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

Sun Weizecheng dislikes cats partly because he has rhinitis, and any furry creatures make him want to sneeze. So, before Yimo comes to the president's office, if she has been to an area with cats, she will always make sure to remove all the cat hair beforehand. Yimo also wants to deliberately hide it, but in reality, how could such a thing escape his and the president's notice? She just wants to protect her little world and doesn't bring it up.

But now, Guangchang Chen has a familiar scent... This is not right!

Sun Weizecheng didn't turn around. It wasn't time for him to present evidence and question them yet. Think back! Chengbutang Zecheng! You don't have sufficient evidence!

However, a fact had already been planted in Sun Weize's heart. Although he didn't think Yi Mo would have any relationship with Guang Guangchen, Yi Mo and he had always had a good relationship. During the time they knew each other, Sun Weize didn't think she would like any men. She was just a fan of anime characters. Guang Guangchen was the kind of person who would ignore you if you ignored him. What kind of relationship could two people who only crossed paths because of the president?

Well... although the ending is predictable, in this era of scarce entertainment, a sour taste can be a welcome appetizer.

Anyway, the focus should still be on Guang Chen, the president, and Xin Tong. As for Qian Wen... she is strong at times, but mostly lukewarm. In Sun Weizecheng's opinion, he still thinks it is safest to be a staunch supporter of the president. Just kidding, that guarantees a win.

The core reason why Sun Weizecheng was so certain was that the smell was not just the smell of cats, but the unique scent of cat shampoo. Yi Mo had always smelled of the same cat shampoo. After being in contact with cats for a long time, one would pick up the scent. And now Guang Guangchen also had it, so it could be confirmed that Guang Guangchen had at least been in contact with those cats.

Oh right, I also saw a report last week saying that the classroom in the area where Yimo's cats live was flooded and they're currently being moved. Following that logic, does that mean they're asking Guangchang for help? So that's the truth?

"What's wrong? Why haven't you said anything? Old Sun, you should be more easygoing. The school is so big, there must be things you enjoy. You don't need to focus on me." Guangchang Chen, standing behind, patted Sun Weizecheng on the shoulder and said in a calm tone.

At that very moment, Sun Weize suddenly looked up—no, he should trust his flash of inspiration! The next second, Sun Weize slammed the lever on his wheelchair, and the wheelchair, now at full power, propelled him forward, leaving Guangchang Chen behind him completely stunned.

So... it wasn't a power outage after all...

166. The only one who pushes the main storyline forward!

……

Jiang Xintong took a deep breath, then mustered up a bit more courage, placed one hand on the doorknob of the president's office, and gently turned the doorknob. At the same time, a blast of cold air rushed in. Yan Xingmeng! Doesn't she know how to turn on the heating?!

Jiang Xintong's teeth chattered, but since the door was open, she resolutely chose to go in. She had made up her mind to come, and she would not back down so easily. This was the lesson she had learned from Qianwen!

Upon opening the door, Jiang Xintong found that only one side of the curtains in the president's room was drawn, and the light inside was not abundant but sufficient. However, the environment felt somewhat cold, and with the heating off, the coldness was even more pronounced. Jiang Xintong immediately noticed Yan Xingmeng sitting behind the main table. She seemed to be tired from work and was resting with her eyes closed, leaning back in her chair, not even noticing someone entering the room.

How leisurely!

Jiang Xintong first scanned the area, and after confirming that Yan Xingmeng was alone, she walked towards the main table.

As soon as they passed the central rest area, Yan Xingmeng asked, "Is that Xintong?"

Her eyes slowly opened, but she opened her right eye first. She groggily turned her head to the right and glanced at Jiang Xintong. Then she stretched out her slender arms, yawned, and uttered a soft moan.

Jiang Xintong was also startled by the other party's perception ability and frowned, asking, "How did you know it was me?"

"I can tell by listening. Everyone's footsteps are different. Xintong, your footsteps sound a bit short and hurried."

"Who are you calling impatient!" Jiang Xintong raised her voice eight octaves.

Yan Xingmeng tilted her head and smiled, her posture still languid, and said softly, "Xintong, what brings you here? Is there something you need?"

When asked this question, Jiang Xintong's expression immediately became a little awkward. She looked away, twirled a strand of hair that had fallen down, and said, "Well... it's nothing, I just came to take a look."

"Oh? You're here to visit me? Thank you~" Yan Xingmeng's smile widened, then she straightened up, stood up, walked around the main table, rubbed her eyes with one hand and covered her mouth with the other, yawned, and walked towards Jiang Xintong.

"Hey, hey!" Jiang Xintong called her, but she didn't stop. Then Yan Xingmeng came up and hugged her.

"Thank you for coming to see me, Xintong. I'm so happy." Yan Xingmeng's voice came from beside my ear.

Jiang Xintong was even a little embarrassed. She had come with an air of superiority, so what did it mean for the other party to suddenly play the emotional card? How was she supposed to continue her argument now...?

"How old are you? You're still acting like a child. Be more mature." Jiang Xintong muttered under her breath, seizing every opportunity to tease Yan Xingmeng. To her, denying someone's maturity was already quite harsh, because if those words were spoken to her, they would be exceptionally effective.

"How much older can you be? A beautiful seventeen." Yan Xingmeng wasn't angry at all when she heard this. She helped Jiang Xintong up by the shoulder and looked at her face with a friendly smile.

Jiang Xintong was speechless for a moment.

“I’m quite bored being alone in the president’s office. I’ve been very busy with work lately, and the school is giving me no peace of mind either. I really need capable people to help me. So, F6 is expanding to F7. Xintong, why don’t you join me and help me?” Yan Xingmeng said, her face getting closer.

"No way." Jiang Xintong was adamant about this; her competitive relationship with Yan Xingmeng was something that couldn't be changed, and she pushed her away directly.

"You still have the time to meet with Guangchang even though you're so busy. You manage your time very well."

"Ah...you flatter me. Meeting Guang Chen always takes up extra time," Yan Xingmeng teased.

Hearing this, Jiang Xintong felt a surge of anger, but she couldn't refute it. After all, the other party hadn't forced Guang Changchen to be with her; it was a personal choice between the two of them. As for the progress of their relationship, she did feel powerless to pursue Yan Xingmeng...

But as I said before, she won't give up. People change all the time, and who knows when Guangchang will fall for another girl.

"Don't be too smug. Although you see Guang Chen more often now, I'll definitely catch up once the exam is over!" Jiang Xintong had already started talking to Yan Xingmeng, and now that it was one-on-one, she could speak openly and honestly.

Yan Xingmeng responded softly, maintaining her smile, and said, "Then I'll have to look forward to it."

Jiang Xintong's face flushed red as she stared intently at Yan Xingmeng, her tone consistently confident. After this visit, she confirmed that Guang Guangchen had indeed been spending all his time with Yan Xingmeng. Damn it… Qianwen was clearly a better student, and her and Yan Xingmeng's grade rankings were almost identical! Yet Guang Guangchen still chose Yan Xingmeng, a decision that still stung Jiang Xintong whenever she thought about it, forcing her to constantly try to boost her confidence.

"Hmph." Jiang Xintong snorted and turned to leave. What kind of place was this? She had wanted to chat a bit more, but it was freezing cold.

"They don't even turn on the heating."

“When I turn on the heater, my head feels dizzy and I feel even more sleepy,” Yan Xingmeng replied, then watched Xintong walk out of the president’s office.

Ok……

Yan Xingmeng stared at the door for a while, then returned to the chair at the main table and slowly lay down.

There were obvious discrepancies in the information. She had only seen Guang Guangchen briefly this week due to the busy work assigned by the school, and from the information Xintong revealed, it seemed that she mistakenly believed that Guang Guangchen had been with her the whole time...

Yan Xingmeng rummaged around on the table with her right hand, picked up an eye mask, put it on her eyes, and closed them to continue resting. She didn't actually have any doubts about this information; in fact, the fact that she could lie about it indicated another side of her personality.

How could she not see the immense pressure Yi Mo had been putting on her? Sometimes she really wanted to give her a break. Recently, Guang Guangchen had been frequently out of contact, probably because of the flooding of the cat classroom a while ago. Among Yi Mo's friends on campus, Guang Guangchen was obviously the best choice to avoid putting her under psychological pressure. In addition, Guang Guangchen was a kind-hearted person at heart. This was probably the whole story of the incident. Yan Xingmeng was also afraid that Xin Tong would misunderstand this and the relationship between the two of them.

Yan Xingmeng believes that Yi Mo and Guang Guangchen have a purely platonic friendship.

So, to prevent the situation from getting worse, Yan Xingmeng decided to tell a little lie. Once Yimo's cat classroom was back to normal, Guangchang would naturally return to his usual routine.

Although Yan Xingmeng also enjoys having fun, there are some kinds of fun she won't touch. Fun is only possible if it doesn't hurt her cherished friends. If it's a misunderstanding and she brings it up in Yi Mo's ear a few times, Yi Mo's pressure will definitely increase. She might even have to put her most private hobby of raising cats on campus on hold. Yan Xingmeng doesn't want to see that happen.

Now all we have to do is wait for everything to end, for Guangchang to return to his normal life, for Yimo to continue secretly raising cats, and for Yan Xingmeng and Wei Zecheng to continue pretending not to know. Perhaps this secretive feeling gives Yimo a sense of security from not being noticed. Occasionally, she can relax and be alone. This is Yimo's personal way of life.

Yan Xingmeng yawned again. There was just too much work to do. She would rest for a while before getting up to get back to work... Before long, she fell into a deep sleep.

……

"Do you need any further adjustments to the time, Young Master Sun?" The security captain in the monitoring room asked eagerly. This was the second time Young Master Sun had come in the past two days, so it seemed that he really had something urgent to attend to. Anyway, there was plenty of time, so everything was done according to Young Master Sun's instructions.

Sun Weize's eyes kept scanning the screen. His inspiration had stalled. He couldn't figure out what was missing, so he was getting anxious. He felt like the only second male lead in a crime drama pushing the main plot forward. Time had flown by once again, but he still hadn't found anything.

"Young Master Sun, now..."

Sun Weizecheng didn't know how to answer. His inspiration had stalled, and he had come up empty-handed again today...

Wide range of topics including: aurantium, jasmine, scents, cat hair, cat classroom...

These words kept lingering in his mind. It is said that when a person thinks, the brain generates an electric current. When neurons are stimulated, they produce tiny potential changes. Although a single current is weak, when a large number of neurons in the brain are active at the same time, the total power is almost enough to light up a small light bulb!

Sun Weizecheng's eyes slowly widened, and an incredible thought began to emerge in his mind. His dried-up inspiration erupted once again at this moment!

He lowered his head and slowly raised it again. His mouth, which hadn't opened for a long time, finally spoke, uttering the crucial words: "I want to review Shan Yimo's surveillance footage..."

Although Sun Weizecheng always believed it was impossible, the word "impossible" was not his motto. He believed that knowing the truth, even if it was wrong, didn't matter. All his fun would not come from a misunderstanding, but from a very definite truth.

Sometimes the truth is hard to imagine, and just now, Sun Weize's inspiration led to this most outrageous guess: Guangchang and Shan Yimo may not have a simple relationship!

This was a guess that would make the chairman laugh, and even Sun Weize himself was momentarily at a loss because of it. But a guess is a guess. Once this thought took root, only the truth could make him completely abandon it.

"Young Master Sun, are you referring to Secretary Shan of the Student Union?" The security captain felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this title and knowing that this was a behemoth.

"Yes, we'll stop looking at Guangchang's records and start compiling Shandanmo's records instead."

"Yes, Young Master Sun, from which day should we begin the tidying up?"

“A week… no, New Year’s Day, before that.” Sun Weize’s eyes became exceptionally focused. He believed that by tomorrow, he would be able to see the complete surveillance record.

167. Please don't do this...

……

"Is it really possible?"

"Hmm, anyway, there's nothing else to do. I can handle the rest by myself. You've worked hard lately, go back and rest." Yan Xingmeng turned to the side, rested her elbow on the table, and looked at Shan Yimo in front of her with a faint smile, saying.

"Okay... President, please call me anytime if you need anything."

Yan Xingmeng nodded, then watched Shan Yimo walk out of the president's office.

As Shan Yimo stepped out the door, she felt a little happy. Because it was close to the winter break, the student council had a lot of things to deal with, so she rarely had free time. At least, her schedule was very irregular. This meant that she could only go to the cat classroom whenever she had a spare moment. For example, yesterday she only went to the cat classroom briefly after the second period in the afternoon, during the class meeting in the third period. Naturally, she didn't run into anyone.

Shan Yimo was well aware that she would most likely run into Guang Guangchen during lunch break, because he would come almost every day because of the reason for the cat's relocation to the new classroom. Now that the relocation had been successfully completed, he obviously no longer had that reason to use. The only excuse she could use was the promise she had made to him that she could continue to come.

But the nature of it all changed. Whether they came to see the cats or wanted to see her more often, these two concepts were becoming blurred. Shan Yimo herself didn't want to delve into this matter, or perhaps she was subjectively ignoring it. All she knew for now was that she happened to have some free time today, so she could go to the cat classroom at noon. If she were to run into Guangchang there, it seemed... not bad.

With more than an hour to go before noon, Shan Yimo was still a little worried. Because the relocation had gone smoothly, Guangchang Chen might not be so eager to come every day. It was normal for him to want to take a break, and she might not run into him again today. But she was actually looking forward to the rare free time she had. She didn't say it out loud or show it on her face.

Sending messages to ask Guangchang Chen doesn't seem like her personality. Yes, as a fan of anime and manga who loves two-dimensional characters and gets along well with Chen Nuanxin in some ways, Shan Yimo resolutely refuses to be out of character (OOC).

Before long, it was noon. After lunch, Shan Yimo headed towards the Cat Classroom. From the busiest areas to the outdoor spaces of various clubs, wherever she went, boys and girls would cast admiring glances at her. Shan Yimo's excellence in all aspects, coupled with her mysterious aura of not liking to show off, earned her a large number of fans. Her aloof demeanor meant that few dared to approach her. Those who did muster the courage to come up were only interested in shaking hands or getting an autograph.

Shan Yimo tightened the scarf around her neck and continued walking. She passed the tennis club area and then an abandoned swimming pool. The number of students around her decreased until Shan Yimo was the only one walking on the empty concrete ground. After walking for about ten minutes, she finally arrived at the area where the new cat classroom was located.

Compared to the first time, the building had been reinforced, so the exterior didn't need to be changed. However, a lot of things had been added inside, mostly things that Shan Yimo would ask people to bring from time to time. Walking through the entrance and down the long corridor, Shan Yimo paused near the door before finally stepping into the cat classroom.

Within her line of sight, Guang Chen's figure appeared by the west wall, leisurely stroking a cat's head.

What kind of feeling is this?

I guess I'm happy.

Almost a week later, Shan Yimo finally met Guang Guangchen at noon.

She thought that Guangchang would rest for at least a day or two after the relocation was over, but he still came, which meant that he had probably come every noon these days, but just hadn't run into her.

Shan Yimo opened her mouth slightly and asked, "Have you been coming here at noon every day these past few days?"

Hearing the voice, Guangchang Chen looked up and met Shan Yimo's gaze. His eyes also flashed with surprise. He then nodded and said, "Yeah, you've come four times in five days. It's been a long time since I've seen you here at noon. Aren't you busy with student council matters?"

"I should be free these days."

Upon hearing this, the same thought involuntarily surfaced in both of their minds.

"So that means you'll come every noon from now on?" Guangchang Chen was the first to voice his thoughts.

Shan Yimo opened her mouth, thought for a moment, and then responded with a formal reply: "Yes, it should be."

The surrounding cats immediately approached. The classroom was kept relatively warm, but Shan Yimo had just walked such a long way in the cold wind, and she still felt very comfortable and warm in this environment. In addition, the cats were there, and Guangchang Chen was there too...

Shan Yimo squatted down, keeping a distance of about four or five meters from Guangchang. The two of them were like customers who had each booked an hourly package at a cat cafe, each petting their own cats and only exchanging a few words occasionally.

Even though she didn't say much, that familiar sense of security quietly arose in Shan Yimo's heart. Here, Shan Yimo felt that her pressure was completely relieved. Compared to the distracting thoughts she might have when she was alone in the cat classroom, here she didn't have to think about anything, and her mood was exceptionally peaceful... or so it seemed.

Shan Yimo tilted her head slightly and glanced at Guang Yuanchen over there. Their eyes met, and it was hard to say who caught whose gaze. Shan Yimo's calm mood was stirred by a familiar ripple.

Shan Yimo picked up a cat in front of her, got up and went to the cushion next to Guangchang Chen, and sat down calmly. This used to be a spot for her alone, but now it has become a two-person spot.

Have you been chatting with Nuanxin lately?

"Why did you ask so?"

"You two went to see a new animated movie together last time, and I wanted to see if you two had anything in common."

"Hmm...that's good. We often exchange content on WeChat after that, since we have similar interests."

"That's good, but you can't help her top up her game account, that would make her lose interest in games," Guangchang reminded her.

However, Shan Yimo didn't answer immediately. Guangchang Chen turned to look at her, a hint of embarrassment appearing on his usually calm face. Well… it seemed she had already topped up her account. Given Shan Yimo's level, the amount must have been…

“Ha…” Guangchang sighed deeply, looking down.

"I will pay attention to this going forward."

"That would be best; there's no need to spend money to build good relationships."

"Didn't Jiang Xintong also spend money on you?" Shan Yimo asked curiously.

“That’s different,” Guangchang said seriously.

"The young lady and I are in a superior-subordinate relationship. She spends the money, and I just do the work."

"So you'd be willing to make time for me if I paid you money?"

Shan Yimo's words were loaded with meaning, and Guangchang Chen could easily understand it. After a moment of silence, he gave his answer: "Well, we're not quite the same either."

Shan Yimo pursed her lips slightly, not looking at Guang Yuanchen, but keeping her gaze fixed on the cat in her arms, and continued, "But doesn't Jiang Xintong like you too?"

"Isn't liking someone a two-way street?"

Shan Yimo paused for a moment after hearing this, then finally looked at her and asked, "You mean, you currently only have the president, and..."

"Yes, I only have feelings for the president and you. I don't have feelings for anyone else." Guangchang Chen spoke frankly. He had a very clear understanding of what it meant to like someone. Liking someone was a surge of emotion, a much stronger feeling.