Rejected by the Campus Belle, I Find My True Love-Chapter 207 - 205: The Unrevealed Cui Hao

"Go learn!" Xue Yang’s tone left no room for question.

"Boss, how... how am I supposed to learn this?" Cui Hao panicked.

"Until I find a specialist, you have to make sure the server is secure."

"What if something goes wrong?"

"Well, then we’ll just have to offer you as a sacrifice."

Cui Hao immediately started whimpering, "Boss, don’t do this to me, please..."

"Whimper one more time, and I’ll sacrifice you right now."

Cui Hao immediately fell silent. "Boss, when did you find out I was a hacker?"

I thought I’d hidden it so well. How did Xue Yang find out? And he knew but didn’t let on at all, only choosing now to lay his cards on the table. What a sly bastard.

"Sun Yufei," Xue Yang said.

"Her? What could she possibly have figured out?"

"You showed me a photo of her once. It was a picture I couldn’t find anywhere in her online space."

"One photo doesn’t prove anything, does it?"

"The other day, I saw you enter her private space..."

"Stop, stop, stop... Boss, say no more. I’ll do my best."

Oh god, how on earth did Xue Yang see me sneak into Sun Yufei’s private space? Did anyone else see? It’s not like I’m some kind of voyeur! It’s just that the difference between the real Sun Yufei and her online persona was so shocking it tormented me all night. I was just desperate to figure out what was going on, so I took a peek. And Xue Yang just happened to see it.

"Good. In that case, I don’t need to find another hacker."

The studio needed a lot of capital, and Yang Xiaozhi would also require a substantial sum in the future. Xue Yang was saving every penny he could.

Cui Hao’s face fell. "Boss, that’s not fair. I’m doing the work of two people. Doesn’t your conscience hurt?"

"Nope. You’re a founder too. If the studio goes belly-up, you won’t be able to face your old man either."

"..."

Cui Hao was rendered completely speechless. He was completely under Xue Yang’s thumb.

Yu Kexin had finally pieced things together. "Cui Hao, so you’re a hacker," she said, her tone filled with admiration.

She had always been fascinated by things like hacking, but unfortunately, her own talent was limited, and she’d never been able to even scratch the surface. Since her social circle was small, she’d never had the chance to meet anyone like that. She never expected an expert to be right beside her.

"I’m not that great. I can only handle simple hacking attempts. I can’t manage anything more advanced."

"Cui Hao, I never knew you were hiding such a talent. You have to teach me!"

"I’ll see when I’m free. Wait a minute, Boss, did you just say you went through Sun Yufei’s online space? You already have a girlfriend, but you’re still snooping around another woman’s online space? I’m telling Lin Xi!"

"Go ahead. Let’s see who ends up in a worse state, you or me."

"..."

A chill suddenly ran down Cui Hao’s neck. There’s no need to even guess. I’d definitely be the one to die a more horrible death. At worst, Xue Yang would have to kneel on a durian or something, buy a few small gifts, and say some sweet words, and everything would be fine. But if Sun Yufei found out I’d peeked into her private space just to learn more about her... The thought of that Barbie doll face attached to the body of a brawny King Kong made him want to die.

Muttering curses, Cui Hao left the group chat.

Seeing this, Yu Kexin left as well.

Xue Yang took off his headphones. Xue Xing had finally finished claiming all the red packets.

"Bro, I finished all the red packets! Am I awesome or what?" This was the most he’d ever collected in his life, and the amounts were huge. He’d never even seen that much in cash red packets.

Seeing Xue Xing’s eager, praise-seeking expression, Xue Yang offered a sincere compliment. "You did great."

"So, can we go play with fireworks now? I brought my box over too. Let’s do it together!"

"Just wait a little longer."

Xue Yang picked up his phone and typed a message: "My brother is calling me to go set off fireworks. I’ll video call you later." He didn’t realize that he hadn’t sent the message privately to Lin Xi but had posted it in the group chat instead.

The group chat instantly blew up again.

"Fireworks? What kind? The kind that explode into huge sparks in the sky?"

"How do you set them off?"

"You can set off fireworks yourself?"

"What’s it like setting off your own fireworks?"

"..."

Seeing the other girls in the group discussing it so eagerly, Xue Yang knew it was too late to retract the message.

"Xue Yang, I want to see too," Lin Xi sent.

"If you want to watch, I’ll send you a video of us setting them off in a bit," Xue Yang replied.

The others chimed in, "Great! Then hurry up and go! We can’t wait to see!" They were completely unaware that they were being third wheels.

Xue Yang left the group chat and sent a private message to Lin Xi. "Don’t you guys have fireworks?"

"They probably do."

"?"

"I’m just watching from inside the house."

Lin Xi sent Xue Yang a photo. It was a picture of a single glass window. In its reflection, Lin Xi could be seen sitting alone on a sofa, her phone obscuring most of her face. The background was opulent, with an antique, classical charm—a level of luxury that ordinary people like them could never touch. Through the window, he could see the scenery outside, which appeared to be a garden with a lake-like body of water. That was probably the place Lin Xi mentioned where the fireworks were being set off.

Watching from behind a window, across a lake. Hmm, how should I put it? It’s a method that perfectly suits Xiao Naimao’s status. But what’s the point of fireworks if you can’t set them off yourself or watch them up close? Si Wen and the others are probably in a similar situation. That must be why they were asking all those questions in the group.

"Some other day, I’ll take you to set off fireworks properly."

"I wish I could be with you right now, setting them off together."

"..."

"I’m just kidding. Go on, Xue Yang, set off your fireworks. I’ll be waiting."

"..."

Xue Yang was suddenly struck by how vast the distance between them truly was. If only we were a little closer. Then I could show up in front of her with a trunk full of fireworks and say, ’These are my gift to you. Play with them as much as you want.’ But imagination is just imagination, a world away from reality.

"Okay."

Pocketing his phone, he looked up at Xue Xing. "Let’s go! Time for fireworks!"

"Yay!" Xue Xing had been waiting to hear those words for a long time. He practically jumped for joy on the spot.

The evening air was a bit chilly. Xue Yang grabbed a jacket, threw it on, and went downstairs with Xue Xing.

The yard was already filled with more than a dozen children. When they saw the two of them come down, they all began to clap and cheer excitedly.

"They’re here, they’re here! It’s time for fireworks!"

"Fireworks!"

"Fireworks!"