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

Why should I think about these things?

Jiang Xintong shook her head, but looking at the two people in the jewelry store across the street, she couldn't help but purse her lips. Then, carrying her milk tea, she walked through the aisle and into the jewelry store.

"Oh, Miss." Guangchang greeted her when he saw her.

Jiang Xintong said calmly, "Why are you all suddenly browsing jewelry stores?"

"Oh, is that so?" Guangchang then told Jiang Xintong the whole story. After listening, Jiang Xintong thought it made sense. Seeing that she nodded, Guangchang had no choice but to accept the fact that Yan Xingmeng's birthday was sometime next month.

It seems she wasn't lying to herself after all. Chatting with Yan Xingmeng was a mix of truth and fiction; she never knew which of her words was a joke.

"Hmm, but Xintong, you're being a bit biased. Why did you only give Guangchang a scarf but not mine? We're such good friends." Yan Xingmeng turned around and said, a little angrily.

“Who’s your best friend… At most… just an ordinary friend…” Jiang Xintong said, turning her head away. Denying being a best friend would be a bit hurtful, so she chose a compromise.

Come to think of it, wasn't it Yan Xingmeng who initially taught me not to be so rude to others and to think before I speak? She... did teach me some things...

"Whether we're just ordinary friends or good friends, I can still tell. What do you think? Does this scarf suit me?" Yan Xingmeng said with a smile and in a deep voice, then placed her left hand on the brand-new light gray scarf at the collar and asked Jiang Xintong for her opinion.

"So-so," Jiang Xintong blurted out after just one glance, then fixed her sharp gaze on Guang Yuchen and said, "Speaking of birthday presents, you're not planning to pay for them, are you?"

"Um... this store's prices are quite reasonable."

"With your meager savings, why are you trying to act all high and mighty? I'll pay for this scarf."

Oh, the most heartwarming words come from a sharp and sarcastic mouth.

"Eh? Are you going to buy it for me? Thank you~ Will you come to my birthday party next month?" Yan Xingmeng's eyes revealed surprise as she immediately came forward.

"Don't get too close to me! And you won't even help me get my milk tea!" Jiang Xintong glared fiercely at Guang Chan.

"Yes, I understand." Guang Chen respectfully stepped forward to accept the milk tea, then stepped aside.

The two girls continued chatting, with Guang Chen following behind. It was quite a strange experience. As a man, he had only paid for the subway fare once since leaving home that day. He hadn't even had to split the bill for the rest of the day. He was even a little embarrassed when he wanted to split the bill for lunch, but Jiang Xintong said, "Why should a poor person like you pay?" and then paid the bill herself. Oh, it was a really strange feeling.

After having eaten and played, the afternoon study session officially began. Jiang Xintong booked a private room in a tea house online for five hours, which was just the right amount of time to relax, order tea, and have dessert.

A short while later, Jiang Xintong and Yan Xingmeng's study materials were delivered by the family's maid on time. Yes, Guangchang Chen had been carrying a bag with him since he arrived.

The study session officially began. Guang Chen wasn't worried that Yan Xingmeng would cause trouble, because he knew very well that Yan Xingmeng was very serious when she was working. Her ability to become the student council president was definitely not just due to family connections, but because she had really thought things through carefully.

From one o'clock to five o'clock, the three of them talked about nothing more than the pile of study materials on the table. If anyone was distracted, it was Jiang Xintong. She would occasionally get a little distracted, steal a glance at the two people on her left and right, and after catching the focus in their eyes, she would try to concentrate again and get back into the study.

Time passed quickly. Guang Guangchen was actually a little scared at first, after all, Yan Xingmeng had asked Nuanxin to arrange a meeting with him, and he had directly brought Jiang Xintong along. Yan Xingmeng didn't seem angry. To be honest, if it were a meeting like today, Guang Guangchen wouldn't dislike it at all. They would play and chat as usual, and study together in the afternoon. It wasn't like in the botanical garden, where Yan Xingmeng would occasionally find some amusement for him when she was tired from work, like teasing a cat, to satisfy his emotional needs before letting him go back, without giving him a penny. It was all about the suppression of power.

President! That's absolutely wrong! Learn from Miss Jiang!

Guangchang could only shout in his heart, but he maintained a faint smile on his face. This was the kind of high quality that came with a high income.

"Phew~ It's over~" Yan Xingmeng interlaced her fingers, raised her hands above her head, and stretched out her back in a big yawn. Yan Xingmeng's waist was indeed slender, and with the fitted knitwear she was wearing, her slightly rounded...

Sensing something was wrong, Jiang Xintong immediately turned her head to glare at Guang Guangchen on her right, only to find that Guang Guangchen was holding a workbook in his hands, lightly biting his thumbnail, showing no intention of looking over at her.

This made it impossible for Jiang Xintong to utter a natural curse; she could only let out a soft hum and turn back.

"Alright, I should head home too. I have some things to take care of there." Yan Xingmeng started packing her things, finally picking up her canvas bag. She said goodbye to the two of them, but as she reached the door, she suddenly stopped, turned around, and said with a faint smile, "Guang Chen, aren't you going to see me off?"

This is almost obvious.

"..." Guang Chen immediately looked to Jiang Xintong for instructions. Jiang Xintong received his gaze, crossed her arms, and said irritably, "If you want to go, then go. Why are you looking at me?"

Guangchang nodded, not taking the bag yet, but walking around the table to see Yan Xingmeng off first.

As they left the private room, the two walked away together. Guangchang Chen guessed that Yan Xingmeng would probably take advantage of this short time to say something ambiguous to confirm the favorability rating. Well, it was still 39 points, confirming that it was all nonsense.

Guangchang escorted Yan Xingmeng downstairs, and in the distance, a car waiting to pick her up was slowly driving out of the parking lot.

"That's settled then." Guang Guangchen raised his hand to say goodbye. Yan Xingmeng hadn't said a single word to tease him on the way, which surprised Guang Guangchen quite a bit. He only listened to her talk about some interesting things that had happened to her recently, and the two chatted like ordinary friends before going their separate ways.

Standing on the steps on the first floor, Yan Xingmeng slowly walked down the steps, but after taking only two steps, she stopped again, turned around, tilted her head and smiled at Guang Changchen, and said, "You had a lot of fun today, right?"

Guang Chen agreed with this point and nodded in agreement.

Yan Xingmeng seemed to have something to say, her brows furrowed slightly, the words stuck in her throat, unable to come out. The two stood there like that for a while before she finally spoke, saying slowly, "Guangdong Chen, do you remember when you asked me if I liked you?"

Why bring this up all of a sudden?

"Hmm... I've been thinking about this when I'm alone. I don't know if I like him or not, but I know what it feels like not to like him. If I don't like him, I probably don't look forward to seeing him, let alone think about him, right? I'm just wondering, is there no new stage between liking and not liking?" Yan Xingmeng's question was very sharp, at least Guang Chen hadn't thought of it. After all, data is data, but now that Yan Xingmeng asked him this, he suddenly didn't know how to answer.

"It's more than just friendship, it's a more special kind of relationship... I'll figure that out myself." Yan Xingmeng's gloomy expression turned into a smile, and she looked up and said, "See you next week, Guangchang."

As she spoke, she walked down the steps and left. The driver got out of the car, opened the door, and Yan Xingmeng got in. The luxury car then slowly drove away.

Guangchang was speechless for a while until he watched the vehicle disappear. Then he let out a long sigh, turned around and went back to the tea room.

I don't know what Yan Xingmeng meant by saying that. Could it be some new trick? Is she trying to shake my firm resolve again? No! I have my own cheat code to set the stage! Let all the Iron Wolves have nowhere to hide!

Guangchang returned to the private room. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Jiang Xintong with her chin resting on the table, looking sullen. Oh? What has made the young lady so unhappy this time?

Guang Guangchen was about to speak, but the next second, Jiang Xintong muttered first, "Guang Guangchen, I'm not planning to pay you your base salary next month."

"!"

Guangchang felt as if he had been struck by lightning, as if the sky had collapsed in an instant.

"My lord! What makes you say that!" Guang Changchen quickly walked around the table to Jiang Xintong's side. He was completely dazed and needed to calm down! He was oxygen-deprived!

"..." Jiang Xintong remained silent, while Guang Chen's heart pounded wildly. No! I've only been employed for a month, don't fire me so soon!

Jiang Xintong finally straightened her back and looked at Guang Changchen. Seeing his worried expression, she turned her head and snorted.

Guangchang Chen froze, a trembling, fawning smile spreading across his face. He slowly stepped forward and said, "What's wrong, Miss? What's bothering you? Just tell me! I'll go through fire and water for you!"

Hearing this, Jiang Xintong glanced at him again out of the corner of her eye and said slowly, "It's nothing, I just wanted to mention it casually. Thirty thousand a month is nothing. Let's go home."

"Alright, boss." Guang Chen looked like he had just escaped a disaster. Although he didn't know what had happened, he seemed to have survived a close call. Could it be that when the boss told him to go, he actually meant he shouldn't go? Ah... that's all I can think of. Women's hearts are truly unfathomable.

Guangchang quickly helped Jiang Xintong pack her things and then accompanied her out of the private room. Along the way, Jiang Xintong kept turning around and saw Guangchang's bright smile. He was truly a complete money-grubber!

Jiang Xintong snorted again, her pace quickening slightly, the same dull feeling still lingering in her chest...

93. Let's have a little more trust!

……

"Is that all?" Sun Weizecheng said in a deep voice, his hands resting on the railing behind him, glancing at Jiang Xintong, who was slightly dazed beside him.

Jiang Xintong hesitated for a moment, then said with dissatisfaction, "Is that all you have to say?"

"No, it's just... I don't quite understand your thoughts and motives."

"What do you mean?"

Sun Weizecheng gave an example: "Initially, when I invited you to the school, it was because I told you that Guang Guangchen was getting close to the president, so you chose to spend money to bring Guang Guangchen into your group in order to compete with the president. But now, you seem unhappy because you see Guang Guangchen getting too close to the president. Isn't that putting the cart before the horse?"

"I'm sullen because of this? Which eye of yours saw that?" Jiang Xintong frowned.

“No… from your description, it sounds like that.” Sun Weizecheng had known Jiang Xintong since childhood and knew her temperament well. It was rare for her to speak the truth at a time like this. However, as a friend, he still had to kindly remind her, and continued, “You can’t play tricks on Guang Guangchen just because you want to compete with the president. Guang Guangchen is also my friend, and I will not allow such a thing to happen.”

In Sun Weizecheng's memory, Jiang Xintong might actually do something so absurd, at least that's how she was when she was young.

If this really happens, Sun Weizecheng will argue with Jiang Xintong just like he did with the church leader. It's all fun and games, but we can't hurt our brothers.

"What are you thinking? In your mind, am I such a terrible person?" Jiang Xintong glared at me with displeasure.

Sun Weizecheng tactfully took a step back and said, "It's just a hypothetical situation, don't get angry..."

"How could I hurt that poor man? He's a complete money-grubber! He's only so obsequious to me because of money!" As she said this, Jiang Xintong felt a surge of anger, and she gently bit her lip, revealing a small tiger tooth.

"Who told you to always win people over with money? When you first entered the school, wasn't it you who handed Guang Guangchen a check to intimidate everyone? It caused such a stir back then, and you didn't even know it was Guang Guangchen." Sun Weize sighed deeply, his back hunched, and continued, "What money can buy is corresponding loyalty, right? Now you're not satisfied, and you're even threatening... no, is that just a little bit of capriciousness?"

Sun Weizecheng stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Jiang Xintong's cheeks were already flushed when she heard this. However, Wei Zecheng's point was not wrong. From the beginning, she really did not take Guangchang seriously. He was just a tool to fight against Yan Xingmeng. But who knew that the two sides would become more and more familiar with each other, and this loyalty brought by money made her feel uncomfortable.

That day, while watching Guang Guangchen see Yan Xingmeng off in the teahouse, I sat alone in the private room, lost in thought for a while in the quiet atmosphere. When Guang Guangchen returned, I subconsciously blurted out that sentence, which terrified him. "My lord... you bastard, my lord!" He was so frightened that he couldn't even speak coherently!

"People always want more, which is why they feel pain and discomfort."

"What are you talking about now?"

“You can’t fool me. After you said you wouldn’t pay the base salary, you quickly went back on your word. That wasn’t because you were soft-hearted, but because you felt scared at that moment, right? Scared that Guang Chen would be like those people before, keeping his distance from you because you weren’t being paid,” Sun Weize said slowly.

This matter was actually quite popular seven or eight years ago. It was about the Jiang family experiencing a severe economic crisis. It was during that time that many of Jiang Xintong's friends disappeared. They only reappeared after the Jiang family rose again, but Jiang Xintong didn't want to pay any attention to them anymore.

Although she had drawn a clear line, the feelings remained. So when she subconsciously recalled it, Jiang Xintong would instinctively feel a sense of fear. She was afraid that Guangchang would treat her the same way those people did, changing his attitude the next second.

Guangchang wouldn't treat her like that? How naive. Jiang Xintong trusted those people back then too, until the day she really couldn't contact them anymore, she realized that judgments based on memories are often not correct.

So after that incident, Jiang Xintong became more focused on solving things with money rather than putting in the effort. This is what Sun Weizecheng said was the awkward thing about her. The relationship was originally built with money, but now she feels awkward about being in it. However, she is worried that if she stops, they won't even be able to be friends anymore. Don't you think Jiang Xintong is overthinking things?

Looking at Jiang Xintong's tightly furrowed brows, I realized that this stubborn girl couldn't figure it out on her own, otherwise she wouldn't have come to me for advice.

Sun Weizecheng actually thought this feeling of trust was quite good. After not seeing her for so many years, Xintong had indeed grown a lot. He offered his own insights: "All I can say is that you should trust your relationships with others a little more. You're clearly looking forward to it, but you're also a little afraid. Giving money shouldn't be an obstacle between you, but rather more like a kind of... fun? A spice in life. And speaking of which, you and the chairman are quite strange. One of you is envious of the other's relationship. I'm impressed."

"Huh? You mean Yan Xingmeng is also envious of me?" Jiang Xintong asked in surprise.

"Of course! You get to see Guang Guangchen every day and study with him, but the president can only see him once a week. Sometimes she's too busy, and I can even hear her talking nonsense. Cough, I don't deny that the president and Guang Guangchen have a special relationship, but isn't your relationship with Guang Guangchen another kind of special relationship?" Sun Weizecheng crossed his arms, closed his eyes, and nodded, giving the correct assessment.

But when he opened his eyes again, he saw Jiang Xintong, who was even more conflicted.

Hmm... This isn't quite what I expected. Shouldn't the counseling have been finished by now?

"Who, who, who has a special relationship with him! What nonsense are you spouting!" Jiang Xintong said, kicking Sun Weizecheng's shinbone. Luckily, he dodged quickly. Phew, it was a false alarm.

"Yes, yes, I was just talking nonsense." Sun Weize was already sweating.

"Talking to you about this is such a waste of air," Jiang Xintong said, then turned and left.

Sun Weize watched from afar, noticing that Mingming's gait was much more natural than when he arrived. What an unreliable fellow...

President... Xintong...

Could things really escalate to this point? Sun Weizecheng thought for a moment and immediately laughed at himself. He was really looking forward to seeing how things would unfold.

……

"Such a thing is true!" Chen Nuanxin was incredibly shocked. Listening to her boss's description was like listening to a ghost story. No way, Chen Nuanxin couldn't accept going back to that impoverished life. That's why Guang Chen once commented on her, "Don't become an official in the future, you'll be corrupt."

"Yes, yes, let's play it safe for now. Nuanxin, you should go to the student council less often and spend more time with Miss." Guangchang nodded in agreement.

"An empty-nest boss," Chen Nuanxin nodded in agreement.

The two kept whispering and discussing something in secret. After lunch, they strolled around the perimeter of the school, giving off the vibe of office workers taking a nap on the rooftop.

As they walked, the two arrived at the staff parking shed. Not far ahead, a pure white cat darted out from a flower bed, gracefully stepped into the middle of the road, and turned its head to look at Guangchang's position.

Key elements to observe!

Last time he mistook the cat for another one, but this time Guangchang observed carefully and confirmed that it should be Shan Yimo's white cat that she kept at school.

Upon seeing Guang Guangchen, the white cat meowed softly and then walked over without any fear. Oh, it wasn't afraid of people at all. It came to Guang Guangchen's feet and gently rubbed against his trouser leg.

Seeing this, Guangchang squatted down and stroked the cat's back. It was really soft, as if it had no bones.

"Warmheart, come and pet it too. It's okay, it won't bite," Guangchang said with a smile, but he didn't get a response from Nuanxin. When he turned around, he found that Nuanxin had actually taken two steps back, looking a little disgusted.

"Boss, I still prefer dogs to cats."

Um, you don't get along with cats? Well... Guangchang himself actually prefers dogs more, but occasionally being able to pet a cat and experience that magical touch is a unique experience.

Upon seeing the cat again, Guangchang suddenly remembered that Shan Yimo had previously kept seven or eight cats in a separate empty classroom at the school, and he wondered if they had been moved.

Since he had nothing else to do, Guang Chen decided to take a look. He then picked up the cat, which looked up at him with a puzzled expression. Chen Nuanxin, standing behind him, stared at the cat with a hint of hostility and occasionally tried to scare it. However, the cat, like Shan Yimo, remained indifferent, and the intimidation tactics were not very effective.

Fortunately, Guang Guangchen remembered the route. It was an empty club classroom far from the teaching building, where almost no one would come. As soon as Guang Guangchen arrived, he immediately smelled a cat scent. It seemed that the club hadn't moved yet. Just as he was about to turn and enter, he bumped into someone. Both of them were startled. Only then did Guang Guangchen realize that the person in front of him was Shan Yimo.

At this moment, Shan Yimo looked down and noticed her cat in Guangchang Chen's arms. Guangchang Chen looked towards the classroom behind Shan Yimo. As the white cat in his arms let out a lazy meow, a series of meows magically followed in the classroom.

This number doesn't sound like seven or eight anymore...

94. If only you could be a little more cheerful!

"Here, your cat." Guang Guangchen handed the white cat in his hand to Shan Yimo. As Shan Yimo stepped aside, Guang Guangchen saw a bunch of cats in the empty classroom. He glanced at them and saw at least fifteen or sixteen, which was more than double the number last time. It had only been a little over two months since he last came, but he didn't expect the number to have increased.

However, raising more or less is also a personal choice for each individual. If one takes on the obligation of feeding, then one must also bear the corresponding subsequent responsibilities.

"Do you really like cats that much?"

"So-so," Shan Yimo said casually, stroking the white cat's fur in her arms. The white cat then tilted its head back and yawned widely.

"Do people usually keep this many?" Guang Chen walked into the empty classroom. Although the cat smell was stronger, it didn't smell bad. He had only taken a few steps when three cats of different colors came over. Like the white cat, they weren't afraid of strangers at all.

Guangchang had fed cats for friends before. When he entered the house, the cats across from him would turn around and look at him with a shocked expression, and then they would disappear without a trace, making it very difficult to find them again. But the cats in front of him didn't seem to have this feeling at all.