Transmigrated into the body of the vain and materialistic ex-girlfriend of a young master

Regardless of what Bo Jinghuai was thinking, to outsiders, the Crown Prince appeared to be listening attentively to the lesson, his eyes glued to the screen.

Shen Qingyue sat down next to him, opened the sheet music, and whispered, "Jinghuai, I've finished practicing a new piece. Are you free today? Would you like to hear it beforehand?"

Bo Jinghuai gave a perfunctory "hmm".

Then she realized her mistake and said, "No, I'll listen later if I have the chance."

Shen Qingyue didn't mind and continued to speak softly.

She said one sentence, and Bo Jinghuai responded with one sentence, no more, no less.

But his eyes were always looking straight ahead.

……

The class lasted forty-five minutes and finally came to an end.

When the professor announced the end of get out of class, no one moved, their eyes all fixed on the back row.

Bo Jinghuai stood up.

Shen Qingyue also stood up. "Jinghuai, are you going back to your apartment? I have a car, I can give you a ride."

"No need," Bo Jinghuai said. "I'll go myself."

He strode out, his long legs carrying him without stopping as he passed Su Jingsheng.

The little girl kept her head down, tidying up the sheet music, without looking up.

The two were like strangers, about to pass each other by.

But in that instant, Bo Jinghuai's fingers gently touched her wrist.

It was a very light touch, a fleeting moment, and no one noticed.

Su Jingsheng paused for a moment, then continued packing.

Bo Jinghuai walked out of the classroom, and Shen Qingyue followed behind him.

The classroom then came alive.

"My God, Young Master Bo is so handsome."

"Senior Shen and he are such a good match."

"Do you think they're really together?"

"Of course, they all left together."

"I'm so envious."

Su Jingsheng walked out of the classroom, and when she reached the stairwell, her phone vibrated.

She took it out to look; it was sent by Bo Jinghuai.

Meet me in the grove at 7 PM.

Su Jingsheng stared at the screen for a few seconds before typing a reply.

Didn't you say you weren't close on the surface?

Bo Jinghuai returned quickly.

That's why I asked you to come at 7 o'clock, when there are fewer people.

Su Jingsheng is typing.

【it is good. 】

She put her phone back in her pocket, a subtle smile playing on her lips.

It's a secret relationship.

It feels like an affair, how exciting!

……

It was seven o'clock in the evening, and it wasn't completely dark yet.

The light was even dimmer in the grove, with dappled shadows cast by the trees. The occasional faint noise from the distant sports field only added to the tranquility of the place.

When Su Jingsheng arrived, Bo Jinghuai was already there.

He leaned against a thick sycamore tree trunk, his hands in his pockets, the collar of his black shirt loose, revealing a small patch of his collarbone.

Upon seeing her arrive, Bo Jinghuai straightened up and his gaze fell upon her.

Su Jingsheng's hair was different from the afternoon; it was loosely braided and draped over one shoulder, with a ribbon of the same color tied at the end.

She walked quietly to him, tilting her head up to look at him.

Bo Jinghuai didn't speak, he just stared at her with a serious look in his eyes, like a good student staring at a bad student.

Su Jingsheng felt her heart pound under his gaze. Her long eyelashes fluttered twice, and she asked softly, "Jinghuai, what's wrong?"

She thought she had given herself away somewhere.

But she's been upfront about it from the beginning; her body needs his pheromones. That's not lying, is it?

Bo Jinghuai stared at her for several seconds before speaking, his voice low and deep: "Su Jingsheng."

"Um?"

"You haven't changed your bad habits," Bo Jinghuai said, his tone carrying a hint of admonition.

"He doesn't pay attention in class and keeps spacing out."

Su Jingsheng was stunned for a moment.

Just for this?

She blinked and explained softly, "I didn't."

"Not yet?" Bo Jinghuai raised an eyebrow.

"I was sitting in the back and could see it clearly. When the professor was lecturing on music theory, your eyes were always looking out the window. You were completely out of your mind."

He took a step forward, his tall figure creating a sense of oppression that enveloped her.

"How are you going to pass your final exams if you keep going like this?" Bo Jinghuai asked, looking at her.

"Let me make it clear beforehand, this young master will not help you cheat."

Su Jingsheng opened her mouth, wanting to say that she didn't need to cheat at all.

This world has a musical divide; those theories revered as classics were merely introductory levels in her original world.

She already knew everything the professor said by heart, and even understood it more deeply than the professor himself.

The little girl was about to retort, but she swallowed her words back.

The first rule of seducing a man flashed through my mind: make him put his mind to it.

If you spend time, energy, and effort on something, your mind will naturally become biased.

Su Jingsheng lowered her eyes, and when she raised them again, her eyes were already red.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she sniffed, her voice tinged with grievance: "I just don't understand."

Bo Jinghuai was stunned.

He looked at the little girl, who was on the verge of tears, her lips slightly pursed, looking pitiful.

Bo Jinghuai's initial thought of lecturing someone vanished instantly.

He wondered if he had gone too far.

He remembered that Su Jingsheng used to be the eldest daughter of the Su family. Although her family was not a top-tier noble family, they were still of minor noble birth.

She was pampered and spoiled since childhood, and even if she didn't know anything, her family would always support her.

She was not obligated to understand those dry music theories anyway.

It was Su Mingde who was too incompetent. He raised his daughter to be spoiled and pampered, but she was empty-headed. Then he suddenly went bankrupt and couldn't support her for the rest of her life.

It wasn't her fault.

He shouldn't have been so fierce.