Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 130 - 128: Be a Good Boy and Go Back to Being the Boss!
This time, the rose delivery was tolerable.
Last time, it was even more ridiculous, Jiayi could not help but laugh and cry when Shangguan Yao, the little overlord, tied an enormous bow on a pink leopard-print women’s sports car and parked it right at the entrance of the girls’ dorm.
It caused Jiayi such trouble that she had to call for Teacher Liu, the class advisor, to help her sort it out.
Jiayi had become quite adept at avoiding Shangguan Yao, and today was no different. She used the crowd of students admiring the roses as a human shield and slipped away smoothly.
Once she was away from the crowd, she breathed a sigh of relief, but then heard a female voice from behind:
"Playing hard to get with Shangguan Yao, who knows if she’s really playing a game of cat and mouse."
Jiayi turned around and, as expected, it was Ye Shiman.
Ye Shiman, hugging her books, obviously had seen Shangguan Yao’s grand gesture of giving Jiayi roses, and at this moment her small, fair face looked very upset. She deliberately spoke in a very loud "whisper" to Ding Fei, her close friend nearby.
Jiayi understood, this was why Ye Shiman had targeted her in class earlier.
The Ye family’s trading company was a minor supplier under the Shangguan Family, and it could be said that they relied entirely on the support of the Shangguan Family to establish themselves in the fiercely competitive business circles of H City.
Under the influence of her parents, one of Ye Shiman’s dreams was to marry into the Shangguan Family.
If she could cling to the Shangguan Family and become related by marriage, not only would Ye Shiman become the young mistress of the Shangguan Family, but her family’s company would be much more stable.
Ye Shiman even chose to attend Jinhua University just so she could get close to Shangguan Yao.
But as soon as she entered university, Ye Shiman found that Shangguan Yao had taken an interest in another girl from their class, how could she not be jealous?
For the past few months, although Ye Shiman had not openly clashed with Jiayi, she had made obvious moves to isolate Jiayi by cliquing up with others, and various other kinds of behind-the-scenes targeting were always present.
Jiayi couldn’t be bothered to deal with Ye Shiman, she just glanced at her nonchalantly and went on her way.
Seeing Jiayi’s casual demeanor, Ye Shiman’s face suddenly flushed purple with anger.
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By the time Jiayi returned to the girls’ dormitory, it was already noon.
She read for a while but Su Yan had not yet come back.
Su Yan, the class president, typically stayed back after every class, waiting for any instructions from the teacher.
Furthermore, today’s class was buzzing, with Huo Zhenyang being surrounded by students to the point of being inaccessible, so she guessed that Su Yan might have stayed back to manage the situation. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
But she thought it was good in a way; if that man was held up by students, he wouldn’t have time to look for her.
She cursed him to be so bogged down after every class that he couldn’t escape! Humph.
Let’s see if he still likes role-playing. Let’s see if he still thinks being a university professor is such a great job.
Just go back and be his big Boss.
While she was mulling over this, Su Yan returned, her cheeks still flushed and her tone excited, "Xiaoyi, you ran off too fast and didn’t see it, wow, it was lively there. When I left, another group of students had surrounded Professor Huo and wouldn’t let him go; it was just like a vegetable market. But Professor Huo is really something, he could answer everything and his explanations were so vivid, much better than our previous Professor Fang!"
Jiayi forced a cheerful smile. "Alright, let’s go have lunch. If we’re any later, there’ll be nothing left to eat."
Indeed, mealtimes are sacred. Hearing this, Su Yan wasted no more words, picked up her lunchbox, and left the dormitory with Jiayi.
The student cafeteria was bustling with activity, as it was the prime time for eating.
The "Bluebird Gospel" necklace had made Jiayi’s current life quite comfortable.
After selling the necklace, she deposited most of the money into her bank account, kept a bank card, and a small amount of cash on hand for her modest living expenses.
Even without the Liang family’s assistance, she would still have lived comfortably.
Su Yan, being an orphan raised in a welfare institution, relied on public donations and scholarships for her education. Naturally, her living expenses were very tight, and she always tried to eat the cheapest meals possible.
Jiayi, who was not short on money, often saw how frugally Su Yan lived and would deliberately invite her to have meals together, buying plenty of good food to share with her.
Today was no different. Jiayi went to the food counter and bought sweet and sour ribs, spicy diced chicken, and salt and pepper chicken bites, paid for it all, then joined Su Yan at the table to sit down.
Gazing at the lavish lunch on the table, Su Yan felt an unexplainable touch of sourness in her nose. "Xiaoyi, you always look after me like this. I really don’t know how I can repay you."
Besides regularly taking her out for meals, Jiayi had also taken her shopping a few times. Noticing Su Yan’s shabby attire and the sneers she endured from other girls at the school, Jiayi bought her several pieces of clothing that weren’t cheap.
Although Su Yan studied hard, had good grades, and was even the class representative, in an era where family background mattered so much, many female students still overlooked her presence.
Even the other two girls in their dormitory consistently looked down on her, disdaining her for being an orphan without parents, while only Xiaoyi always treated her like a younger sister.
To her, Xiaoyi was like an angel.
Jiayi smiled as she placed a piece of chicken in Su Yan’s bowl, her dimples blooming like buds. "Come on, eat up. The chicken won’t be crispy once it cools down, and we’ve still got classes this afternoon."
After lunch, they left the cafeteria and walked towards the dormitory. Halfway there, they were approached by a group of boys.
One of them was tall and strikingly handsome, with slightly upturned peach-blossom eyes and a hint of frivolity in his demeanor. He wore an authentic signed jersey, which indicated his extraordinary status: he was Shangguan Yao from the same school.
Shangguan Yao had been waiting at the entrance of the cafeteria for a while and, seeing Jiayi come out, lifted his lip slightly and, with a few friends, stepped forward.
Su Yan knew that Shangguan Yao had come for Xiaoyi and also knew that Xiaoyi always avoided this playboy, so she took her hand tightly.
The first time Shangguan Yao saw Xiaoyi, he pursued her relentlessly, constantly inviting her to off-campus parties or sending gifts to her dormitory. However, Xiaoyi was always cold to Shangguan Yao, rejecting his invitations and distributing his gifts to the other dormitory girls.
After a few attempts, Shangguan Yao’s pursuit had relaxed somewhat, but he would still occasionally shamelessly look for Xiaoyi.
"Have you had lunch? I was planning to invite you to eat outside of school," said Shangguan Yao as he looked at Jiayi, his eyes full of laughter. "There’s a new five-star restaurant just next door. Many of the city’s elite have praised it, and ordinary people can hardly get in."
This girl might not be the most beautiful he had ever pursued, but her pure and untainted demeanor, with a pair of sweet eyes betraying a calmness beyond her years, was deeply enticing, tempting a man to move closer and taste her fragrance.
Shangguan Yao, who had experienced all sorts of women—from tall and slim runway models to glamorous little stars, to countless social climbers fawning over him—had only this girl who never paid him any attention, repeatedly ignoring him without giving him any face.
He had investigated her background and found it strange. He knew only that she had recently come to H City alone from out of town and was staying with the Liang family of Hongtai Real Estate; beyond that, information was difficult to come by.
She was probably an orphan with no parents.
