You didn’t accept my confession, why are you crying because I changed my mind? Chapter 74

Chapter 74

Inside Vienna KTV’s Private Room…

Only a third of the classmates had arrived.

The room was dark, with only the rotating disco lights casting flickers of color.

Light, dark, light, dark. It flickered nonstop.

In the hazy atmosphere, bragging filled the air:

“A senior from my university tried to flirt with as soon as school started!”

“That’s nothing! Boys in my class bring milk tea every day. So annoying.”

“Three girls once fought over . I couldn’t even stop them.”

“I opened a milk tea shop at school, made a decent profit.”

“I’m tutoring a high school girl. She totally idolizes .”

Next to him, Guo Wei gritted his teeth.

Too fake!

Had these people never read a web novel?

Couldn’t even make up a halfway decent story!

“No picture, and you’re talking crap!”

At that mont, Jiang Zhou walked into the KTV private room and squeezed in next to Guo Wei.

“Everyone’s bragging, huh?”

“Jiang Zhou, you’re here?”

“Yeah, just parked.”

“They’re bragging way too hard, it’s boring. Co on, your turn!”

“Not everyone’s here yet. Once they are, soone will do it for .”

After saying that, Jiang Zhou pulled out his phone and started ssaging Feng Siruo.

A few days ago, he had remotely taught her how to play QQ Speed.

Ever since, the girl had basically turned into a gaming addict.

She used to reply instantly.

Now? She could spend ten hours straight grinding on Mount Akina.

Back in 2009, QQ Speed was insanely popular.

Its daily active users even surpassed CrossFire for a while.

These past couple of days, Jiang Zhou had been duo-queuing with her and spending money on in-ga coupons to raise their couple level.

Eventually, they reached 100 points and got married in the ga.

Feng Siruo was furious.

She had only given him her password so he could help with daily tasks.

Next ti she logged in, she found herself “married.”

So now, she wasn’t replying to any of his ssages.

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anwhile, the room fell strangely quiet when everyone noticed Jiang Zhou had arrived.

In their eyes, he used to be soone worth mocking.

But ever since that sumr after graduation, everything changed.

Without a sound, he made a million yuan and subtly flexed at the Shangri-La.

Even the school beauty, Chu Yuwei, had changed her attitude toward him.

But after that, there hadn’t been much news about him.

That made so people suspect that the whole “million yuan” story was fake.

Maybe the lie got too big and he had to keep a low profile.

Now, everyone in the room seed curious again.

“Hey, isn’t that Jiang Zhou? When did you get here?”

“Aren’t you the guy who made a million? Why so low-key?”

“I thought you’d be dating the school beauty by now. Don’t tell you’re still single?”

Jiang Zhou raised an eyebrow slightly.

“Yeah, I’m single. You got anyone to introduce to?”

“Hah, soone like Jiang Zhou, with a million in his bank, wouldn’t need our help.”

“Who knows, maybe he still has a thing for Chu Yuwei. He did cry pretty hard that day.”

“Right! I almost forgot. He confessed to her and got rejected. Man, he bawled like a baby!”

Just then, the door to the private room opened.

Chu Yuwei walked in with a light tan shoulder bag.

She was wearing a white hoodie, and her long black hair was tied up in a ponytail.

She looked full of youthful energy.

Her appearance instantly stirred excitent among the guys in the room.

It had been months since they last saw their dream girl.

But to their surprise, she casually walked over… and sat right next to Jiang Zhou.

“The Red General was sold out, so I got Red Pagoda Mountain instead. They’re both ‘Red,’ right?” Chu Yuwei took out a pack of cigarettes and waved it in front of his eyes.

Jiang Zhou thought for a mont. “Eh, this brand doesn’t taste that great.”

“I can go check another store if you want.”

“Wait, I didn’t say I wouldn’t smoke it.”

“I thought you said the taste was bad?”

“Maybe if a pretty girl lights it for , it’ll taste better.”

“Oh.” Chu Yuwei opened the pack, pulled one out, and placed it in his mouth.

“You should really cut back. It’s bad for your health.”

“I’ve been trying to quit, but I just don’t have the willpower.”

“Fine. After this party, how about we go out to eat?”

“Sure. Bring Guo Wei along too, and my sister.”

At that mont, the entire room fell silent.

They had just mocked him for being single.

Then what was this?

The school beauty personally buying him cigarettes, even lighting one for him?

If this didn’t scream “she likes him,” then what did?

Compared to this, all their bragging suddenly seed pathetic.

On the side, Guo Wei also realized sothing.

When Jiang Zhou said soone would “show off on his behalf,” this was what he ant.

The school beauty was the ultimate flex.

Two casual gestures and everyone shut up.

But Guo Wei didn’t fully get it yet.

Because a mont later, another girl walked in: Qian Rongrong.

She scanned the room, then walked straight to Jiang Zhou.

“Jiang Zhou, thank you for last ti. If you hadn’t picked up off the highway, I wouldn’t have made it ho.”

Jiang Zhou flicked so ash off his cigarette.

“No need to thank . You’re not that heavy. It didn’t waste much gas.”

Qian Rongrong blushed.

“How about I treat you to dinner later to say thanks?”

“That was Chu Yuwei’s idea. You should thank her.”

“Then… let’s all go together?”

“Ask Yuwei, and Guo Wei too.”

Qian Rongrong instinctively looked up, only to see Chu Yuwei staring at her coldly.

She didn’t dare say more and quietly returned to her seat, occasionally sneaking glances at Jiang Zhou.

Now the room was even quieter.

Everyone knew Qian Rongrong had looked down on Jiang Zhou.

She’d even mocked his low EQ in public.

She was supposed to have a crush on the class president, Zheng Yu.

So what was going on? Why was she cozying up to Jiang Zhou too?

Everyone exchanged looks and lowered their voices.

“Jiang Zhou’s really got clout now?”

“Apparently! Even Qian Rongrong is clinging to him.”

“Only the class president can put him in his place.”

“Yeah, where is Zheng Yu anyway?”

“Probably stuck in traffic.”

“He bought a car?”

“Haven’t you seen his social feed? Spent 100k!”

“Damn, my man Yu’s still got it!”

Just then, the door opened again.

Zheng Yu walked in, looking pale.

After a recent car accident on the highway, his family had beaten him senseless.

He could barely lift his head.

But when he entered, the whole room stood up to greet him.

“Yo, Brother Yu’s here!”

“Long ti no see. Heard you bought a car?”

“I also heard you started a business. Amazing!”

“You said before that once you made it, you’d take care of us!”

Normally, Zheng Yu would bask in the praise.

But today, he just lowered his head, pushed through the crowd, and walked up to Jiang Zhou.

“Jiang Zhou…”

Jiang Zhou looked up, surprised. “What’s up? Need sothing?”

Zheng Yu gritted his teeth. “Could you call Boss Wei and ask him to lower the compensation amount?”

“The car thing’s not resolved yet?”

“He wants 800k in damages, but my family really can’t afford it…”

Jiang Zhou sighed. “Boss Wei already called the police. Even if I wanted to help, I couldn’t.”

“I swear I’ve learned my lesson. I’ll do whatever you say from now on. Please, help …”

“Next ti. If I get the chance, I will.”

Zheng Yu stood in silence for a while, then turned and left.

He had co here for one reason: to ask Jiang Zhou to intercede.

Now that it didn’t work, there was no point in staying.

The truth was, Jiang Zhou never intended to help.

First, they weren’t close.

Asking a favor from Boss Wei would be a huge debt.

Second, actions had consequences.

Zheng Yu had to pay for what he did — whether it was showing off on the highway or spreading lies about Chu Yuwei.

At this point, everyone in the room started realizing sothing was off.

Why did Zheng Yu — the once all-powerful class monitor — seem so beaten down?

Why did both Chu Yuwei and Qian Rongrong act like entirely different people in front of Jiang Zhou?

What the hell had happened?

“C’mon, why so stiff? Let’s sing!

“A’Wei, play Sa Jerk of Mine! Let’s relive our youth!”

Guo Wei coughed. “Boss, I think it’s Desk Mate, not Sa Jerk.”

Jiang Zhou waved it off. “Sa aning — just different ti and place.”