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

Jiang Che absentmindedly poked around in the bowl with his chopsticks.

He sighed inwardly, then looked up at Su Qinghe.

The girl was putting a piece of sweet and sour pork rib into her mouth, her cheeks bulging out, looking like a little hamster eating, which was very cute.

Jiang Che's heartstrings were slightly touched, but he ultimately chose to swallow the topic of the competition for the time being.

Well, it's a bit too early to say now.

If we don't make it into the top three, wouldn't that be incredibly embarrassing?

Moreover, Su Qinghe is sensitive. If she knew that he was risking his life for her, she would probably overthink things, feel that she owes him a huge favor, and might even prefer not to go to Peking University because she is worried about his health.

This is not the scene Jiang Che wants to see, so instead of making empty promises now, it would be more convincing to actually put the medals on the table.

Even if he does get into the top three, that only grants him special admission qualification; there's still the special admission exam waiting for him.

Therefore, there are many variables along the way, and Jiang Che still thinks it's better to tell Su Qinghe after everything has settled down.

Then I'll take her to the capital, to Weiming Lake, to all the places she wants to go.

Consider this a surprise for Su Qinghe.

"What's wrong? Are you not eating enough?"

Su Qinghe keenly noticed that Jiang Che had stopped eating. She hurriedly stopped chewing, thinking that she had eaten too fast and Jiang Che hadn't eaten enough. Her chopsticks hung in mid-air, unsure of what to do. "I'm not eating anymore, you eat..."

"What are you thinking? I'm just getting full because I see you eating so heartily. You're so beautiful, you know?"

Jiang Che snapped out of his daze, picked up his chopsticks again, and put a piece of braised pork into her bowl. "Eat more meat, get some fat, so it won't hurt your hands when you hug me."

Su Qinghe's face flushed red instantly. She buried her head in her rice, and the tips of her ears turned pink.

After dinner, Jiang Che wanted to put the dishes in the dishwasher, but Su Qinghe refused and insisted on doing it herself.

She carefully stacked the plates one by one, her movements slow but steady, and managed to tidy them all up.

Jiang Che stood at the kitchen door for a while, and after confirming that she could handle the dishwasher, he let her do it.

Back in the bedroom, Jiang Che drew the curtains tightly shut, then sprawled out on the soft bed, letting out a long, comfortable sigh.

Studying this stuff is really not something a human being can do.

He felt like he had lost hundreds of millions of brain cells after just one morning of studying; it was much more tiring than lifting weights for two hours at the gym.

After lying there for a few seconds, he took out his phone and glanced at the time.

It's 1 a.m., I can still sleep for half an hour.

Jiang Che was just about to set an alarm when his phone suddenly vibrated.

The screen lit up, and a WeChat message popped up.

Sender's note: Uncle Liu.

Jiang Che's sleepy eyes cleared instantly. He sat up and quickly swiped his fingers across the screen.

Uncle Liu: Young Master, the things you asked me to investigate have all been resolved.

[There was a lot of information, so I've compiled it into a document and sent it to you for review.]

[Furthermore, I've also thoroughly investigated the backgrounds of several people from the Su family, and we can take action at any time.]

Immediately afterwards, a PDF file titled "Su Family Investigation Report" was sent over.

Jiang Che clicked "Accept," and the file loading progress bar spun twice before opening quickly.

The dense text, accompanied by a few somewhat blurry photos, laid bare Su Qinghe's ordeal over the past month before him.

At first, Jiang Che was able to keep his composure as much as possible, but the more he looked down, the more gloomy his face became.

In the end, his fists were clenched tightly, his teeth were clenched, and he growled that he was a beast.

A month ago, the Su family went bankrupt. Su Qinghe's parents and her younger brother planned to leave the country overnight, but on their way to escape, they were ambushed by a large-scale attack arranged by their enemies, and all three died on the spot.

These three had done all sorts of bad things, so let them die. It's good that Su Qinghe can inherit their family's estate after they die. Although it's not much, it's enough for Su Qinghe to live a carefree life for two or three years.

The problem lies with her uncle Su Daqiang's family.

Jiang Che could sense the depravity of this family just by looking at the information; they were practically vampires reincarnated.

Before Su Qinghe's parents' bodies were even cold, they came to their door with forged IOUs, demanding repayment and insisting that Su's father owed them three million yuan for business.

Su Qinghe had just experienced a huge change and was completely stunned. In addition, Su Daqiang brought a group of people to her door, coming in a menacing manner. She was just a young girl and had no ability to resist at all.

They not only stole all the savings and compensation money left by Su's father, but also occupied the Su family's villa in the city center, beat Su Qinghe up, and kicked her out like trash.

Even more despicable, in order to prevent Su Qinghe from calling the police or seeking help, they even confiscated her mobile phone and ID card.

This is why Su Qinghe ended up on the streets, scavenging for food in trash cans, and being bullied by a few thugs.

The document concludes with several recent photos of Su Daqiang's family.

In the photo, Su Daqiang is sitting in the living room that originally belonged to Su Qinghe's family, with a cigarette between his fingers and a mahjong table in front of him, his face trembling with laughter.

His wife was wearing a gold bracelet that originally belonged to Su's mother, and she was gesturing something towards the camera.

Their son, Su Qinghe's cousin, was driving the car that Su's father had bought for her younger brother and showing it off on social media, saying it was a new car his dad had bought for him.

"Okay, very good."

Jiang Che let out a cold laugh, a surge of violent anger rising in his chest.

They don't look like relatives at all!

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them a bunch of beasts in human skin!

Even if you raise a dog, you'll develop feelings for it after more than ten years, let alone your own niece who is related to you by blood.

To drive someone to the brink of despair and still live comfortably in a stolen house and spend stolen money—that kind of mentality is a waste of talent if they don't become terrorists.

If we don't teach them a lesson, I'll change my name to Jiang Che.

He exited the document and sent a message to Uncle Liu.

Jiang Che: Thanks, Uncle Liu. After school tonight, have a few people wait for me at the entrance of the Su family's apartment complex.

Uncle Liu: Understood. Young Master, should we bring weapons?

Jiang Che: No need. We're civilized people; we'll reason with people. But we could bring a few lawyers, and... doesn't Su Daqiang like playing mahjong? Prepare a 'specially made' set for him.

After sending the message, Jiang Che tossed his phone onto his pillow and began massaging his temples while taking deep breaths to calm himself down.

He quickly suppressed his anger, but what followed was an indescribable heartache for Su Qinghe.

She had endured so much inhuman torture, yet she could still smile so sweetly at him and still think about cooking and cleaning for him.

How did she manage to get through it?

Jiang Che closed his eyes, his mind filled with the image of Su Qinghe shivering in the cold wind.

tonight.

Tonight.

He wanted to make those beasts return every penny they'd taken, with interest.