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Zhang Yifan straightened up and met the other person's gaze calmly.

The two stood a few steps apart, silently gazing at each other.

No one spoke first.

But the undercurrents had already exploded in the air.

Wang Wenting barely slept that night.

After fleeing in a disheveled state yesterday evening, she has fallen into complete silence.

There was no emotional outburst, no self-inflicted emotional distress or crying.

Thanks to her roommate's recommendation, she also learned about what happened on the school forum.

I went through all the posts related to basil and yesterday's confession farce.

The onlookers are just enjoying the spectacle.

What I'm watching is the social idiocy of rich kids, their self-pity, and their incredibly awkward moments.

But Wang Wenting was looking at the wind direction.

It is hostility.

It's a problem that's about to materialize.

She knows basil all too well.

Born into a privileged family, he had a smooth and successful life from childhood to adulthood.

Holding real power in the student union, they are definitely at the top of the student circle.

Extremely concerned with saving face, petty-minded, vengeful, and protective of their own.

Yesterday, I was left standing there in front of the whole school, completely losing face.

This kind of person is definitely not someone you can just laugh off.

The storm seems to have passed, and the hype is slowly fading.

In reality, Basil's anger was entirely directed at Zhang Yifan.

Wang Wenting knew exactly what was going on.

Zhang Yifan appears to be safe and sound.

In fact, Basil has been keeping a close eye on him.

She can accept that her obsession will not come true.

I can accept that my six years of unilateral benchmarking and unilateral approaching have all been rendered meaningless.

It's perfectly acceptable that Shen Zhiyi has a boyfriend and has found her own place in life.

There was only one thing she couldn't tolerate.

She couldn't accept that Shen Zhiyi was being dragged into this unnecessary trouble.

Even more unacceptable is that Shen Zhiyi was targeted, harassed, and wronged by Luo Le because of Zhang Yifan.

In her biased understanding.

Shen Zhiyi will always be the one who stands at the top, clean and pure.

We shouldn't get involved in this power struggle on campus.

After thinking about it all night, she finally came.

She doesn't care what others think.

She had to remind Zhang Yifan.

This man needs to be brought to his senses.

Let's talk in private.

Wang Wenting finally spoke, her voice dry and calm, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

Zhang Yifan nodded readily.

"Can."

He turned to look at Shen Zhiyi, his tone relaxed.

"I'll just go over for a quick chat and be right back."

Shen Zhiyi pursed her lips and nodded gently.

He didn't say it, but he was already starting to feel uneasy.

Zhang Yifan followed Wang Wenting to a secluded, shady corner.

The two avoided Shen Zhiyi's line of sight.

Wang Wenting didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

Do you know basil?

Zhang Yifan responded calmly.

"I know, that Qing dynasty remnant who had his confession backfire."

Wang Wenting's eyes were serious.

Don't think he's just a joke.

He wielded considerable influence among Tsinghua University's freshmen, held positions in the student union, and came from a very wealthy family.

You embarrassed him yesterday, he won't let you get away with it.

Military training will begin the day after tomorrow, and the student union will be involved in the management throughout the process.

He has plenty of ways to increase the intensity within the rules.

She speaks very quickly, and every word she says is the truth.

There were no threats or intimidation.

It was purely an anxious reminder.

Zhang Yifan listened quietly, without refuting or interrupting.

Wang Wenting felt even more anxious seeing his nonchalant expression.

"You are an ordinary freshman with no background or connections."

You can't withstand his targeting.

I don't care how outstanding you are normally, or how amazing you are as a top scorer in the college entrance examination.

These things are utterly useless in the face of campus resources and power.

Finally, she revealed her most fundamental and obsessive bottom line.

"You can be targeted."

You can accept a loss.

But you absolutely cannot drag Shen Zhiyi down.

Don't let her be pointed at or targeted because of you.

Don't burden her in any way.

Beneath the veneer of selflessness in these words lies an extremely awkward favoritism.

Zhang Yifan was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this.

Everyone in the world thought that Wang Wenting hated Shen Zhiyi and wanted to beat her.

Only he knows.

This girl protected Shen Zhiyi more than anyone else.

Zhang Yifan looked at her tense profile and finally spoke.

His tone was soft, yet his words hit the nail on the head.

"You care about her so much not because you want to beat her."

It's because you like her, right?

The moment those words were spoken.

Wang Wenting froze instantly.

All the tension, calmness, and pretense in his body instantly cracked open.

A secret kept hidden for six years was completely exposed by a single sentence.

Her pupils contracted slightly as she looked at Zhang Yifan in disbelief.

His lips moved, but he couldn't speak for a long time.

At first, there was panic.

After the initial panic, there comes a sense of resignation and acceptance.

She took a deep breath, a stubborn red gleam in her eyes.

"So what if it is?"

She's stopped pretending, and there's no need for her to anymore.

Yesterday's lapse in composure exposed all his weaknesses.

"I've liked her since junior high school."

I benchmarked myself against her, competed with her, and compared my grades and everything else with her.

Everyone thinks I'm very competitive.

I just wanted to be closer to her.

She looked up, staring intently at Zhang Yifan, her tone filled with resentment and obsession.

"The only thing I regret."

I just didn't confess my feelings to her sooner.

If I had been braver, you wouldn't have even had a chance to appear.

In my eyes.

You're the one who barged in as the third party.

This statement is both utterly absurd and utterly reasonable.

It was a knot in Wang Wenting's heart that had been there for six years.

After hearing this, Zhang Yifan was neither angry nor annoyed; in fact, he found it somewhat amusing.

He looked at the girl in front of him, whose obsession was almost endearing, and retorted directly.

"There is no first come, first served when it comes to feelings."

Your crush is your business, but Shen Zhiyi has never belonged to you.

Even if you had confessed, if she doesn't like you, she simply doesn't like you.

Then, he spoke calmly, yet with extreme confidence.

"Also, you overestimate basil."

In my eyes, he's just a clown.

The so-called school power and targeted military training are useless against me.

Wang Wenting frowned instantly, her face full of disbelief.

In her mind, Zhang Yifan was just an ordinary family member and an ordinary freshman.

With no background or connections, what gives him the right to stand up to Basil, who wields real power?

Don't be stubborn!

You're just blindly confident, talking big and showing off!

You have no idea what those people are capable of!

She became more and more anxious as she spoke.

The more certain they became that Zhang Yifan was young, arrogant, and ignorant of his own limitations.

Sooner or later, his arrogance will drag Shen Zhiyi down with him.

The two faced off in a corner, and the atmosphere grew increasingly tense.

Not far away.

Shen Zhiyi stood there, her mindset completely complicated.

She watched helplessly.

Her arch-nemesis pulled her boyfriend aside.

They secretly chatted privately for half a day behind my back.

The scene was extremely serious.

Shen Zhiyi's mind began to race with wild imaginations.

No?

Hasn't Wang Wenting been opposing me for six years?

Why aren't you contacting me now, but instead you're having a private talk with my boyfriend?

This art style is off!

Could she be... trying to steal Zhang Yifan away?

Am I the clown?

A strange pang of sadness welled up in Shen Zhiyi's heart.

She believed in Zhang Yifan completely.

But she genuinely didn't believe Wang Wenting.

This woman has been obsessive for six years, and she never does things the way that is expected.

Who knows what mischief she's up to?

The person in question was excluded, and two people who should have been completely unrelated were secretly arguing behind her back.

Curiosity, jealousy, and doubt are all at their peak.

Shen Zhiyi hesitated for two seconds, then gently tiptoed.

He tiptoed and stealthily approached the two of them.

She wanted to hear it.

These two people were secretly communicating behind her back.

What earth-shattering secret are they talking about?