The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend Chapter 454 - 373

So, he remained silent.

His counselor sighed softly and advised, "Although I don’t know why you insist on switching to the dical departnt, I’ve just explained the requirents to you; you should reconsider."

"If you really want to change your major, follow the requirents, and I’ll help you transfer when the ti cos."

Si Raojing nodded, his tone expressing gratitude, "Thank you for your help."

Having said that, he turned and left the office.

Ying Hengyu had already averted his gaze when he saw him walking this way and feigned a calm deanor, exchanging a smile with Yang Qinggu.

After checking out, he took out his phone, opened WeChat, and narrated what had just happened to Rong Zhi——

[I ran into Si Raojing; he was talking to the counselor about changing his major, wanting to switch to the dical departnt. Could it be for you?]

He wasn’t like Ying Hengyu, who couldn’t see through anything. Rong Zhi had attended several classes in the eighteenth class, and Si Raojing sat right beside him.

He saw clearly that Si Raojing’s gaze almost had the words "I’m interested in you" engraved on his forehead.

Rong Zhi got up early today, comfortably nestled in soone’s arms enjoying a massage. Upon seeing Ying Hengxiang’s WeChat, she slowly switched positions before replying: [I don’t know.]

Ying Hengxiang: [Oh, but I always feel he’s likely considering switching to the chanical departnt because of you, and now he wants to change his major upon seeing your absence, but hasn’t succeeded.]

Rong Zhi stared at the ssage, frowning, tapped the screen thoughtfully twice, then exited Ying Hengyu’s chat window to find Si Raojing on WeChat.

She rarely initiated ssages to Si Raojing, but the other party replied imdiately.

Si Raojing: [Ying Hengxiang has told you everything?]

Just as Rong Zhi was contemplating how to respond, his next ssage ca right after.

Si Raojing: [Tch, how can a man be so fussy; my affairs don’t need your interference, which major I want is my own consideration, you have no right to interfere.]

Rong Zhi pursed her lips.

A cool touch landed on her brow, accompanied by a man’s deep, gentle voice:

"What’s wrong?"

"Sothing’s co up."

Rong Zhi didn’t hide it, briefly explained the situation, then made a call to Si Raojing in his presence.

The other side seed unprepared for her sudden attack, the ringtone sounded for over ten seconds before being answered.

"Si Raojing," Rong Zhi’s voice was very calm, like the eternal, unlting snow on the sharp, cold mountains, naturally carrying a chill, "I advise you to calm down."

There was a pause on the other side, then Si Raojing’s voice ca, laden with mockery, "I am calm, it’s only you thinking I’m not."

"Don’t talk to with that sanctimonious savior tone, I hate it the most."

Rong Zhi wasn’t provoked by his mockery and responded steadily, "Oh, then keep it in."

Si Raojing: "..."

If he wasn’t so tolerant, he would’ve smashed the phone against the wall by now.

"You’ve been searching for the person who brought down your father, right?" Rong Zhi asked.

Si Raojing seed to have compromised, and replied weakly, "Yes, what of it, does it have anything to do with you?"

Rong Zhi kept silent, leaving space for him to think.

In this quiet environnt, people often indulge in fanciful thoughts because of certain questions, especially given Rong Zhi’s previously assertive tone.

Si Raojing hypothesized, running that nearly accurate answer through his mind, thoroughly shocked.

He almost couldn’t believe it, clenching his molars, and with the sudden surge of intense agitation, he asked, "...Don’t tell , that person is you."

Rong Zhi sat up, "I thought you already knew."

"I don’t," Si Raojing was quick to say, "Dealing with him requires using people from that world; how can a wealthy young lady like you possibly know..."

His words abruptly ceased.

Rong Zhi indeed was a wealthy young lady, but the person beside her might not have a clean background.

He breathed heavily, speaking words forced through clenched teeth, "Why help ?"

Rong Zhi casually replied, "You’re much like who I used to be."

Saving Si Raojing was like saving a past version of herself.

"But, pulling you out wasn’t to bind you to ," Rong Zhi spoke calmly, "No one’s life should be tied to irrelevant people."

"Then you shouldn’t have saved !" Si Raojing roared, compelled to accept this truth, his voice hoarse, "Leave to rot in darkness alone, rather than giving hope only to make completely despair."

Rong Zhi was stunned by the shouting.

Though the telephone, she could genuinely sense the excessive emotional fluctuations within him, a mix of sorrow and sha leaving her a bit baffled.

She unconsciously tightened her grip on the phone, "I simply thought, you should be free."

A proud, free-spirited youth shouldn’t be bound by family; she believed she saved a lost soul, yet forgot to ask if he required assistance.

This was her mistake.

"Sorry," Rong Zhi apologized sincerely, "If you’re uncomfortable, I can..."

"Rong Zhi."

Before she finished speaking, Si Raojing interrupted her, feeling awakened upon hearing her saying that.

No one had ever told him he was free.

Never.

Si Raojing felt a stinging in his eyes, the ends dyed with a blossoming crimson as he swallowed the rising sobs, calmly spoke: "Mistakes made, trying to make up for them afterward is futile."

Rong Zhi: "I understand, so..."

"Don’t apologize," Si Raojing took a few deep breaths, "You’re right, I shouldn’t bind myself to you."

Within two minutes, he mulled over nurous things, from his humiliating childhood to his current carefree lifestyle; he seriously considered his future path, realizing he could proceed without Rong Zhi.

He’d rely grown accustod to including her in his life plans, but sotis, his personal desires weren’t paramount.

So he could also do without her.

But just considering this possibility, Si Raojing couldn’t help feeling miserable.

"Can I... talk to him?"

Rong Zhi paused, then realized, "You an Bai Su?"

Si Raojing: "Hmm."

Rong Zhi didn’t understand why but still handed the phone to Bai Su.

Si Raojing had long guessed Bai Su was nearby; through the phone, he faced this true love rival for the first ti.

"I envy you," he admitted, knowing how sour it sounded, "But if I had t her earlier, would the one beside her now be ?"

Bai Su glanced at the girl lost in thought, then replied coolly, "Impossible."

He and Rong Zhi were destined, a connection ordained by heaven; even if Si Raojing had known Rong Zhi early, he would only miss out.

He would be the one to stay by her side, and solely him.

After a long silence, Si Raojing finally hung up the phone.

Before hanging up, he struggled with a hoarse voice to Bai Su, "Thank her for ; she did nothing wrong, the fault is mine."