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Yan Ruoxi made up his mind to add their WeChat accounts first before planning the next steps. After thinking it over, he ultimately decided to start with Lu Jinglan's WeChat.
At school, Yan Ruoxi was like a lonely little asteroid, having few friends.
His relationship with his roommate was also lukewarm, leaving him with no social connections. Now, suddenly trying to add Lu Jinglan on WeChat was undoubtedly a highly challenging task for him.
He searched online for possible clues but found nothing. With no other options, he resorted to the most primitive method—staking out. Every day after finishing his classes early, Yan Ruoxi stood like a loyal guardian along the route Lu Jinglan took to class.
Lu Jinglan was in the Finance Department, and anyone going to the Finance Department building had to pass through a wide square.
Yan Ruoxi found a relatively hidden bench and sat there for several days. He was like an ascetic, silently enduring everything for the sake of his obsession. For lunch, he only bought a couple of buns to get by; those buns looked somewhat out of place in his slender hands, as if his hands were even weaker than the buns.
Despite Yan Ruoxi's efforts, after several days of waiting, he hadn't even caught a glimpse of Lu Jinglan. His frail body curled up on the bench for long periods attracted some unwanted attention. Those gazes pricked at him like needles, making him feel very uncomfortable.
"Being a third party is so exhausting..." Yan Ruoxi couldn't help but complain in his heart.
Once again coming up empty today, the sky had darkened. Yan Ruoxi packed up his things dejectedly, preparing to head back to his dormitory. After sitting on the bench for so long, his back hurt badly, and his stomach audibly protested at an inopportune moment. He thought helplessly about returning to his dormitory to make a bowl of instant noodles; another day had passed just like that.
Just as Yan Ruoxi slung his small bag over his shoulder and prepared to leave, he suddenly heard a few girls nearby whispering. His sensitive ears perked up at the mention of a familiar name.
"Hey! Is that Xiao Linfeng? The one who was trending on the forum a couple of days ago?"
"Ah, it looks like him! He seems much more handsome in person than in the photos!"
"It's a pity that their sexual orientation isn't the same as ours, and besides, they already have boyfriends, that Lu Jinglan, the one from a wealthy family."
"Xiao Linfeng's family is quite rich too, right? I've heard others say he has a bad temper and usually doesn't show much expression. Maybe that's how rich second-generation kids are?"
"They actually make a good match. Lu Jinglan is handsome with sharp features and a strong aura, while Xiao Linfeng has a somewhat androgynous charm. Both come from powerful families; it seems like they'll get married early."
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Yan Ruoxi had long stopped listening. He had heard so many compliments about their supposed compatibility over the past few days that his ears felt like they were going to develop calluses. "A bunch of blind fools, where's the compatibility? They're clearly ugly as hell," he thought to himself.
He couldn't help but glance at Xiao Linfeng, who was standing not far away, looking down at his phone.
Xiao Linfeng was tall and slender, his posture resembling that of a straight bamboo stalk.
He wore simple yet stylish clothes that hugged his body, accentuating his superior physique. His hair was black and neatly styled, with a few strands casually falling over his forehead, adding a touch of unruliness to his otherwise handsome and somewhat stern face.
In contrast, Yan Ruoxi stood in front of him like a tiny bean, though he could barely consider himself a good-looking little bean.
"How is he even handsome... he's not better looking than me. It's just that his family has some filthy money. Damn rich people..." Yan Ruoxi muttered under his breath in a venomous tone, his eyes openly filled with malice as he stared at Xiao Linfeng.
But over there, Xiao Linfeng seemed to sense his gaze and suddenly looked up, casting a cold glance in Yan Ruoxi's direction.
That fleeting glance felt like a cold current coursing through Yan Ruoxi. He instinctively recoiled, clearly startled.
Just now, he was so nervous that his heart almost jumped to his throat. He knew that Xiao Linfeng had a bad temper, and if he found out that he was talking behind his back, he probably wouldn't see the sun rise the next day.
Yan Ruoxi covered her chest to calm down and suddenly had a bright idea; this was a good opportunity. Since she couldn't add Lu Jinglan on WeChat, adding Xiao Linfeng first wouldn't be bad. After all, men were all the same, and a little flirtation should be enough to get Lu Jinglan's WeChat information.
"Why am I so clever!" Yan Ruoxi couldn't help but praise herself in her heart.
She decided to seize this opportunity; if she missed it, who knew how long she would have to wait to run into him again.
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