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

After he finished speaking, Jiang Che felt a chill run down his spine from the sheer awkwardness of his own words.

However, Su Qinghe did not experience any adverse reactions.

She was stunned for a moment, then her cheeks flushed instantly.

"You...you're talking nonsense again." She buried her face in his chest again.

Jiang Che was also stunned. Normally, shouldn't Su Qinghe be laughing and hitting him at this moment, saying that he was doing these awkward things again?

Did they pick up the wrong script today?

"I'm not talking nonsense, I'm serious."

Jiang Che pinched his girlfriend's cheek, forcing her to look up and meet his gaze.

Corny pickup lines may be corny, but what he said was genuinely from the bottom of his heart.

"My girlfriend played Rachmaninoff blindfolded and still managed to send her rivals packing on the spot. How amazing is that?"

"This awesome girl is my girlfriend, didn't I save the galaxy in my past life?"

Su Qinghe was successfully amused by him, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

"They would say nice things to make me happy."

……

The final competition of the arts festival ended at 6 p.m.

As for the score rankings, the organizing committee needs time to compile them, and the results are expected within three days.

However, neither Jiang Che nor Su Qinghe were particularly nervous or expectant about the result.

One is very confident in himself, and the other is very confident in his girlfriend.

Moreover, Su Qinghe originally participated with the mindset of "participation is the most important thing". It would be best to win an award, but it wouldn't matter if she didn't.

On the very night the competition ended, the campus forum was completely ignited.

The videos of Jiang Che fiercely protecting his wife and Su Qinghe playing the piano blindfolded both topped the charts.

Their fame within Kyoto University further increased, making them an "ideal couple" that no one in Kyoto University dared to mess with.

Su Qinghe was very satisfied with this, so after returning home that evening, she specially changed into her battle uniform and took the initiative to give Jiang Che some "girlfriend exclusive rewards".

……

After this incident, their lives returned to normal for a few days.

Ye Qingru was eventually expelled from school.

Not only because of the tampering at the arts festival, but also because of other egregious acts she had committed in the past, all of which were reported to the school by the victims at the time.

The biggest impact comes from academic misconduct such as cheating on exams multiple times and having someone else take the exam for you.

Ultimately, the university could no longer tolerate such a student with a long history of misconduct remaining at Peking University and expelled him.

Ye Qingru then completely disappeared from the campus.

According to the inside information Xu Wenbin had gathered, she had already been taken back to Hong Kong by the Ye family.

As for what they will face after returning, no one knows, and no one cares.

Jiang Che and Su Qinghe enjoyed a few rare days of peace and quiet on campus.

There was no harassment from the scheming senior, and no behind-the-scenes machinations.

Every day is just about going to class, eating, spending time in the library, and then going home and relaxing.

Su Qinghe really enjoyed these kinds of days.

Every morning when she woke up and saw Jiang Che sleeping next to her, she couldn't help but secretly trace his eyebrows and nose with her finger, and then bury her face in his chest and rub against him a couple of times.

Every time Jiang Che was woken up by her rubbing against him, he would helplessly rub the back of her head and say, "Are you using me as a scratching post?"

Su Qinghe replied matter-of-factly, "Aren't you my scratching post?" and continued to rub against it.

Jiang Che had no choice but to let her be.

However, this peaceful period was disrupted on Thursday afternoon by a notification in the grade-level group chat.

The two were studying in the reading area on the third floor of the library at the time.

Just then, both of their phones vibrated simultaneously.

Jiang Che picked up his phone and glanced at it. It was a notification sent by counselor Fang Yizhou in the grade group.

"Dear students, according to the school's teaching schedule, the physical fitness test for this semester will be held from next Monday to Wednesday."

"The specific arrangements are as follows: The School of Economics and Management's test will be held at 8:00 AM next Monday at the East Track and Field Stadium. All students are requested to attend on time and are not allowed to be absent."

Physical fitness test?

After reading it, Jiang Che placed his phone face down on the table without reacting.

He has always been physically fit, and his physical education grades have never fallen out of the top three in his class from elementary school to high school.

Although the military-style training his grandfather gave him when he was young didn't teach him any extraordinary martial arts skills, it did give him a very solid foundation in physical fitness.

What's more, he's a marathon champion.

Running a kilometer is like a warm-up for him.

I can easily do twenty pull-ups without any problem.

Needless to say, his lung capacity is incredible; he can play the saxophone for forty seconds straight without stopping.

Therefore, Jiang Che didn't care about physical fitness tests at all.

But the person next to him was different.

Just as Jiang Che was about to continue reading, he felt a soft finger tapping his arm.

He turned his head and saw Su Qinghe staring at her phone screen, her brows furrowed and her lips slightly pursed.

His expression was as if he had seen some terrible news that he absolutely did not want to face.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Che asked her in a low voice.

Su Qinghe held her phone up to him, her fingertip pointing to the words "Physical Fitness Test," and said in a pitiful tone, "This one."

"Physical fitness test?"

Jiang Che looked at her with amusement: "What happened to the physical test?"

"I don't want to run the 800 meters."

Su Qinghe put her phone on the table, leaned back in her chair, and spoke in a muffled tone.

Jiang Che closed the book, turned to look at her, and said, "Weren't you pretty good at sports before? I remember you even signed up for the 800 meters at the sports meet in your second year of high school?"

"That was in the second year of high school, that's been so long."

Su Qinghe lowered her eyelids and leaned on Jiang Che's shoulder, acting coquettishly: "I was quite capable of fighting a while ago, but it's all your fault. I've completely lost my fighting ability now."

After being taken in by Jiang Che, her life underwent a complete transformation.

When she lived alone before, she had to do everything herself: grocery shopping, cooking, washing clothes, and cleaning.

Although it was tough, at least I managed to maintain a basic daily exercise routine.

Moreover, after she lost her sight and was taken in by Lu Heng, she practiced a lot of martial arts with him, which further improved her physical condition.

But since coming to Jiang Che's side, most of the housework has either been done by machines or shared by the two of them.

Moreover, she found that she had fewer and fewer opportunities to do housework lately, or even none at all.

Jiang Che's explanation was: "The villa is so big, we definitely need to hire servants to clean it. How can we let the lady of the house clean it herself?"

So her daily routine became: being fed by Jiang Che, being picked up and dropped off by Jiang Che, being held by Jiang Che to sleep, and being spoiled by Jiang Che to the point that her limbs were almost atrophied.

Su Qinghe lowered her head and pinched the flesh on her upper arm.

Previously, you could feel some muscle definition in her arms, after all, she had practiced self-defense for a while, so although she wasn't strong, her arms were at least toned.

What now?

It feels soft and squishy when you squeeze it; it's all fat.

She secretly touched her thigh again.

Softer.

Su Qinghe's face immediately fell in displeasure.

She felt like a fat little cat being kept in a greenhouse by Jiang Che, spending her days eating and sleeping.

She occasionally acts coquettish, and her life is incredibly comfortable.

But the price is a sharp decline in physical fitness.