A world where love reigns supreme? This is truly chaotic!

And she knew too little about romance novels. She was quite unfamiliar with the books on this popular list. She pushed the cart with one hand and took the two books from her left hand with the other. Just by glancing at the title of the first book, she felt that the title was too explicit... The romance novels she had always read were more light and refreshing.

The cover of the thick novel in Shan Yaoning's hand prominently displayed a line of large characters:

What should I do if my brother loves me too much?

Dan Yaoning blushed slightly just from reading the book title. She quickly grabbed the book and ran home.

……

Inside a quiet private room in the coffee shop, a man and a woman sat. The man had obviously just arrived and was looking at the menu after sitting down. He was a little hungry and was wondering if he should order a cake.

"I've been eating too many sweets lately, and I don't really want anything to eat..."

"Then don't eat it," the girl sitting opposite said.

"Hmm, then I'll eat something salty to settle it down."

"..." The girl was speechless. She glanced at the seemingly elegant and proper but actually somewhat carefree boy in front of her and said, "Wei Zecheng, you came to see me early just to buy me coffee?"

The boy in the two was Sun Weizecheng, while the girl in front of him was obviously a stranger. She had a head of thick, permed, wavy hair that reached her waist. She wore a white silk blouse with ribbons and a string of pearls around her neck. She slowly sipped her coffee, then frowned, put down her coffee, and started adding sugar, spoonful after spoonful.

Sun Weizecheng was dumbfounded and laughed, "You're still the same as ever, you love sweets so much."

"..." The girl still didn't reply, but just stirred the coffee in her cup with a small spoon.

That's really arrogant.

Sun Weize thought this to himself, but he still continued to bring up the topic, saying, "You transferred to this school because of the student council president, right? You really like to compete with her in everything, even though you are the eldest daughter of the Jiang family."

"What do you mean by competing with her? It's just about getting things that don't belong to her."

Sun Weizecheng's eyes twitched slightly as he smiled, almost unable to contain himself. But he remembered the purpose of his visit, so he coughed lightly and said, "But it seems the student council president has developed a strong interest in a boy at our school!"

Upon hearing this, the girl, who had been quite calm, became restless and slammed her hand on the table, her imposing manner even startling Sun Weizecheng.

"What did you say!"

"Don't get so agitated. You've been away from home for so long, there must be a lot you don't know. You'll gradually learn more after you transfer here," Sun Weizecheng said, trying to calm her down.

The girl then crossed her arms over her chest, tapped her arms with her fingertips, thought for a moment, and walked straight toward the door, saying, "I understand. Let's end this meeting here."

Extremely arrogant.

After the girl left, Sun Weizecheng's forced smile finally relaxed. He exhaled, bumped his head on the table, and said softly, "She really is an unreasonable little girl... completely spoiled... However, the task assigned by the president can be considered completed."

Guangchang, some things can't be blamed on your brother. As the saying goes, if you don't change, you die...

……

on Monday.

Guangchang arrived at school as usual. As soon as he entered the school gate, he felt that the school had become inexplicably lively. There were various bouquets at the entrance, and even banners were posted on the teaching buildings. Moreover, many students were gathered in the large square, their eyes fixed on the school gate.

"Welcome Jiang Xintong to our school!"

Wow, such a grand entrance ceremony for someone alone? Where did this rich girl come from?

"Good morning, boss." Chen Nuanxin jogged over from a distance and greeted him.

"Oh, that's heartwarming, good morning."

"With such a grand entrance, it seems like another super-rich young lady has transferred here."

"It seems so, there are names on it too." Guangchang pointed to the names on the banner.

“Jiang Xintong! I don’t know her at all… but judging from her level, she should be comparable to an F6 member. As expected, F6 is a replacement system. As soon as Han Junche steps down, someone will immediately take his place.” Chen Nuanxin nodded to herself.

"Who cares about her?" Guangchang pursed his lips. What did this have to do with him?

Just as Guangchang and Chen Nuanxin were about to return to the classroom, the noise at the school gate became even louder. The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw one luxury car after another parked in a row at the school gate as if they had agreed beforehand. Then, in the back seat of an extended vehicle in the middle, the driver opened the door and helped a girl in a red uniform out of the car.

The girl, wearing brown boots and carrying a backpack, walked on the laid-out red carpet. Her gaze swept over the place once and then never looked again, perfectly embodying the attitude of the wealthy.

"Red uniform? Are they from another school?" Chen Nuanxin asked in confusion.

The girl's arrival caused quite a stir among the students. Many of them already knew her identity beforehand, and now they were all too afraid to get close. Only Guang Chen and the girl stood a little closer together. Then, the girl actually glanced at Guang Chen and walked straight towards him.

Upon reaching him, she casually slung her backpack over Guangchang's arm and said nonchalantly, "Carry my bag, you poor man!"

The poor? Hmm? Does this world still have an aristocratic worldview? Guang Chen was very surprised, his eyes constantly exchanging glances with Chen Nuanxin beside him, while Chen Nuanxin was also confused. Was the classic plot of the story still unfolding?

The aloofness and superiority that only the wealthy possess!

Jiang Xintong patted her pocket, took out a checkbook, tore off a check, held it between her index and middle fingers and handed it to Guang Guangchen without even looking at him: "Fill in the amount yourself."

Oh, that familiar feeling of déjà vu is back.

Guangchang stared at her blankly, then took the check. To be honest, he had wanted to try this for a long time. He pulled his backpack in front of him, took out a pen from the pencil case inside, smoothed out the check, and began to draw circles one by one from cent to cent in front of Jiang Xintong…

55. I'm going to take everything away from you!

Guang Chen had never seen a check before, only glancing at it briefly in movies and TV shows. This time, while drawing circles from back to front, he quickly realized that the highest digit of this check could only be drawn up to 100 million. Pshaw... I thought it could be drawn up to at least 10 billion.

Guangchang Chen wasn't greedy; he simply wrote down 100 million.

Jiang Xintong saw everything he did and was a little dumbfounded: "Wait, wait! What are you doing!"

Guangchang raised his head and said honestly, "Didn't you tell me to fill in any amount?"

"Well, that's not like I'm asking you to fill in a hundred million!" Jiang Xintong snatched back the check, her tone somewhat impatient. As the check was drawn, Guang Chen and Chen Nuanxin both felt a sense of defeat. They had promised to take a gamble and win big, but they hadn't had a chance to succeed. They both sighed and looked at Jiang Xintong as if she were someone who didn't keep her promises, with no trace of their former superiority.

"You, you guys!" Jiang Xintong, who had always maintained a high-handed demeanor, was a little flustered at this moment. She had only just arrived at this school, how did she run into these two? Her eyes darted around. The other students were all scared to death because of her identity and kept their distance. Only the two of you dared to get so close to her. The authority she had established by entering the school gate had been shattered just like that... Yan Xingmeng was probably watching her from somewhere.

Jiang Xintong's cheeks flushed slightly. She bit her lip, revealing a canine tooth on her right side, and glared at Guang Yuchen with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance. Fortunately, the school officials arrived in a hurry, allowing the incident to continue.

Seeing that even the principal personally greeted him with a smile, Guang Guangchen must have a very important background. Guang Guangchen had accomplished another great feat, and the surrounding students were all talking about him. The crowd gradually dispersed, and Guang Guangchen and Chen Nuanxin returned to the classroom. On the way, they chatted briefly about the girl.

"Boss, you're being a bit too bold. You've filled in way too many."

"Yes, I'm regretting it now. Thinking about it carefully, would it have been more reasonable to fill in two million..."

"I think one million is safer. With so many people watching, one million can create a legend: the heiress of a certain company spends a fortune on her first visit to a certain university! That would definitely generate a huge buzz."

"Yes, what a pity."

"pity."

The two looked up, both appearing somewhat melancholy. It was all the fault of short videos! What's with all the gambles! Wouldn't it have been better to just write a solid article that would earn a million? The two talked a lot about money, but rarely commented on Jiang Xintong's personality, because of a very simple reason: she paid.

Compared to the fierce and unpaid boss in Guang Chen's memory of his past life, Jiang Xintong's appearance was clearly much more refined and pretty...

……

"I didn't expect you to come so quickly. I thought it would take at least another week. Are all the transfer procedures in order?" Sun Weizecheng was leading Jiang Xintong toward the president's office in the main building. He thought she would chat with the school officials in the principal's office for a while, but she didn't even give the school any face and came out after only a few words, which startled Sun Weizecheng who was waiting outside the door.

"I'm already here, why are you asking so many questions? Speaking of which... your school is really old and dilapidated, the air is filled with a cheap and shabby smell..." Jiang Xintong pulled a handkerchief from her uniform collar and covered her mouth and nose. If Guangchang were here, he would definitely criticize her for being a classic example.

Sun Weizecheng and Jiang Xintong had known each other since childhood, and their personalities had always been the same. The Sun family and the Jiang family were both top-tier conglomerates in the country. Later, the chairman told him that the two of them had never gotten along. Jiang Xintong's grandfather was also a high-ranking official in the political arena, and he and the chairman's father were of the same generation. The chairman's father had his daughter late in life, and the two of them were always fighting and arguing, no one knew if their horoscopes were incompatible. Just listening to the chairman recount the past made Sun Weizecheng feel a chill down his spine. This time, after transferring schools, it was clear that he was going to cause some big trouble again.

Upon entering the main building, he led her to the president's office. As Sun Weizecheng opened the door, the other four people inside were already waiting. This time, all members of F6 were present. After Han Junche left, only Chu Ling and Zhou Qianwen remained as new members. They had just received a few words of advice from the president, and now, seeing Jiang Xintong walking into the president's office with an air of superiority, the two of them were even more nervous, straightening their taut backs.

"It's been more than half a year since I last saw you, Xintong." Yan Xingmeng, sitting behind the president's desk, gently tapped the fountain pen in her hand. When she saw the other person arrive, she took off her glasses and smiled faintly.

Jiang Xintong, however, was unimpressed. Especially when she saw the small telescope on Yan Xingmeng's desk, she immediately frowned angrily. Sure enough, Yan Xingmeng had seen everything about her when she first entered the school! Those two!

Jiang Xintong looked away and said, "Yan Xingmeng, you're the student council president at such a terrible school? I heard you even made up the name 'F6,' don't you find that ridiculous?"

Jiang Xintong turned around, just about to seize the opportunity to look directly at the other person and deliver a sarcastic remark, but the next second, she was surprised to find that Yan Xingmeng had already appeared in front of her like a ghost, even getting very close to her face. This startled Jiang Xintong, and she staggered back a step. Just as she was about to fall, Shan Yimo pushed a chair behind her, and Jiang Xintong sat down steadily.

Before she could react, Yan Xingmeng pulled her hands up again, her face beaming with joy, and said, "Xintong! I've been so looking forward to seeing you. Shall we have lunch together?"

That beaming smile instantly shattered Jiang Xintong's planned non-stop output formula: to tease her school, her fashion sense, her ridiculous nickname, and the overreacting poor folks, etc. Jiang Xintong's gaze shifted downwards, and she immediately pulled her hand away from Yan Xingmeng's grasp, shouting, "I won't eat with you! Listen up, Yan Xingmeng, our feud isn't over! I'll be here... taking everything from you..."

The last half-sentence sounded a bit melancholic, as if there was some unspeakable secret, which became the key to the rift between the two.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the president's office fell silent. Sun Weizecheng leaned against the wall, pretending not to hear. Shan Yimo remained expressionless, and Yan Xingmeng finally withdrew her smile and calmly met her gaze. Chu Ling felt that she had come to the wrong place, wondering why she had been invited to such a tense occasion. All of them were more or less affected by this atmosphere, except for one person!

Zhou Qianwen lowered her head, listening to the stiff and somewhat awkward lines. Her face flushed with embarrassment. What "poor people" and "taken everything away from you"? Weren't the words a bit strange? In the past, she wouldn't have been affected, but ever since she spent a lot of time with Guang and Nuanxin and often heard complaints about bizarre plot developments, she couldn't hold back anymore when she heard these words. She gently rubbed her ears like Guang did to ease her already flushed earlobes.

"I will never forget that day. I will take everything from you! I will let you taste what I'm made of!" Jiang Xintong said coldly. She finally stood up, glanced around the president's office, and saw Zhou Qianwen. Her ears were red. Wow, she's scared to this extent? They're all a bunch of idiots.

"So what exactly do you want from me? I've already given you my greetings."

“I was originally thinking that since there was a vacancy in F6 after you transferred here, you might as well join us directly… but it seems that things aren’t going too smoothly now,” Yan Xingmeng said slowly.

Jiang Xintong was invited to join F6! Everyone present was shocked, except for Zhou Qianwen, who was still a little uneasy about it.

"Don't be ridiculous, I'm not joining any F6. By the way, do you like forming some kind of F6 to assert your rights? Well then, I'll form a group too, and we'll see who the students support more." Jiang Xintong's words were full of provocation. The two remained locked in a staring contest. (Please add some lightning effects at this point, thank you.)

“Our student council won’t approve it,” Shan Yimo interjected.

"We don't need your approval. We did it on our own initiative, and it has nothing to do with your student council!" Jiang Xintong snorted after saying that, turned around and walked towards the door of the president's office. The two parted on bad terms. Perhaps in Jiang Xintong's mind, the two were never meant to reconcile.

Jiang Xintong quickened her pace as she walked out of the president's office. Her head was a little hot, and even her two long, curly hairs swayed with it. Every time she met Yan Xingmeng, she would inexplicably get angry. It seemed that the two of them really were incompatible... As Jiang Xintong walked out of the main building, the sun above was already quite scorching. She sighed softly, and at the same time, a parasol was placed over her.

Jiang Xintong turned her head and saw that it was Sun Weizecheng.

"Aren't you going to be my loyal lackey anymore?"

"You can't say it like that. After all, we've known each other since we were kids. Besides, you broke up with the president the moment you came back, saying you wanted to take everything from her. You had the momentum, but what's next?"

Jiang Xintong fell silent, but suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she asked, "Didn't you tell me that Yan Xingmeng cares a lot about a boy in this school? What's that boy's name?"

"Did I say that...?"

"Speak quickly!" Jiang Xintong said sternly.

Sun Weize hesitated for a moment, but unable to resist Jiang Xintong's gradually changing expression, he pursed his lips and said, "His name is Guangchang Chen, and he is in Class 4 of the second year of high school."

"Okay, I understand." Jiang Xintong snatched the umbrella from Sun Weizecheng's hand, ignored him, and went down the long staircase step by step.

Sun Weize watched her from afar, waving goodbye until she completely disappeared from sight.

"How naive... Done." Sun Weizecheng's eyes narrowed into slits again. That's why people with narrow eyes are not to be trifled with; they have too many thoughts in their minds.

56. Join my group!

……

"Am I going crazy...?" Zhou Qianwen rested her head on the edge of the table, murmuring softly. She was telling Guang and Nuanxin about what happened in the president's office that morning. It was such a serious occasion, so why did she feel so uncomfortable, and even embarrassed by what Jiang Xintong said...? This is so strange...

“No, on the contrary, Qianwen, you’ve become normal again,” Guangchang said.

Zhou Qianwen looked up and saw that Guang and Nuanxin had already leaned in close and were staring straight at her. Zhou Qianwen frowned and said aggrievedly, "Really? I was wondering if there was something wrong with my empathy..."

Ever since she met Guang, Zhou Qianwen has gradually become more and more intolerant of the things happening around her. While other classmates sympathize with students running in the rain, Zhou Qianwen feels particularly embarrassed. As for those boys who confess to her with exaggerated banners, Zhou Qianwen feels that they are more likely to disturb her normal life and cause her trouble than to be moved.

What happened...? Did listening to Hiro's opinions too much turn him into this...?

Zhou Qianwen had been confidently saying she wanted to get to know Guang in his private life, but as she got to know him, her values ​​began to shift drastically. Now, in Zhou Qianwen's eyes, she couldn't even tell which one was the oddball anymore...

"Qianwen, your empathy hasn't changed. You still feel compassion for pitiful people and things. You've just become more rational and clear-headed. You've developed a psychological resistance to those who use self-sacrifice to manipulate others' thoughts. You don't even know Jiang Xintong, so it's not surprising that you can't empathize with her. Besides, she's the daughter of one of the top companies in the country, living a life of luxury. Come on, Nuanxin and I are doing well now, and we're still eating KFC. Who should empathize with whom?" Guangchang shook his head as he spoke. Isn't this the same as those people who earn three thousand a month but spend all their time empathizing with celebrities who earn hundreds of millions a month about whether they've been wronged? What's there to empathize with?

“That’s right!” Chen Nuanxin said firmly, then turned to look at her boss, “But boss, I’m already very satisfied with KFC.”

"Look, you're satisfied with KFC enough. How can you empathize with that guy? Nuanxin, it seems you've had a tough life, raising Qianwen's empathy threshold." Guangchang sighed and rubbed Nuanxin's head. Chen Nuanxin nodded repeatedly, always agreeing with what her boss said.

It seemed to make sense. Zhou Qianwen pursed her lips, straightened her back, gradually regained her spirits, and her eyes became bright again. She nodded in agreement with Nuanxin.

So... it's not that Hiro's idea is wrong, but that everyone else around him is wrong?

Zhou Qianwen didn't dare to think about it anymore; the thought of it was terrifying.

"Guang Chen! Someone's looking for you!" came the voices of other students from his class. Guang Chen hadn't been approached by anyone in a long time. He glanced at the back door of the classroom and sure enough, there was an unfamiliar student waiting for him there.

The president is contacting me again? The two haven't seen each other for two weeks. What ingenious idea has the president come up with this time?

"Boss..."

"It's nothing, I'll be right back." Guang Chan stood up, walked towards the back door of the classroom, bumped into the female student, and asked, "Still the botanical garden, right?"

"Huh? No, it's in the empty classroom on the far west side of Teaching Building No. 3," the female student said, startled.

"Hmm? Changed location? I understand. I'm on my way. Thanks for your trouble." Guangchang smiled slightly and then embarked on his journey, mentally preparing himself to run into the president again. It's been two weeks already, and he still hasn't thought of letting him off the hook...

The girl hadn't expected things to go so smoothly, but she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to leave, Chen Nuanxin, who came out from the back door, called her back. Guang Chen and Chen Nuanxin were both well-known figures at the school, and most students wouldn't dare to mess with them.

"W-what's wrong...?"

"I just wanted to ask why the president is looking for my boss again. Are you also in the student council?" Chen Nuanxin was quite puzzled by this.

But to everyone's surprise, the girl was startled upon hearing this, then quickly shook her head and said, "No, it wasn't the student council president who called me. It was the new transfer student who asked me to call Guangchang... He... did he misunderstand?"

A new transfer student?