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It wasn’t until Shen Qinglan’s figure completely disappeared that a few people who had been hiding behind the bushes rushed out.
"Sheng Yu, how did it go? Did Shen Xiaohua agree?" a tall and thin boy asked impatiently.
"Do you even need to ask? You could tell just by looking that she must have rejected him, didn’t she, Sheng Yu?" said a slightly shorter boy.
There was also a third boy present, wearing a light blue checkered shirt, with a roguish smile on his face. "Our Yan, the great school prince, has to accept his loss."
Apparently, the three of them had accidentally seen Yan Shengyu chatting with Shen Qinglan that day, and upon returning to the dormitory, they bet on whether Yan Shengyu could invite Shen Qinglan to a weekend party. If he succeeded, they would clean the dorm for a month. If he failed, Yan Shengyu had to wash their socks for a week.
Yan Shengyu wasn’t soone who enjoyed such hustle and bustle, but he surprisingly agreed this ti, which made the other three even more excited.
Yan Shengyu glanced at the three of them, "It’s still two days until the weekend, why the rush?"
The three of them pursed their lips, not bothering to point out his stubbornness. Being in their early twenties was an age of competitiveness, and even Yan Shengyu was no exception.
Shen Qinglan’s rejection only fueled his deep-seated desire for conquest.
"Shen, we et again. How about we have a al together?" Yan Shengyu stood in front of Shen Qinglan, smiling brightly, showing no sign of the awkwardness from being rejected in the morning.
Since he had already been discovered by Shen Qinglan, Yan Shengyu didn’t bother finding any more coincidental encounters. He was openly following her now.
Shen Qinglan kept her eyes straight ahead, completely ignoring him.
This scene was sohow captured by soone and posted on the school forum. Soon, everyone knew that Yan Shengyu, the heartthrob of B University who was in his second year of graduate school, was pursuing the aloof school beauty Shen Qinglan.
Once the news broke, the school was instantly abuzz, with so cheering them on, hoping they’d get together, and others secretly cursing. Many of the boys were gloating, noting that in three years of college, even if a thousand people didn’t chase after Shen Qinglan, there were at least eight hundred. Yet they’d never seen Shen Qinglan treat anyone kindly. She didn’t even have any close male friends around her.
As for Yan Shengyu, he was indeed outstanding, outstanding to the point where they could only look up to him. But so what? When Shen Qinglan first entered college, people hadn’t failed to pair the two together many tis. Sadly, three years passed without any progress between the two, and now such news had co out. Who would believe Yan Shengyu could catch Shen Qinglan?
The girls, on the other hand, were jealous of Shen Qinglan’s luck, enviable for catching Yan Shengyu’s attention. Everyone knew Yan Shengyu ca from an illustrious family, a true red third generation, good-looking, excelling in studies, a model student in the teachers’ eyes, and a role model for classmates, a top student among top students. And what did Shen Qinglan have? Besides a face and grades, nothing comndable. Her deanor was cold and arrogant.
Yan Shengyu was the prince charming in every girl’s heart, their dream lover, while Shen Qinglan was regarded as the vixen who seduced the prince.
Even if Shen Qinglan was slow, she could sense the students’ unfriendly attitudes toward her and vaguely heard rumors, feeling only absurdity in her heart. To avoid the noise, she even went ho for a week. But these are stories for another ti.
Shen Qinglan ignored Yan Shengyu, who didn’t feel embarrassed either. He followed Shen Qinglan, "Shen, I an no harm. I just purely want to invite you for a al. There’s no need for you to be so defensive. Although my family background is pretty good, I consider myself of good character and won’t play those rich gas you ntioned."
Yan Shengyu only assud Shen Qinglan saw him as a playboy who liked to toy with won’s hearts, which is why she disliked him so much, so he explained.
Listening to Yan Shengyu’s nonstop chatter beside her, Shen Qinglan finally understood why Ya Xi liked to babble so much; it seed to run in the family. But while Ya Xi seed adorable to Shen Qinglan, the man before her? He was nothing short of noisy.
If Yan Shengyu knew that was how Shen Qinglan was assessing him, he might actually break down in tears.
"Yan Shengyu, I’ve already told you, no matter what your purpose is, please stop here. I won’t agree to any of your requests. And if you keep pestering , I won’t be polite with you."
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