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

"Yeah, you found out! Yan Xingmeng! I really don't want to lose to you! Guangchang is still one of my team members after all. It's a bit too domineering to just snatch him away without even saying hello, isn't it?" Jiang Xintong said this almost impulsively, not caring about logic or not, just getting to the point.

Jiang Xintong's lips twitched slightly with embarrassment. Yan Xingmeng noticed this, leaned forward, crossed her left leg over her right, rested her left elbow on her thigh, and supported her chin with her hand. She then pointed her slender index finger at Xintong, but glanced at Guang Yuchen and said, "Can you accept such a statement?"

"Sure, it's not like I'm lying anyway," Guangchang said matter-of-factly. "You're judging based on your own perception, but I'm different; I really did open it."

"Is that so?" Yan Xingmeng's tone surprisingly carried a hint of jealousy, which was quite rare.

This was just a poorly planned farce.

The three of them fell silent. The surrounding area was bustling with people—couples, spouses with children, and elderly people exercising. The noise drowned them out for a moment. They remained silent for a while before Yan Xingmeng yawned softly, stretched slightly, and said softly, "How about the three of us do it together from now on?"

129. Just a poor man...

"What do you mean 'together'? Could you please add a suffix? It sounds weird," Jiang Xintong said, frowning.

"Hey, isn't this weird? It turns out our Miss Jiang isn't so innocent after all." Yan Xingmeng leaned in and teased.

"Don't get too close to me! Really." Jiang Xintong said, then looked at Guang Yuchen standing in front of her, pretending to be nonchalant, and said, "Poor man, what do you say, should we go home, or should the three of us wander around some more?"

Jiang Xintong actually asked this question with a sense of anticipation. She'd finally managed to get out of the mountains…right! It would be such a waste to go back like this, so wanting to continue climbing was a perfectly normal thought! Since she'd already been discovered, she might as well treat the rest as a daily battle with Yan Xingmeng!

"Hmm... It took half an hour by taxi to get here, it wouldn't be right to go back now, let's continue climbing the mountain." Guangchang thought for a moment and gave his answer.

"Yes, is that so? Then there's nothing we can do. This matter is our fault, so we'll listen to your opinion this time, you big poor man!"

"You still have to mock me for this?" Guang Chen narrowed his eyes. Is the young lady having a left-right brain conflict? He only dared to think about it, not say it. He was really afraid that the young lady would suddenly have another outburst. When she became arrogant and unreasonable, she would be quite a terrifying person.

"Since you've agreed, let's go hiking together." Yan Xingmeng didn't seem to care whether it was two or three people who suggested it; on the contrary, she seemed to be enjoying it.

Yes, Yan Xingmeng has certainly gained favor with the public and has indeed experienced the bitterness of heartbreak, but she's still a novice who's never truly been in love. How to like someone and how to have a good relationship are things she's only learned from others or from movies and TV shows. Based on Guang Chen's understanding of Yan Xingmeng, she probably didn't watch many of those dramatic, low-brow dramas before, which means she's often slow and deliberate in many things. This slowness also presents a significant risk: the uncertainty of what bizarre things she might learn…

If she hears some new interpretations of love from some fanatics and tries them out, her life might be in for a rough time.

"Since we're going to climb the mountain, let's have another showdown." Jiang Xintong slowly turned her gaze to Yan Xingmeng, her fighting spirit rising steadily.

Yan Xingmeng pouted slightly, thought for a couple of seconds, and said, "I still prefer to climb mountains at a leisurely pace... But since you brought it up, Xintong, let's have a competition."

"Let's see who gets to the top of the mountain first."

"it is good."

As they talked, the competition rules set by the two girls came into being, and Guang Guangchen was relegated to the sidelines outside the rules. After the three of them finished resting, they came to the steps leading up the mountain. As soon as Guang Guangchen said "start," the two girls began to climb the mountain at their own pace. Guang Guangchen only paused for a short while, and they had already left him far behind.

Whew, Guangchang let out a long sigh, looking up at the two young people who were constantly competing and striving for success. Such a strong competitive spirit! Perhaps, this is what youth is all about.

But the thought of this suddenly conjured up an image of Nuanxin grinning at him in Guangchang's mind. Oh no! His consciousness was being corrupted! Damn it! Why is Nuanxin still chasing after me?! Guangchang covered his forehead, but his fighting spirit ignited within him. He wouldn't lose in this month's monthly exam! Charge!

Thinking of this, a surge of excitement welled up in him, and Guangchang Chen then embarked on his mountain climbing journey.

From going up the mountain to coming down, it really did take about an hour and a half. The three of them stopped on the mountain for a while in the middle. The feeling of standing at a high place was... nothing. It was like a person who had never been on a plane before taking a flight for the first time and feeling very disappointed. They couldn't feel the speed, and they didn't become a small black dot as they had imagined when they were children.

Throughout the trip, the two girls barely paid any attention to Guang Guangchen, and it was the same until the end. Guang Guangchen was able to relax a bit. Standing at the foot of the mountain, when the car that was picking up Yan Xingmeng and Jiang Xintong arrived, the two girls unexpectedly suggested that Guang Guangchen take a taxi back.

Huh? You're driving home in luxury cars, but you're not taking me home?

Guang Guangchen pointed at himself, looking bewildered. He really wanted to swear, but he held back. After both cars slowly drove away, Guang Guangchen stood there bewildered in the wind, feeling a little sentimental. But he still silently took out his phone, opened the ride-hailing app, and called a car to go home.

……

"Young Miss, are you feeling unwell?" Uncle Lü, the driver who had served the Jiang family for many years and was sitting in the driver's seat, saw the young lady moving around in the rearview mirror and thought she had been bitten by insects on the mountain.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xintong in the back seat stopped what she was doing, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "I still feel a bit of sweaty smell. That sunscreen spray is completely useless."

"I already said it's a sunscreen spray, and besides, Miss, you've been climbing the mountain for so long, you should have sweated a bit."

"Go back and take a shower quickly..." Jiang Xintong sniffed the scent on her collar again, only then realizing that she was still wearing Guang Yuchen's scarf.

"..."

I had no choice but to dry clean it again and send it to him.

"Hahaha." Uncle Lü, who was in the driver's seat, suddenly chuckled for no apparent reason, which made Jiang Xintong look at him curiously. Uncle Lü then said, "Now I understand why I didn't let that boy get on the bus earlier."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xintong blushed instantly, hurriedly sat up, and leaned her head from the middle of the seat in front of her, saying, "That's not it! That's not why I wouldn't let him on the bus. He doesn't even deserve to ride in the same bus as me! Just a poor man..."

"Young lady, then I am also one of the poor people you mentioned."

"Uncle Lü! How could I be talking about you? I'm talking about that guy! Him, him!"

"Him what? He has a terrible temper? He has a awful personality?"

Jiang Xintong flipped her wrist, trying hard to come up with some flaws in Guangchang that she disliked, but she couldn't think of any for a while!

"Well, no, that's not the case..."

The traffic light turned green, and the car slowly came to a stop. Uncle Lü pulled down the sun visor and looked at himself in the mirror. He noticed that there were gray hairs on his head again, even though he had just dyed them not long ago. Uncle Lü had worked for the Jiang family for over twenty years, and he had even watched Jiang Xintong grow up. Seeing the troubled look on the young lady's face, he couldn't have seen it all too clearly. The young lady had really grown up...

"So that means he has a good personality, a good temper, and is very tolerant of you?" Uncle Lu looked in the mirror, tidied his slicked-back hair a little, and glanced at the rearview mirror.

Jiang Xintong stood there motionless, just like the fierce little cat in that meme. Anyone who got close to her could trigger the Storm Nebula Rift at any moment.

"He's a complete money-grubber!" Jiang Xintong finally found a point of attack.

However, Uncle Lü looked bewildered, pointed at himself, and asked in return, "I only stayed to work for your Jiang family because of the money."

"Uncle Lü! Why are you siding with him!" Jiang Xintong immediately exclaimed.

Uncle Lü chuckled upon hearing this, then waved his hand, closed the sun visor, looked ahead, and said slowly, "I'm not biased towards him. Miss, what kind of personality do you have? I've watched you grow up since you were a child, and this is the first time I've seen you care so much. I'm just a little curious."

"What do you mean 'I care'? It's just that I did something a little embarrassing, and I felt a bit apologetic to him for a moment. I feel guilty! Guilty!" Jiang Xintong pointed out firmly.

"Alright, alright, Miss, your voice is getting louder and louder... What I'm more curious about is that scarf around your neck..."

"Uncle Lü!"

The casual conversation in the car was enough to give Jiang Xintong a good interrogation. It wasn't just because of the faint scent on her body; on the other hand, Jiang Xintong knew Uncle Lü very well. If Guang Changchen got in the car, Uncle Lü would probably ask him all sorts of questions, and that would be really bad! He would definitely tell his parents!

How abominable!

After a forty-minute drive, the car soon entered a quiet mansion. Unlike Yan Xingmeng's manor, Jiang Xintong's residence was more like a Jiangnan-style courtyard with small bridges and flowing water. Upon entering the gate, there was a small lake where many koi could be seen swimming back and forth. The area was smaller than Yan's family's, which was a bit too extravagant for her. That was hardly a place for people to live. This small place with an area of ​​more than 4,000 square meters was just right for her.

Jiang Xintong immediately ran off to take a shower, glancing at the group chat where Guang Guangchen had posted a picture of his frozen hands. How dare he complain! Seriously, Jiang Xintong straightened her scarf, snorted, and jogged off to the shower before returning to her room to argue with Guang Guangchen.

During her shower, Jiang Xintong simply placed her phone in the laundry basket outside the glass shower door, without turning off the screen. She would occasionally glance at the messages refreshing in the group chat. If too many messages popped up, she couldn't help but come out to take a look. If she couldn't stand it, she would type quickly and reply in the steamy shower, naked.

The dignified eldest daughter of the Jiang family was actually swayed by a few words of conversation. She then took an incredibly long bath. Even the maid waiting at the door was suspicious that something had happened to the young lady. Just as she was about to open the door to check, the door was opened the next second, and Jiang Xintong, her body scalded red, strode out.

The maid covered her mouth in shock and hurriedly asked if the young lady was alright, saying that the water was too hot and had been poured on her for too long.

Jiang Xintong actually felt a bit lightheaded, her steps a little unsteady. She quite liked the hot water temperature, but this was the first time she'd been in the shower for so long, which was normal, right? She'd stand outside replying to messages, and soon her body would get cold, so she'd have to go back in for another shower. After going in and out several times, she ended up like this…

hateful.

Jiang Xintong waved her hand, indicating that the maid didn't need to follow. Then she returned to her room and looked at the desk in the corner. It was time to study for a while. She had finished explaining the rules to Guang Chen. Jiang Xintong fanned her face with her hand and slowly walked to the desk. Looking at the various test papers and error notebooks that were scattered messily last night because of her studying, she began to tidy them up. Since she was starting to tidy up, she might as well tidy up the other things on the desk as well. It was a bit unsightly to have everything piled up together.

In the middle of tidying up, a piece of paper fell out of the pen holder and landed on the desk. Jiang Xintong's eyes locked onto it, and then she realized what it was. She pursed her lips and sat down in her seat.

He put down the pen holder, then picked up the folded piece of paper, slowly unfolded it with both hands, and there it was—a check, with several zeros drawn on it. He slowly counted forward, and it was exactly one hundred million!

Isn't this the very check that Guang Chen deliberately wrote down 100 million yuan for when he first met Jiang Xintong, just to be silly? I never expected that after so long, Jiang Xintong would still have it and even kept it by accident.

Jiang Xintong stared at the crooked zeros on the screen, her expression slightly dissatisfied. Recalling her first encounter with Guangchang Chen, she felt a little angry.

Fool.

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P.S.: Thank you all for your support! The plot is about to reach a new high, it's so cool!

130. It's you again!

……

"No, it's too much trouble for you to do something so trivial," Chu Ling said, scratching the back of his head with a slightly embarrassed expression.

Guang Chen, standing in front of him, looked bewildered, then pointed to himself and said, "But aren't I a student council member?"

"Well, that's true, but Brother Guang, your situation is a bit different... How can I possibly direct your work now? Please forgive me..." Chu Ling's incredibly submissive voice came out, and then his head unconsciously lowered. Compared to the last time I saw Chu Ling, his height hadn't changed at all, probably only about 1.6 meters. It seems he hasn't reached his developmental stage yet. Perhaps people like him will be surprised to find out, wow! So tall, when they meet again in ten years.

Guangchang Chen has a very strong memory of those short, short-haired boys from junior high school. When he met them again after growing up, they were all taller than the last.

Guang Chen's gaze shifted downwards, landing on the golden lion badge on Chu Ling's chest. Come to think of it, does this thing even have any real purpose...?

Every week, one of the three non-fixed members of the student council is selected in rotation to manage the ordinary members of the student council. Since Nuanxin doesn't really want to get involved in these matters, currently only Qianwen and Chuling are rotating between them. To put it bluntly, the three fixed core members are the bosses, Chuling and Qianwen are at most leaders, and the ordinary members of the student council below them are the beasts of burden.

Even so, so many students are still racking their brains to get into the student council. I heard that joining the student council here can even be listed on your resume. I don't know if it's true or not. I haven't even become a core member. Is it really worth that much just to be a regular member?

Guangchang couldn't sense it at all.

Yan Xingmeng is a bit morbid, Shan Yimo is a bit cold, and Lao Sun is a bit of a joker, but actually all three of them are quite gentle and not as mysterious as many people think.

At this moment, Chu Ling, a core member, was standing in such a humble posture in front of him, an ordinary member of the student council. Tasks that should have been rotated among ordinary members no longer needed to be done by Guang Chan himself.

Guangchang Chen's mouth was slightly open as he glanced at the familiar colleagues who had gathered around him in the student council classroom, their voices rising and falling in waves.

"Yes, Brother Guang, I'll take care of your work for you."

"I'll come next time."

"No, I'll take care of it. Leave it to me."

There were even quite a few people vying to take over Guangchang's duties, and it seemed like they were all fighting over it.

"See? That's the reality," Chu Ling said with a slight shrug.

Guang Chen's gaze returned to the golden lion badge on Chu Ling's chest. Had this thing really become just a decoration?

Chu Ling then noticed Guang Chen's gaze, looked down, and immediately understood. She looked up and asked, "Brother Guang, should I tell the president to expedite the customization for you?"

That's a completely wrong understanding.

“There’s absolutely no need for that.” Guangchang Chen said this, then looked at the group of high-spirited colleagues. He sighed and put his hands on his hips, saying, “I will do my own work. There’s no need for you to say things like ‘do it for me.’”

After hearing this, although some people in the crowd still volunteered to help, most of them calmed down. Guangchang's words were indeed very useful.

Guangchang then put on the student council's exclusive armband and went to the school gate to check appearance and demeanor.

Walking down the street, there was a man and a woman with him. They didn't even dare to walk alongside him. When he turned to look at them, they would stop talking and come up to ask what was wrong, just like NPCs in an online game who would immediately start a conversation when clicked.

Wow……

Guang Guangchen didn't actually refuse the other members' help because he liked being a slave. Rather, he didn't want to impose his own affairs on others. The reason these members wanted to help him was simply because he was too close to a few core members, not because they genuinely loved their duties. Well, there's no such thing as someone who purely loves their job, is there? In his imagination, Guang Guangchen knew one: SpongeBob SquarePants, a scab character who became less and less appealing as he got older.

Moreover, being on duty is not a tiring thing; on the contrary, it can be quite interesting in some situations.

For example...

Guang Guangchen and the other two arrived at the school gate. A few students had already begun to enter the school. Luxury cars were parked in front of the school gate, and those who got out of the cars were all pampered young masters and ladies. Some of them were dressed in a flamboyant manner. For students of this level, ordinary student council members might not be effective, but today, with Guang Guangchen on duty, it was extremely effective!

"Wait a minute, you are not allowed to wear earrings, necklaces, rings or other expensive items on campus, you are not allowed to get manicures, you are not allowed to perm or dye your hair or change your hair color, and you must wear your school uniform." Guangchang Chen's extremely strict voice came through.

"I don't care..." The rich young lady, who was used to being arrogant, was about to turn around and argue, but when she turned around, she saw that it was Guang Guangchen on duty. That's the one! Guang Guangchen! In an instant, her original anger subsided, and she quickly agreed. Guang Guangchen directly remembered her name. That's how impartial he was.

Right? As a typical high school day, this kind of experience is a nice little change, isn't it? It's unreasonable to take that away from us.

Nowadays, Guang Chen's name is known to everyone in the school. Whenever he is on duty during a week, the other student council members can stand up straighter. That's how arrogant he is.

When his shift ended, Guang Chen looked at the notebook filled with the names of the classes and students and couldn't help but feel a little helpless. Or rather, the fact that high school students dressed up so extravagantly was already increasing the possibility of romance between boys and girls. In his mind, if boys and girls kept their makeup off and everyone honestly wore only school uniforms, it would greatly limit the occurrence of such things. Although the "white moonlight" is often beautiful without makeup, most people are quite ordinary without makeup, which would also greatly reduce the chances of such things happening.

call.

Guangchang exhaled a breath, and the air was filled with rising hot air. The temperature was still two or three degrees Celsius. Today was the winter solstice. That's right, the cold winter was only halfway over.

After handing the list to the two people, Guangchang Chen said goodbye to them and hurried towards the teaching building, shivering. His neck was cold, and the scarf he had casually grabbed from home wasn't warm at all. No wonder they say you have to compare prices... Hmm... Miss! Why haven't you given me back my scarf yet!

He never liked wearing scarves before, but ever since he got that long scarf, he's become dependent on wearing it. He really feels strange if he doesn't wear it for a day or two.

After passing through the main square, there were a few A4 sheets of paper pasted on the bulletin board on the left, with occasional school information posted on them. It seemed that everyone was not very active this winter. Just then, Guang Chen noticed a white cat darting out from the lawn behind the bulletin board.

It's you again, White Cat.

Having seen Shan Yimo's white cat so many times, Guangchang Chen recognized it at a glance.

The white cat softly opened its mouth and meowed, then walked lightly to Guangchang's feet.

"What are you doing here? It's so cold. If you stay here a few more minutes, you'll probably turn into dried cat jerky." Guangchang squatted down and picked up the cat. The white cat was very affectionate towards people.

Guangchang Chen has always felt that the advantage of dogs over cats lies in the fact that dogs are more loyal. A large number of cats have the potential to be good at keyboards, and if they are good cats, Guangchang Chen can treat them all the same. In short, they are just very cute.

A faint scent of cat mixed with air freshener wafted over, indicating that Shan Yimo had just given it a bath not long ago.

Stroking the white cat, I could see that it was indeed shivering from the cold and was showing signs of hypothermia.

Alright alright.