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

If he could do it all over again, Sun Weizecheng would definitely fully charge his wheelchair and never push it by hand again. After walking a full kilometer, his hands were trembling so badly that he couldn't fight Guangchang, let alone break free when the other man was holding his shoulders. No, no!

If you bite too hard into a sweet apple and end up eating the core, the bitter taste might linger in your mouth for a very long time...

In the cat classroom, only Yan Xingmeng and Shan Yimo remained. Shan Yimo remained silent for a long time, and as time passed, her breathing became rapid. Hearing this, many cats around turned their attention to Shan Yimo, stopped what they were doing, and just watched quietly.

It wasn't until Shan Yimo heard a noise from the side that she looked out through her loose bangs and saw the president sitting on the cushion next to her. Her gaze continued upward, and at that moment, Yan Xingmeng had already pointed a finger at her cheek.

Yan Xingmeng tilted her head and smiled, showing no sign of any ill emotions, which greatly shocked Shan Yimo.

"President...I..." Shan Yimo began, her voice slightly hoarse.

"Relax, you're too nervous."

"I……"

"Don't rush, take your time," Yan Xingmeng said softly. In fact, when Yan Xingmeng entered this cat classroom, she had imagined how she should treat Yi Mo. Would it be a competitive relationship like with Xin Tong? Or would the two of them argue and quarrel? Yan Xingmeng had many guesses, but at this moment, she realized that she had no negative feelings towards Yi Mo at all.

Even Yan Xingmeng felt a little relieved. It was great that she hadn't lost her judgment or fallen out with her best friend because of falling in love. She was still able to sit down and chat with Yi Mo calmly.

The president was as composed as ever, even more so than usual, which Shan Yimo found incredible. After all, she had been secretly developing a relationship with Guangchang that went beyond friendship behind the president's back. To be honest, that secretive feeling also brought a touch of joy to Shan Yimo's heart.

But now that the president has caught her red-handed, Shan Yimo's whole world has collapsed. Even if the president is scolding and hitting her now, she can accept it completely. This is what she should bear, the "sin" that belongs to her...

Of course, if Guangchang knew about this idea, he would definitely question her severely about whether she had secretly watched the entire series of Mother Hen Card, and would severely interrogate her again about how she had ruined the heartwarming animation she recommended.

"Why aren't you angry at all, President?" Shan Yimo's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

Does getting angry solve anything?

"..." Shan Yimo fell silent again.

Seeing this, Yan Xingmeng took a deep breath, leaned back, placed her hands on the floor behind her, tilted her head back slightly, and said, "In fact, I'd say I'm relieved after this incident."

"Relieved?" Shan Yimo didn't understand.

Yan Xingmeng looked at her and pouted, "Yeah, I've known you for over a year. You can do everything perfectly. There's nothing you can't do. This time, I finally saw you make a mistake, and I breathed a sigh of relief. It turns out that perfect people don't exist. Occasionally, you can tell me some offensive things from your heart."

"I'm not..."

"People who are too perfect give off a fake feeling. Making mistakes occasionally makes them less discouraging. Yi Mo, did you slip up this time and Wei Zecheng caught you, or did you do it on purpose?"

Upon hearing this, Shan Yimo shook her head vigorously, her cheeks flushing red from the president's praise. She hadn't expected things to turn out this way; not only had the president not scolded or hit her, but he had even... praised her?

"That's good. I like people with flaws, like Guang Guangchen. He's not good at many things, and sometimes he's even despicable, but when he's serious, he's extremely serious, bold and meticulous. Maybe Yi Mo likes Guang Guangchen for a different reason, but I think he must have made mistakes in front of you, right?"

Shan Yimo didn't need to think too much about it; just in the cat classroom, she often corrected the different cats' hobbies and eating habits, but Guangchang Chen often got them mixed up, even though they looked so different.

"Um……"

"Right, love is a fair thing. It might be wrong for you to hide things from me, but it's definitely not wrong for you to fall in love with Guangchang."

"No, no, that's not it! I've never told Guangchang that I like him!" Shan Yimo waved her hands repeatedly. Yes! That's right! So far, Guangchang has made accurate judgments based on favorability ratings, so in Shan Yimo's understanding, it hasn't reached that stage yet.

They said they'd try holding hands, so let's give it a try...

"Oh, I see. So it was Guangchang who forced you. I'll teach him a lesson later."

"No," Shan Yimo replied immediately, her breathing improving considerably. She said softly, "It's my fault. If I hadn't asked him for help..."

"What's done is done; the important thing is what to do next."

"Give up," Shan Yimo said, turning her gaze away.

"Why give up? Do you think your relationship with Guangchang would be better?"

Shan Yimo didn't answer for a moment, her mind filled with many thoughts, but soon a sentence that the president had just said came to mind.

"He might say something offensive to me occasionally."

Shan Yimo pursed her lips, finally making up her mind. She raised her head, met Yan Xingmeng's gaze, opened her mouth slightly, nodded, and said, "Yes..."

It was both offensive and accurate, so it was opened to traffic immediately.

172. Is it okay to make mistakes?

"You really dare to say that!" Yan Xingmeng exclaimed, covering her mouth in surprise.

Shan Yimo shook her head again and said, "It was Guangchang who said it."

Guangchang Chen said it himself, not just once, but twice. Especially the second time, even Yan Xingmeng, who was standing outside the back door of the classroom, heard it clearly.

"So that's it."

Shan Yimo stared blankly as she confirmed that her current approach was to answer whatever the president asked her unconditionally, as long as she knew the answer, her brain would immediately switch on.

Just then, the sound of the classroom door being pushed open came from the front door. Guangchang Chen happened to return at that moment, bent down, smiled apologetically at the two of them, and indicated that he was coming to get a glass of water.

When she noticed that he hadn't drunk the water and was about to leave through the front door of the classroom, Yan Xingmeng asked, "Weren't you thirsty?"

"It's not that I'm thirsty, it's just a small punishment to serve as a warning."

As he spoke, Guangchang raised and bent the index and middle fingers of his right hand, making a gesture resembling an eagle claw.

"Seeing how hot-tempered Old Sun is, I'll give him a super-strong gua sha treatment."

Gua sha, also known as pinching sha in his hometown dialect, is a kind of elder's killer move that is supposedly for your own good but can actually be used to attack and violate you. When I was little, I was so scared that I almost cried when my parents said that I had sha on my body and that they were slowly walking towards me...

The main problem right now is that I don't have anything on hand. Otherwise, I could use scraping tools or cupping to remove sha (a type of skin ailment). As for needing this cup of water, it's like adding a little water when kneading dough so it won't crack. Old Sun really came for the right thing this time...

"I have something to ask you," Yan Xingmeng suddenly said, interrupting Guang Changchen's sinister smile, and turned her head to look at him.

"Do you like Yi Mo more than me?" Yan Xingmeng tilted her head slightly and smiled with narrowed eyes.

Guangchang's heart skipped a beat. How could they have gotten into this conversation?

Yi Mo doesn't usually say things like that. Could it be that Lao Sun secretly contacted the chairman without her knowledge? It's you again! Lao Sun!

Guangchang Chen subconsciously pinned the blame on Sun Weizecheng. There was no way around it; that's reputation. Old Sun, you just wait!

Faced with this sudden question, Shan Yimo was also taken aback. She had only heard Guang Guangchen say this to her face. The situation was completely different when the two of them were alone compared to now with the chairman. Guang Guangchen would consider many things, and even Shan Yimo herself was willing to allow him to express a denial at this moment. As for emotional intelligence, saying that the two of them were completely equal was the best result Shan Yimo could imagine.

Sure enough, Guangchang scratched his cheek, looking embarrassed, and his next answer was...

"To be honest, yes."

Eh?

Shan Yimo suddenly looked up, her gaze fixed on Guang Yuanchen, who had made a positive statement. How could he say such a thing, right in front of the president? Such words were unacceptable!

"Is that so?" Yan Xingmeng said casually, and the air in the classroom suddenly became heavy. Guangchang Chen had long realized the consequences of saying this, but he could sense that Yan Xingmeng seemed to know the truth. Lying in front of someone who knows the truth is undoubtedly a foolish thing to do, so it is better to be honest.

And it was obvious that Guangchang was right. After a few seconds of slight fluctuations, Yan Xingmeng's favorability rating did not decrease.

However, Shan Yimo, oblivious to her own involvement, appeared quite flustered, feeling that the two were about to fall out because of her. She seemed completely at a loss. Surprisingly, Guang Chen and Yan Xingmeng were deliberately maintaining a tense atmosphere, just to get a few more glimpses of Shan Yimo's unusually handsome face, which now resembled a frightened white rabbit. At 1.75 meters tall, she couldn't possibly be described as a little white rabbit...

Okay, I'll stop teasing her.

"Then I'll go out first."

"Before you leave, answer one more question for me."

"what?"

"Then do you still like me?" Yan Xingmeng's question was even more direct.

Guangchang Chen was silent for two seconds, then looked at her, nodded, and said, "Mm..."

"Okay, you've passed. You can leave now." Yan Xingmeng pointed at him with her left index finger and then flicked it outwards, indicating that he could leave.

Guangchang received the instruction, his expression showing no interest whatsoever. He picked up the glass of water, his expression turning sinister again, and with his back hunched, he quietly walked out of the classroom.

This little incident left Shan Yimo a bit bewildered. She didn't understand why the student council president wasn't angry at this point. The president was bound to get angry; in the past, those who tried to disrupt the harmony of the student council had all been dealt with swiftly and decisively by the president. Now, Guang Chen was the president's favorite boy, and yet he said something like that—wasn't there any problem at all...?

Dan Mo observed the president's expression, and to be honest, she couldn't judge his emotions at all...

"See, even saying things like that, you're not afraid of making me angry. Aren't you incredibly bold?" Yan Xingmeng's next sentence left Shan Yimo completely confused. She thought Yan Xingmeng was going to get angry, but actually... she was very happy?

"President..."

"Ok?"

"Can you accept what he said?"

"OK."

"Why……"

"Well... it's not so much an answer, but a feeling, I felt it in him."

"felt it?"

"A tacit understanding or perhaps trust...?" Yan Xingmeng said this in a light tone, as if Shan Yimo was the only one who was truly nervous about it from beginning to end.

“Sometimes explanations aren’t important; explanations can be deceiving. What truly allows us to understand others is the lack of that unspoken understanding. Guangchang is a magical person; he always manages to pinpoint my mood perfectly, unafraid to say the wrong thing and offend me. Being with him makes even the most boring moments interesting.” Yan Xingmeng shared her feelings, and these words resonated deeply with Shan Yimo. She shared a similar feeling. Initially, she was completely closed off in this area, but she didn’t know when it started, but Guangchang had quietly seeped into her little world…

"Yi Mo, you'd better not tell me that it's because you kept going to Guangchang because of me, or I'll really be hurt." Yan Xingmeng turned to look at her.

Shan Yimo hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, no, we really were just ordinary friends back then..."

In Guangchang's house, wrapped in a blanket and enjoying the cool breeze, he was led to the cat classroom, and later entrusted to take care of the cats. It seems that without the trust built up by the previous events, none of the following events would have happened.

"Perhaps there is some connection..." Shan Yimo finally opened up and told the president some of her innermost thoughts.

"Ah...so disappointing." Yan Xingmeng groaned, then leaned against Shan Yimo's shoulder, gently taking her arm, and whispered, "Guangdong Chen is really lucky, he even managed to trick my best deputy..."

"President, I..."

"Shh..." Yan Xingmeng reached out and pinched Shan Yimo's cheek like she was pinching a chick. Shan Yimo didn't resist, but pouted, which was a kind of cute contrast. The two of them had always been interdependent, but Shan Yimo's situation was more serious. The dependence led to pressure, and this incident was undoubtedly a heavy blow. If it was not handled properly, Shan Yimo might fall into self-isolation again like on New Year's Day, and it would be very difficult to persuade her then.

"But I'm quite happy. Even you, Yimo, can make mistakes. That makes me feel completely at ease. In the future, I can boldly try to make some mistakes without feeling pressured."

Shan Yimo could easily understand the implication in the president's words. In her mind, the president was perfect. She didn't understand what Shan Yimo did simply because she hadn't grasped it properly. The president was aloof and loved to tease people. Shan Yimo had watched the two of them grow together, from having some minor disagreements to supporting each other. The excuses the president gave for asking her to relay messages were obviously fake, but Shan Yimo still did it. The president had truly made life slow and easy, while she herself had always maintained immense pressure, afraid of making mistakes and failing. But in reality, neither Guang Chen nor the president cared about these things because they had found a certain tacit understanding within themselves.

Looking back now, all those things I did were really...

Yan Xingmeng hoped she could be bolder, and that it was okay to offend a little occasionally. The key was not to feel so much pressure. This was exactly what she had said before: when someone tells you not to feel too much pressure, that statement has very little effect on easing the situation. It's like telling you that you'll get better and that it's not a big deal to say something. But now Yan Xingmeng gave her a reasonable explanation, telling her that it was okay to speak a little more boldly. On the contrary, making a few mistakes occasionally would actually reduce the pressure on Yan Xingmeng.

Today's events had such a profound impact on Shan Yimo that her mind was in a semi-shutdown state. She nodded slightly, indicating her agreement, as she felt that what the chairman said made a lot of sense.

So, it's okay to make mistakes after all...

Many things are nothing more than terrible consequences imagined by the individual.

True understanding, like in this situation where the president and Guangchang only exchanged a couple of glances and both understood each other perfectly? Shan Yimo found it unbelievable. Perhaps Guangchang liked her a little more at the moment, but in terms of understanding alone, she was far inferior to the president and Guangchang...

Well, thankfully she didn't say those words out loud, otherwise Yan Xingmeng would have wailed twice more.

"Thank you, Chairman."

"Why are you thanking me..." Before she could finish speaking, Shan Yimo rushed towards Yan Xingmeng and hugged her. At this moment, she no longer had any of her usual icy aura; she was just like a little girl. Yan Xingmeng soon heard soft sobs.

In the end, the two best friends also reconciled, oh right, the two best friends also "reconciled".

173. A comeback!

……

"Ha... I'm tired." Jiang Xintong leaned her upper body on the table, gently rotating her right hand that was holding the pen. Her gaze swept across the group classroom, finally landing on Guang Yunchen, who was working on the last math problem with Nuanxin. She stared at him for two seconds, then frowned slightly.

"Tsk."

"Oh?" Guang Chen turned around upon hearing the sound and saw the young lady's slightly disgusted look. No way, I don't have that weird fetish.

Afterwards, Guangchang led Nuanxin to a more distant location to continue her studies.

"Tsk."

Guangchang looked up again and then changed his position.

"Tsk."

"Huh?" Guang Chen was stunned. He stopped and looked over, saying, "Miss, are your gums bleeding? Why are you making those tsk-tsk sounds?"

"Hmph." Jiang Xintong didn't answer, but just snorted again and turned her head towards the window on one side.

With a completely uncommunicative attitude, Guangchang could easily guess the reason: it was because he had taken too much leave recently. He had mentioned this to Yan Xingmeng, who said she had smoothed things over for him. Jiang Xintong assumed he had only taken leave to see her, but even so, Jiang Xintong still seemed dissatisfied. If she were to find out about Yimo, she would probably turn the whole world upside down.

However, on the other hand, Yan Xingmeng's reaction after learning about this was surprisingly calm. The two girls also reached a reconciliation after a private chat. Guang Chen was not surprised at all. On the contrary, he felt that this was in line with Yan Xingmeng's personality in his impression. She would never fall out with Shan Yimo, and their relationship was much better than others imagined.

Guangchang rested his cheek on his hand, slightly dazed.

When he turned back, he found the young lady staring at him with that displeased look once again.

Is it over yet?