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

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wenyu's previously tense shoulders relaxed completely in an instant.

At the same time, he finally exhaled the breath he had been holding in for so long.

He knew it! How could Jiang Che, a guy with mediocre grades and nothing to offer except good looks, possibly win over Su Qinghe, this high-and-mighty flower?

A goddess of Su Qinghe's caliber must be matched with a talented man like him who excels academically and has exceptional eloquence, right?

Thinking of this, Zhao Wenyu's gaze towards Jiang Che became much more contemptuous.

"Jiang Che, I'm not trying to be mean, but you need to be more careful with your words in the future."

"Friends are friends. Don't get too ambiguous. If you ruin Su's reputation, can you take the responsibility?"

As Zhao Wenyu spoke, he removed his arm from Jiang Che's desk with a hint of disdain.

Then, seemingly out of nowhere, a bottle of unopened iced tea appeared and was pushed toward Jiang Che with a hint of charity.

Jiang Che stared blankly at the bottle of iced tea that had appeared out of nowhere, unable to understand for a moment what Zhao Wenyu was trying to say.

Judging from Zhao Wenyu's eagerness to act as Su Qinghe's "protector" today, and his recent question about his relationship with Su Qinghe...

Could this bottle of iced tea be a bribe for him?

No, putting aside the issue of bribery, who would ask someone for a favor by offering a three-yuan bottle of iced tea?

Moreover, the person who bribed him was a rich second-generation heir with a net worth of unknown amounts.

This Zhao Wenyu... is truly an exceptional individual.

As it turned out, Jiang Che's conjecture was correct.

"Hey bro, take this water and drink it."

Zhao Wenyu lowered his voice, his tone revealing a mysterious confidence, "Actually, I've always admired talent. A girl like Su, a genius, is naturally meant to be with people like us who have excellent grades and share common interests."

"Since you're friends with her, you'll have to put in a good word for me with Su in the future, right?"

Jiang Che looked at the bottle of iced tea, then at Zhao Wenyu's face, which was full of "I'm determined to win," and a bad idea suddenly popped into his head.

Since we're just killing time anyway, and this guy's insisting on walking right into the line of fire, wouldn't it be a waste of this bottle of iced tea not to tease him a little?

"Are you going to pursue Su Qinghe?"

Jiang Che feigned surprise, his eyes sweeping over Zhao Wenyu. "Class Representative Zhao, isn't pursuing a girl something you have to work hard for yourself? Why are you asking me for help... what's going on?"

Seeing that Jiang Che didn't refuse, Zhao Wenyu felt even more confident. He snorted coldly, his tone somewhat hurried:

"You don't understand. You're friends with her. One word from you is worth ten words from me! Besides, given our relationship, helping me is just a simple thing for you, isn't it?"

He then leaned closer and said mysteriously, "If you help me with this, you won't have to hand in your Chinese homework anymore. The teacher won't be able to find out. How about it?"

Jiang Che suppressed a laugh. What did he mean by "based on their relationship"?

How come he doesn't know what kind of relationship exists between the two of them?

As for assigning homework...

Jiang Che now has a "private tutor" of Su Qinghe's caliber to guide him step by step, so why does he need someone like Zhao Wenyu, who is only good at doing homework, to do it for him?

Besides, isn't Chinese homework the easiest type of homework to solve? After all, every Chinese person should be able to solve any problem, right?

However, although Jiang Che scoffed inwardly, he outwardly appeared to be very tempted.

He reached out and touched the bottle of iced tea, then nodded reluctantly.

"Alright, since Class Representative Zhao has said so, I'll help you out."

"But let's be clear from the start, you know Su Qinghe's personality, she's as cold as an iceberg. I can only do my best, whether it works out or not depends on your own fate."

"No problem! As long as you're willing to speak up, we're already halfway there!"

Zhao Wenyu slapped his thigh excitedly, about to say a few more bold words, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at the classroom door.

Immediately afterwards, Su Qinghe, the owner of that slender and aloof figure, walked into the classroom at a leisurely pace.

Having just washed her face, Su Qinghe's wisps of hair still held a few glistening water droplets, making her small face appear even more stunningly beautiful.

As soon as she stepped into the classroom, her beautiful eyes fell sharply on Zhao Wenyu, who was very close to Jiang Che, and then she looked at the conspicuous bottle of iced tea on Jiang Che's desk.

Almost instantly, a low-pressure atmosphere spread around Su Qinghe.

Outside, she's an aloof and unapproachable school beauty, but in front of Jiang Che, she's just a possessive and obsessive little yandere.

Although she agreed to keep her distance at school, it didn't mean she could tolerate other people getting so close to Jiang Che, including men.

Even just a few words make her feel like her territory has been invaded.

Unacceptable, unforgivable.

"What are you doing?"

Su Qinghe walked up to Jiang Che and Zhao Wenyu, her voice icy and her eyes filled with coldness.

Zhao Wenyu suddenly shivered and immediately turned around and returned to his seat.

He lowered his head, pretending to flip through a book while frantically pressing his back against the edge of the table to signal Jiang Che to hurry up and "help".

Jiang Che found it amusing to see Su Qinghe's expression as if she wanted to kill Zhao Wenyu, and it took him a lot of effort to maintain a serious and calm expression.

"Oh, I was chatting with Class Representative Zhao. He's a really nice guy; he gave me a bottle of water." Jiang Che pointed to the bottle of iced tea.

Su Qinghe's gaze lingered on the bottle of iced tea for less than a second before she turned her head away with extreme disgust.

Chatting? They seem like a nice person.

She's not stupid. How could she not tell the difference between the adoring look in Zhao Wenyu's eyes when he looked at her and the disdain and contempt in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Che?

Zhao Wenyu's disgusting feeling of a toad wanting to eat swan meat had ruined her mood all morning.

And yet this person actually dared to harass his A-Che while she was away?

Su Qinghe's little fists were already clenched tightly.

"Jiang Che, don't drink anything given to you by strangers; it's not clean," Su Qinghe said calmly to Jiang Che.

Zhao Wenyu's face immediately turned awkward, followed by a hint of anger creeping up his brow.

How can a bottle of iced tea that costs three yuan be unclean?

This stuff is from Guojiao, you know. He himself wouldn't even drink it, but he used it to bribe Jiang Che. In the end, it ended up in Su Qinghe's mouth and became something unclean.

Zhao Wenyu was unconvinced, but he didn't dare to turn around and argue with Su Qinghe, since he still wanted to pursue her.

He could only turn to Jiang Che for help, desperately trying to wink at him.