You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

In the past ten years or so, she has hardly ever played online games, and her mind is always focused on studying and Jiang Che.

Listening to them spouting words like "one-shot," "enter the bun," "Rina," and "nanny," it felt like listening to gibberish.

Seeing Jiang Che chatting and laughing with them, Su Qinghe felt a little disappointed and anxious.

She didn't want to be excluded from A-Che's world... she wanted to be a part of everything he did.

Su Qinghe quietly reached out her small hand under the table, gently tugged at Jiang Che's clothes, and shook it.

Jiang Che felt the movement of his clothes, and when he looked down, he met Su Qinghe's big, watery eyes.

"Ah Che..." Su Qinghe lowered her voice, her tone carrying a hint of grievance and coquettishness, "What are you talking about... I can't understand a word you're saying?"

Looking at her pitiful little face, Jiang Che reached under the table and took her soft little hand in his own, giving it a gentle squeeze.

He then patiently explained, "We're talking about a shooting computer game, but it's not the PUBG I introduced you to before. It's called Valorant, and it's also a very popular game."

"In this game, the 'Charge' role is the one who rushes to the front to lead the team into the bomb site and get the first kill, while the 'Healer' role is a support character who can heal and restore the teammates' status from the back..."

Jiang Che patiently explained some basic concepts of Valorantry to Su Qinghe in the simplest and most understandable language.

Su Qinghe listened attentively, though she was still somewhat confused and couldn't understand everything.

But as long as it's what A-Che says to her, even if she doesn't quite understand it, it doesn't stop her from finding it particularly interesting.

"I see..." Su Qinghe nodded thoughtfully, then her eyes lit up, and she whispered in Jiang Che's ear, "Then... when we get home tonight, Che, can you teach me how to play? I want to play a healer too, and follow you around healing you..."

When the girl leaned closer, her sweet fragrance wafted towards Jiang Che's ear along with her warm breath, making his heart itch.

"Okay," Jiang Che suppressed the excitement in his heart and readily agreed, "I'll teach you step by step when we get back tonight."

"Okay! It's a deal."

Su Qinghe smiled happily, her slight disappointment from a moment ago long gone.

Just as the four people were enjoying themselves in a warm and harmonious atmosphere, an untimely figure suddenly appeared beside their table, carrying a tray.

It's Zhao Wenyu.

Zhao Wenyu, carrying the food he had prepared, stared intently at the empty seat next to Su Qinghe, his lips still bearing what he thought was a very sunny and handsome smile.

"Su, what a coincidence, you're eating here too."

Zhao Wenyu feigned surprise at the chance encounter, then pointed to the empty seat next to Su Qinghe and asked knowingly, "Excuse me, is this seat empty?"

Su Qinghe's face, which had been wearing a sweet smile, froze instantly upon seeing Zhao Wenyu, losing all expression except for indifference.

She didn't even glance at Zhao Wenyu, but coldly uttered a single word: "Yes."

But after being rejected by Su Qinghe countless times throughout the morning, Zhao Wenyu's skin had clearly become much thicker than before, to the point of being extremely thick-skinned.

He's just an ordinary guy who doesn't care about anyone else's feelings.

He pretended to look around, then chuckled and tried to save face: "Su, you're really joking. There's nothing on this chair. I see there are only four people at your table, so there shouldn't be anyone else here."

After saying that, he shamelessly picked up his tray and prepared to sit down next to Su Qinghe.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Che's brows instantly furrowed into a tight knot.

Damn it, this fly is really persistent, isn't it?

It's one thing to be disgusting in the classroom, but to come here and ruin your appetite while you're eating is another.

Before Zhao Wenyu could even sit down, Jiang Che suddenly stood up abruptly. The huge movement startled Zhao Wenyu, who was about to sit down, and he jumped back up.

Then, under the gazes of the others, Jiang Che picked up his plate and walked behind Su Qinghe, casually making up an excuse and saying, "Qinghe, why don't you sit inside? I'll sit outside. People are coming and going in this aisle, be careful someone spills soup on you."

Su Qinghe obediently moved her plate inside, giving up the spot that originally belonged to her on the outside to Jiang Che.

Seeing Jiang Che sit down beside him with a natural expression, Zhao Wenyu's smile froze completely.

Holding onto the tray and sitting down again wasn't an option, but turning around and slinking away wasn't an option either; he was caught in a dilemma.

Zhao Wenyu's face turned pale and then flushed, looking worse than if he had swallowed a dead fly.

But he couldn't really lash out, since there were so many people coming and going in the cafeteria, and if things got out of hand, his "gentle and well-mannered good student" persona would be ruined.

Left with no other choice, he gritted his teeth, forced himself to sit down in the seat next to Jiang Che, and shoveled down two mouthfuls of rice to vent his anger.

The lively conversation at the table instantly plummeted to freezing point after Zhao Wenyu, this unpopular guy, forcibly joined in.

Wang Kai and Liu Mengyao exchanged a glance, both seeing the helplessness and annoyance they felt towards Zhao Wenyu in each other's eyes.

Neither of them wanted to continue talking, so they tacitly sped up their eating, only thinking about finishing quickly and leaving this troublesome place.

Jiang Che and Su Qinghe were too lazy to pay attention to Zhao Wenyu, this clown, and focused on eating.

Unfortunately, some people are born without self-awareness.

Less than two minutes of silence ensued at the dinner table before Zhao Wenyu began to feel unwell.

He felt that as the class representative for Chinese language and an "elite" with above-average academic performance, how could he be ignored in front of a group of "underachievers"?

Jiang Che, in particular, is known throughout the school to have terrible grades; at best, he can only get into an average university.

Why should someone like that be allowed to sit with Su Qinghe?

Moreover, he had observed for a long time that Su Qinghe was chatting and laughing with Jiang Che, a good-for-nothing, but she had a cold and distant attitude towards him this morning!

This infuriated Zhao Wenyu. What was it about Jiang Che that he couldn't compare to, except for the fact that his family had some meager wealth?

Su Qinghe is willing to smile at this good-for-nothing, yet she is cold and indifferent to him. Isn't this deliberately humiliating him?

Enraged, Zhao Wenyu's mind raced, his eyes darting around, and he quickly came up with a disgusting idea.