Parents often say: “You can date however you want or as many people as you want once you’re in college and no one will care, but until then, study hard for me!”
So, Ye Zhou believed them. From Nine-Year Compulsory Education to the three years of high school, he never stopped burying his head in his studies.
Thanks to that, he relied on his excellent grades to get into his ideal university.
Although it was the College of Engineering, specifically the Department of Computer Science—a department with almost no feminine energy—he fortunately used his status as a freshman to join the Drama and Film Club, which was filled with beauties.
Who would have thought that on his first day in the club, he accidentally broke the Treasure of the Club?
President Jiang Yingxue used this to blackmail him; he had to work as free labor for the Drama and Film Club to pay it back until graduation!
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Jianghai City, Jianghai University, Drama and Film Club:
“Ye Zhou, day after day, you’re good for nothing and you only cause trouble!”
“Tell me, what’s your excuse for breaking another stage prop this time?”
“I’m all ears, OK?”
The scene before him made Ye Zhou subconsciously swallow his saliva, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down.
It had to be said that as the President, Jiang Yingxue had an absolute, even domineering reputation in the Drama and Film Club.
It was as if when Heaven closes a door, it definitely opens a window for you.
Her appearance was something one would never grow tired of, no matter how many times they looked.
She had smooth, silver hair that reached past her shoulders and exquisite features.
She wore an off-the-shoulder slim-fit top paired with a short black skirt that accentuated the striking curves of her body. The black choker around her neck further brought out her cold yet alluring temperament.
Further down were a pair of long, fair legs that seemed to go on forever. One foot was planted in a black and white canvas shoe, while one of her white boat socks was hooked on the toes of her slender jade-like foot. With a gentle flick, the bright silver cardamom nail polish between her toes was revealed.
A pair of silver stilettos sat under the sofa; it was obvious she was in the middle of changing her shoes, but that didn’t stop her relentless, flame-red lips for a second.
A forced smile squeezed onto the corners of Ye Zhou’s mouth:
“President Jiang, everything you said is right, but I still want to weakly defend myself.”
“You should know that stage prop was a massive hunk of junk. It was very difficult for me to move it alone.”
“I think you should have called at least one more person to help at that time.”
Jiang Yingxue looked up coldly with a glance, then lowered her head to slide her fair, bare feet into the silver stilettos. She stood up and tested them to see if they fit.
“You said it yourself—at that time. So what is the point of saying those things now? Do you think you’re some kind of mastermind in hindsight?”
“Oh, I think I understand now. You’re doing this to target me on purpose, aren’t you? But this kind of silent protest only makes me look down on you even more.”
“So, I’ll just say one thing: if you’re wrong, admit it. If you’re being punished, stand up straight. That might actually make me think a bit more highly of you.”
Ye Zhou waved his hands hurriedly to explain:
“How would I dare, President Jiang? Stop testing me. Is my respect for you not obvious enough?”
Just as he finished speaking, a ding-dong suddenly sounded in his brain:
[Daily Intelligence has started refreshing…]
[Today’s Intelligence: The fiancé of the silver-haired older sister President Jiang Yingxue is currently cheating on her in Building 3, Room 303, Ziyue Garden.]
He froze for a moment and looked around, but no one else was talking to him.
However, the Today’s Intelligence information in his head was clear and audible.
This was truly strange.
“Hey, Ye Zhou, what are you spacing out for?”
Jiang Yingxue frowned. “I’m talking to you. This mindset of pushing away responsibility whenever you make a mistake is completely out of place in this club. You better correct it immediately!”
Ye Zhou gradually snapped out of it and scratched his head with a laugh:
“Ahaha… Sorry, President Jiang. Although I want to continue listening to your teachings, I have an urgent matter. I can’t stay here any longer.”
A flicker of suspicion flashed in Jiang Yingxue’s beautiful eyes.
“What urgent matter? How urgent is it?”
Ye Zhou took a deep breath, and a look of visible distress appeared on his face.
“To be honest, I actually have a fiancée.”
“I wanted to say good morning to her just now, but she only picked up after I called several times. And when she did, she was panting while she spoke. Nine times out of ten, something is wrong.”
“I suspect she’s cheating.”
“President Jiang, I’m in a hurry to catch an adulterer!”
Jiang Yingxue paused. “Is that so?”
Ye Zhou nodded with extreme sincerity.
Did he need to lie? He was going to catch an adulterer anyway—it just wasn’t certain who was catching whose adulterer.
“Of course, if President Jiang could give me a ride as soon as possible, catching them in the act would be best.”
“If your situation wasn’t truly this urgent, then logically and emotionally, as the President, I would have no obligation to give a club member a ride for no reason.”
“Then I’m truly grateful!”
The two talked as they walked all the way to the campus parking lot.
Among the rows of cars, there was an eye-catching Silver BMW 3 Series. That was Jiang Yingxue’s car.
To be clear, Ye Zhou wasn’t the type of person who enjoyed watching chaos for its own sake; at this moment, he just wanted to verify the truth of the Today’s Intelligence in his head.
Jiang Yingxue quickly sat in the driver’s seat and buckled her seatbelt with quick, efficient movements. The seatbelt snapped against her chest—which was visually a C Cup, maybe a D—and her tone could not hide a hint of irritation.
“What are you standing there for? Get in the car quickly. Let’s get this straight: leave the door for me to kick down. Because in this world, as long as they’re a normal person, nobody likes being cheated on.”
Ye Zhou slowly sat in the back seat, crossing and uncrossing his hands with obvious guilt in his voice:
“No problem, but don’t get too worked up. I won’t be able to hold you back.”
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After a short while, Jiang Yingxue drove to Ye Zhou’s “home” according to the location he had provided, Ziyue Garden, a high-end residential area.
“Ye Zhou, are you sure you live here?”
“Yeah, does President Jiang live here too?”
Jiang Yingxue neither nodded nor shook her head, but as soon as she stepped out of the car, she felt inexplicably irritable.
A young, tall security guard saw the two of them approaching and hurried to manually open the automatic gate, wearing a smile:
“Welcome home, Owner Jiang! Is this your friend?”
Jiang Yingxue gave a slight nod, feeling even more irritated.
The two walked in silence all the way to Building 3, Room 303.
They stood facing each other, stunned for a full three seconds.
Jiang Yingxue, having come to her senses, frowned:
“Ye Zhou, are you messing with me on purpose? I’m very busy every day, or do you just idle around in the club all day?”
Actually, now that they were at this final step, Ye Zhou was also starting to feel hesitant. He had only come to confirm the truth of the Daily Intelligence that had suddenly appeared in his head.
If the door opened and the bed wasn’t shaking, that would be bad.
If the bed was shaking non-stop, that would also be bad.
Ah, what a dilemma…
An awkward grin appeared on Ye Zhou’s face: “President Jiang, I realized I forgot to bring my brain when I left the house. I just noticed this isn’t my house. How about we head back the way we came?”
Jiang Yingxue expressionlessly took out her keys and gently inserted them into the lock, turning it:
“Ye Zhou, I strongly suspect you’ve been secretly stalking me every day. Otherwise, how could you possibly know about this place?”
“You’ve got something to hide, don’t you? If I open this door and find out you lied to me, you’re going to get what’s coming to you.”
After saying this, only Jiang Yingxue knew that her heart was filled with contradiction.
What if he hadn’t lied? Wouldn’t that mean she was the one catching an adulterer?
This was her home. Who else could be the target of her catching an adulterer?
It was a truth she simply didn’t want to admit.
With a click, the door opened.
Sure enough, the scene before them…
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