You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

The car's heater was on, and the temperature was very high.

As soon as she sat down, Su Qinghe was hit in the face by a wave of stuffy heat.

She untied her scarf, revealing a flushed face.

Jiang Che sat next to her, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes to rest.

I've been running around all morning, arguing and even hitting people, so I'm really tired.

But Su Qinghe just couldn't calm down.

She sat there, twisting the hem of her clothes with both hands, her mind a jumble of thoughts.

The thrill from holding hands hadn't faded yet, and now the words Bai Yuning had taught her in the hospital bathroom were flooding her mind like a barrage of comments.

— "Make the most of your weaknesses, act like a delicate and innocent girl, men all fall for that."

"A little bit of coquetry is enough to make any man swoon."

"Do you want to remain his friend forever, or do you want to work hard to make him completely yours?"

Su Qinghe bit her lower lip, mentally encouraging herself.

Su Qinghe, you can do it.

Isn't it just being cute?

Isn't it just pretending to be weak?

You're already weak, so there's no need to pretend!

Just... just a little bit exaggerated is fine.

But... how exactly do I do it?

Should I just burrow into his arms?

No, no, that would be too unladylike. Jiang Che would definitely think she was a promiscuous woman.

So...pretend you're not feeling well?

This seems like a good idea!

Su Qinghe quietly turned her head to "look" in Jiang Che's direction.

Although she couldn't see him, she could feel Jiang Che right beside her, within reach.

The car drove smoothly, and the carriage was quiet, with only the driver's occasional light cough.

Su Qinghe had prepared herself mentally for a long time. She took a deep breath and slowly clenched her hands on her knees.

action!

She first shifted her body slightly, moving herself a little closer to Jiang Che.

Then, she raised one hand and pressed it to her temple, her brows furrowing slightly, and let out a very soft groan.

"Um……"

Although her voice was very soft, it sounded very clear because the carriage was very quiet.

Jiang Che opened his eyes immediately when he heard Su Qinghe make a sound.

He turned to look at Su Qinghe and saw that the girl was frowning and looked very uncomfortable, so he immediately sat up straight and came over with great concern.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Hearing his concerned voice, Su Qinghe's heart skipped a beat. First, she couldn't help but feel a little smug, and then she felt a little guilty.

But this slight unease was nothing; it was almost immediately overwhelmed by joy.

It really works!

He really cares about himself!

Su Qinghe forcibly suppressed the corners of her mouth that were already turning up slightly, deciding to make the performance more convincing.

She shook her head weakly, her body slumping slightly towards Jiang Che.

"N-nothing..."

"It's just... a bit stuffy in the car, and I feel a little dizzy..."

She wasn't entirely faking it.

The car's heater was definitely on too high, and combined with my emotional rollercoaster just now, I'm feeling a bit dizzy right now.

But normally, she would definitely keep quiet.

But now, she wanted to use this slight discomfort to gain more of Jiang Che's attention and pity.

"Are you carsick?"

Jiang Che frowned and reached out to press down the car window slightly.

A cold breeze rushed in instantly, dispelling the stuffiness in the carriage.

"Are you feeling better?"

Seeing that Su Qinghe's complexion hadn't improved much, he reached out and touched her forehead. "No fever."

Su Qinghe seized his outstretched hand, preventing him from pulling it back.

She pressed her cheek against his palm, rubbing against him like a kitten seeking comfort.

"Jiang Che..."

The girl's voice was soft and sweet, and she hummed softly with a pitiful expression, just like a girlfriend coaxing her boyfriend, which was so endearing that it melted your heart.

"I feel so dizzy... Can I... lean on you?"

After saying that, Su Qinghe's heart was pounding in her chest.

This is the limit of what she can do.

But the truth is that Su Qinghe's leaning on him completely stunned Jiang Che.

He held her soft, warm body in his arms, the faint milky scent of the girl lingering around his nose.

Jiang Che was as stiff as a stone, his hands hanging in mid-air with nowhere to go, and finally he could only stiffly rest them on his knees.

No way, who can handle this?

Jiang Che looked down at the little head in his arms. Su Qinghe's eyes were closed, her eyelashes were still trembling slightly, and her pitiful and extremely dependent appearance was simply tempting him to commit a crime.

When did this girl learn this trick?

Jiang Che wondered to himself, where did that socially awkward, stuttering girl who used to blush easily and never dare to speak loudly go?

If no one teaches him, he'll write his name backwards.

Without even thinking, Jiang Che guessed that it must have been Bai Yuning's doing.

Then, recalling that the two of them had spent almost half an hour in the bathroom that morning, Jiang Che felt completely relieved.

Case solved.

So this is the secret Bai Yuning was talking about regarding girls.

However, he actually falls for that.

Jiang Che's chauvinistic vanity was greatly satisfied.

"cough."

The driver in the front seat glanced in the rearview mirror and chuckled, jokingly saying, "Young man, is your girlfriend carsick? Just open the window wider to let in some fresh air."

Upon hearing the words "girlfriend," Su Qinghe instinctively perked up her ears to listen to Jiang Che's reaction.

Then I heard Jiang Che say "Okay" with a smile, and then the sound of the wind in my ears grew louder.

Su Qinghe shyly buried her head even deeper into Jiang Che's arms, like a little ostrich trying to hide itself.

……

When they arrived at the apartment building, Jiang Che paid the fare and led Su Qinghe out of the car.

Su Qinghe was very clingy the whole way, and even after getting out of the car, she wouldn't let go of him, as if she wanted to stick to him all the time.

Jiang Che quite enjoyed her clingy nature, so he simply half-hug and half-carry her into the elevator.

"Are you still dizzy?" Jiang Che pressed the floor button and asked, turning his head to the side.

Su Qinghe shook her head, her small hands tightly gripping his sleeve, her voice barely audible: "Much...much better."

Actually, I haven't felt dizzy for a long time.

But she simply couldn't bear to let go.

The feeling of being held in Jiang Che's arms was so addictive, like being addicted to a drug called "Jiang Che," once you're hooked, you can never quit.

With a "ding," the elevator doors opened.

Since it was a one-apartment-per-floor layout, Jiang Che instructed the mall's delivery personnel to simply leave the items at the door in the morning.

Jiang Che first took out his key to open the door, and then moved all the clothes he had bought that morning into the house one by one.

The room was very warm, and as soon as Su Qinghe entered, she felt a wave of heat hit her, instantly dispelling the chill on her body.

"Change your shoes."

Jiang Che took out a pair of pink rabbit-themed cotton slippers from the bag and placed them beside Su Qinghe's feet. Then he bent down slightly and helped her unzip her down jacket.

"It's hot inside, take off your coat, don't get sweaty."

Su Qinghe stood obediently and let him do as he pleased.

She was wearing a white turtleneck sweater underneath and a light gray pleated skirt, both of which Jiang Che had just bought for her that morning.

The sweater was somewhat fitted, outlining the girl's curves, which were a little too mature, and her waist was so thin that you could pinch it with one hand.

Jiang Che glanced at it, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily. He quickly looked away, turned around, and hung the down jacket on the hanger.

"Um... I need to do some homework."

Hearing the girl following him, Jiang Che turned around and explained to her somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm in my final year of high school now. Although I don't like studying, you know, I still have to do my homework properly, otherwise I'll get scolded by the teacher again tomorrow."

He is a typical person who is smart but doesn't like to use his intelligence for good. His grades are consistently at the bottom, but he can get into the middle range with just a little cramming.

Su Qinghe was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting that the first thing she would do after returning home would be to do her homework.

"Oh..." She nodded somewhat disappointedly.