behind those glances but could only smile bitterly in his heart, recognizing that this ti, the fake matter between him and Zhao Yuhua would soon beco widely known and talked about with certainty.
However, he had no solution for this. His gaze unconsciously t Zhao Yuhua’s, only to find that her expression was still as calm and indifferent as ever, seemingly not feeling any pressure at all.
Seeing Zhao Yuhua’s deanor, Xiao Yi couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. At the sa ti, he felt a mix of surprise and admiration for Zhao Yuhua’s composed deanor, silently praising her in his heart before he turned to head towards the classroom door.
"Boss, aren’t you waiting for Miss Zhao to leave together?"
Fatty Tang was surprised when he saw Xiao Yi pause to look at Zhao Yuhua, thinking Xiao Yi would wait for her. But when he turned to leave, Fatty Tang couldn’t help being stunned and exclaid in surprise.
"Go on with your story, stop the chitchat."
Xiao Yi turned around and nonchalantly knocked on his head, giving him a glare.
"Uh..."
Fatty Tang rubbed the spot on his head that was throbbing faintly from the knock, sowhat puzzled as he watched Xiao Yi walk away. He then turned back to look at Zhao Yuhua, who still sat calmly and indifferently in her seat, and couldn’t help but voice a slight murmur in his heart. Could it be that all these geniuses are this quirky? Even love has to be so bizarre? Or perhaps, is this what they call a "spiritual romance"?
Of course, these thoughts were rely murmurings in his mouth. In front of Xiao Yi, he dared not be disrespectful. He had recently co to realize that whenever Zhao Yuhua was ntioned in Xiao Yi’s presence, his violent tendencies spiked dramatically. Almost every ti he brought her up, he would inevitably end up getting knocked or slapped. He definitely didn’t want to seek out trouble unnecessarily.
"Boss, how about we have lunch together today?"
Catching up with Xiao Yi, Fatty Tang extended the invitation warmly.
"What, is Li Ling from your place too busy with her studies today and doesn’t have ti for you?"
Xiao Yi shot a glance at Fatty Tang and lazily said, knowing all too well what was going on. Ever since he had brought him and Li Ling together, allowing them to be officially together, this traitorous lad had beco even more relentless than before. Whenever he had ti, he would sneak off to Li Ling’s place. Except for so very important classes, or when Li Ling forced him to leave her alone, he could barely find him. The only ti he could find him was when Li Ling was busy and ignoring him. Recently, Li Ling was facing so exams and was focusing on her revision, leaving her no ti to entertain him, so he turned to his "boss" again.
"Ahem, boss, don’t say it like that."
Fatty Tang, caught by Xiao Yi’s gaze, blushed, feeling guilty and sowhat embarrassed.
"Humph, how else should I say it? You’re treating."
Xiao Yi naturally wouldn’t really hold a grudge against Fatty Tang. After a hum, he lazily agreed.
"No problem, boss, where do you want to go?"
Fatty Tang, seeing that Xiao Yi had agreed, imdiately brightened up and joyfully said. Ever since Xiao Yi had t his parents last ti, which led them to approve his relationship with Li Ling, another significant change was that his parents trusted him more. They no longer restricted him financially like before. He could spend as much money as he wanted, so now he truly stepped into the ranks of the rich second generation, with a more relaxed budget and a stronger voice when speaking.
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