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Ring ring ring—
The harsh sound of the phone echoed in the car, instantly pulling Song Junzhu back from her thoughts.
She looked at the number on the caller ID. It was an unfamiliar number.
Song Junzhu sighed.
She hated answering the phone. Can't things be said in a message?
But now she was a professor, and she was worried it might be a student with a problem.
So she took a deep breath and still answered.
"Hello."
"Song Junzhu!"
A roar from the other end of the phone instantly shattered Song Junzhu's peaceful expression.
Her eyes filled with mockery.
She tossed the phone onto the passenger seat, turned on the speakerphone, and crossed her arms defensively.
"What? Sun Ainan?"
"I thought you were going to be a coward for the rest of your life."
Song Junzhu's mockery was too obvious, making Sun Ainan jump with anger.
He was also a rich second-generation and could easily find out about Song Junzhu's transfer.
More terrifying than a teacher's question is the minute of waiting before the question.
More terrifying than Song Junzhu coming to the school is the few months of waiting for her to come.
When he found out that Song Junzhu was coming to his school, Sun Ainan's legs went weak with fear.
Damn it.
This psycho woman. Didn't I just run away from her?
Does she have to be like this?
"Song Junzhu! Are you sick! You don't even like me, why are you clinging to me!"
Sun Ainan gritted his teeth.
He didn't believe for a second that Song Junzhu liked him. So there was only one reason—revenge.
This damn woman definitely wants to get revenge on him!
Song Junzhu sneered.
"If you had honestly said you didn't like me and we had followed the normal procedure to break off the engagement, I wouldn't have said anything."
"But you chose to unilaterally send a message to my parents in a grand manner and then directly fly abroad."
For Song Junzhu, this was simply a real, solid humiliation!
She didn't care if Sun Ainan loved her or not.
But the aftermath caused by this bastard Sun Ainan had made her lose a great deal of face!
Messages from her parents, younger brother and sister, relatives and friends, all kinds of concerned and gloating messages came pouring in!
Why could Sun Ainan mess everything up and then just pat his ass and go abroad?
"I'm telling you, I'm very happy right now. Even if you come to our school, I will never fall in love with you!"
Sun Ainan said coldly.
He didn't believe it. Could Song Junzhu still force him?
Heh.
Song Junzhu's cold laugh, transmitted through the signal that crossed thousands of kilometers, sounded exceptionally cold.
"Is your love so precious?"
"You don't think I'm going abroad to make you fall in love with me, do you?"
"You've really been fucked in the head by men so much that you think the whole world has a secret crush on you?" (TL: Oh, he gay.)
Hmm?
Sun Ainan was shocked.
Holy f*ck!
"You investigated me!"
Sun Ainan instantly broke out in a cold sweat. How did Song Junzhu know about this?
This psycho woman didn't tell his parents, did she???
A rich second-generation like him wouldn't dare to tell his parents about this kind of thing!
Song Junzhu sneered, the disgust in her eyes blatant.
"Almost thirty years old, and you can't even wipe your own ass clean outside. You really have the nerve to say that?"
"Oh, no."
"It seems you've really become a regular at the proctology department. Weren't you just last week..."
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Song Junzhu kneaded her temples, every word a sharp stab to his heart.
"You're really quite tolerant now."
"Although you've achieved nothing in your studies or career, congratulations on becoming one of the classic legendary stories of the proctology department."
(TL: Stop... he's already dead.)
When a person is extremely angry, they can't speak at all.
Sun Ainan's face was flushed red, his whole body trembling with anger.
"You, you, you!"
Song Junzhu caressed the upturned corner of Lu Xing's mouth on the photo, her voice more arrogant than ever.
"Before June, you'd better give me a satisfactory answer."
"Otherwise, you know the consequences."
Sun Ainan grasped the key point. "What do you mean? You might not come in June?"
Song Junzhu stared silently at Lu Xing in the photo, her bewitching eyes as deep as the sea.
"You're not qualified to negotiate with me."
"Song Junzhu, you psycho, no one in this world will ever love you! You're just..."
Beep—
The call was directly hung up.
Sun Ainan was stunned. After reacting, he was so angry he punched the air.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
It had always been him hanging up on others. Only this damn psycho Song Junzhu was so arrogant!
He had thought he had finally gotten one over on Song Junzhu.
The result?
He hadn't expected Song Junzhu to be so damn vengeful, still not letting him go even now!
Fuck!
Sun Ainan gritted his teeth. "A cold-hearted woman like you will fall for someone else sooner or later!"
"You just wait. You just wait and see how I laugh at you then!"
"Jack, you still coming?"
Sun Ainan turned his head.
A group of people were looking at him in the room, a whole menagerie of monkeys, bears, and pigs.
(TL: These are slang terms in Chinese gay culture to describe different body types—slender/hairy (monkey), large/burly (bear), and chubby (pig). A Western counterpart to this would be terms like "twink," "bear," "otter" or "jock". Suffice to say, these are not positive terms.)
"Coming my ass!"
"Raise money! Raise money for that psycho woman!"
He believed in Song Junzhu's ability to take action all too well.
If this woman really came to kill him, his life would be over!
...
On the other side
After Song Junzhu hung up the phone, her thoughts suddenly became clear.
What Sun Ainan had said just now was all nonsense, but only one sentence was right.
She didn't necessarily have to go abroad.
(SHMOLL: Oh shit.)
Song Junzhu suddenly smiled.
She was going abroad just to get revenge on Sun Ainan. But after finding those photos of him...
She suddenly felt so disgusted.
The kind of disgust where she felt she would get sick if she were within a hundred meters of him.
Song Junzhu caressed the photo in her hand. It seemed she still preferred to be by Lu Xing's side.
Comfortable, peaceful, serene.
Ever since they left the theater that day, she and Lu Xing had not contacted each other again.
Lu Xing never took the initiative to send her a message.
She felt guilty in her heart, and dared not send a message to Lu Xing even more.
The two of them were just stuck here like this.
But now.
Song Junzhu thought it through. "I don't want to have nightmares anymore."
Thinking of the last sentence Sun Ainan had roared, Song Junzhu let out a light laugh, picked up her phone, and murmured.
"Someone loves me."
[Transfer] You have initiated a transfer
Recipient: Lu Xing
Ding—
【Lu Xing】: What's up, Professor Song? I saw the weather forecast says it's going to rain in a bit. Remember to bring an umbrella, 'kay? <(￣︶￣)↗
Song Junzhu suddenly let out a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness, thank goodness.
As long as she spoke, Lu Xing was there, always there.
Song Junzhu's expression changed from the mockery she had for Sun Ainan. Now, a faint smile hung on her face as she typed seriously.
"I'm in the car, I won't get wet."
"This is the money for the camera. Take it. If it's not enough, tell me. If there's extra, it's yours."
Lu Xing's side replied very quickly.
【Lu Xing】: I have the most beautiful model in the world. I can definitely take the most beautiful photos in the world!
【Lu Xing】: Professor Song, are you still driving that Maybach? It's going to get cold this week. I left a thick coat and an umbrella in the trunk last time. Keep warm and be careful not to catch a cold.
Seeing this message, Song Junzhu silently opened the car door and got out.
She opened the trunk.
On the side of the trunk was a white paper bag.
Song Junzhu's hand trembled as she opened it. Inside was a neatly folded classic trench coat and a black folding umbrella.
Plop.
A drop of water fell on the back of her hand.
Song Junzhu looked up at the overcast sky. Drops of water were falling down.
Rumble
Lightning streaked across the sky.
Song Junzhu's cheeks were wet, but she suddenly burst out laughing.
All the gloom and haze in her heart vanished, but the obsession in her eyes deepened.
"You're wrong, Sun Ainan."
"Someone loves me."
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