A Beijing socialite stole my boyfriend; she went crazy after I got married.

The morning breeze brushed against the stray hairs on her forehead, revealing a face that was dazzlingly beautiful.

She nodded her thanks to the driver, then turned and walked toward the school gate, paying no attention to anyone else.

"..."

The group of people at the school gate looked at each other, and the air remained still for a long time.

They only came to their senses after watching the car drive away.

"Wait, isn't that... Jiang Chu?"

The first boy to react lowered his voice and said, "Right?"

"Yes, it's her! I saw her picture on the confession wall. She's really beautiful in person. Damn, her face looks like it was photoshopped..."

"What kind of logic is that...?"

"No, the point is, how did she get out of that car?"

Someone frowned, their face full of disbelief. "Isn't her family's financial situation quite average?"

"Could it be Wei Jing's car? Didn't he make a lot of money from those model kits?"

"laugh--"

Upon hearing this, the wealthy second-generation car enthusiast scoffed without hesitation, his eyes filled with a disdain that only an expert could understand.

"Wei Jing? Forget about him, even if his father were here, he wouldn't have the right to offer that car owner a cigarette!"

He said coldly, "This is not a matter of class at all, understand? Wei Jing's meager earnings can't even cover the insurance and maintenance costs of this car."

Upon hearing this, the group fell into an eerie silence once again.

A female college student from a not-so-well-off family got out of a car that represented absolute power and top-level wealth early in the morning.

The group exchanged glances, each reading a tacit understanding in the other's eyes.

"...Could she be," the first boy to speak swallowed hard, lowering his voice to a whisper, "being kept by some big shot?"

"If you ask me, that's more like it!"

The boy who had previously looked down on Wei Jing now puffed out his chest, saying, "Given Jiang Chu's appearance, it's too much of a waste for her to be with someone surnamed Wei!"

"...No, what are you so proud of?"

"She texted me to reject me! Of course I hope she finds someone more amazing, otherwise wouldn't I look like a fool?"

"What kind of logic is that...?"

"My logic is sound! I'm going to tell Wei Jing about this and really disgust him!"

"Hey, don't be like that. This is between them."

"What's wrong? He always acts all high and mighty in front of me, and he's always flirting with the Xie family's little princess, and he even rode in the Xie family's car—"

"You know he's caught the eye of the Xie family's eldest daughter, yet you still want to offend him?"

"Damn it, Xie Qingyang humiliated me before. I'm not afraid to offend that bitch, so why would I be afraid of this slut surnamed Wei?"

The group started arguing and making a racket.

-

On the other side, the teaching building of the Department of Mathematics at Kyoto University.

As the bell rang, Wei Jing finished his first morning class, carrying his tablet and heavy foreign language textbook in one hand, and walked out of the classroom with the crowd.

Several people tried to strike up a conversation with him, but he coldly brushed them off.

Just as I reached the corner of the stairs, my pocket vibrated.

Wei Jing stopped and casually glanced at his phone.

Several messages popped up on the screen, sent by a rich second-generation heir with whom he usually didn't get along.

Clicking on it reveals a candid photo—a dark blue-black sedan parked at the west gate of Peking University.

The car was already driving away, so it appeared somewhat blurry.

Wei Jing glanced at the following text message and his face immediately darkened.

He called the other party directly, "...Hey, Xu, what do you mean?"

"Oh, Wei, you academic genius, what do I mean?"

A mocking male voice came through the microphone.

"Aren't you always putting on airs, thinking that a beauty like Jiang Chu is devoted to you and can't live without you? Well, she just came out of a globally limited edition car today—"

Wei Jing's face was so dark it looked like it could drip water.

An indescribable sense of humiliation and anger surged to my head.

The background noise could be faintly mixed with laughter.

"You mean Jiang Chu got out of the car?" Wei Jing sneered. "First of all, this picture is so blurry, Jiang Chu isn't even in it!"

"Of course I only remembered to take the picture after she left. Do you think I'm free to be recording videos all day long? What are the chances of that happening?"

The person on the other end said gloatingly, "I sent it to you so you could open your eyes and see reality—"

"The license plate is illegible, and the car is blurry," Wei Jing retorted coldly. "Who knows what kind of high-end ride-hailing service it is, or if it just hitched a ride with someone else? Stop making a fuss about it!"

"Ride-hailing? Carpooling?"

The other person seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, "Wei Jing, that's because you're such a poor bastard you don't know anything about cars. Even if I gave you a high-resolution picture, you wouldn't recognize it, would you?"

He burst into laughter, "Let me tell you, even if you bought the entire ride-hailing company, you still couldn't summon this kind of amazing car!"

-

Jiang Chu also returned to her dormitory.

Pushing open the dormitory door, a familiar scent, a mixture of cosmetics and laundry detergent, wafts out.

Their dormitory is a four-person room with a private bathroom, bunk beds with desks underneath, and a fairly spacious aisle in the middle.

"Oh, our beauty is back?"

The girl whose bed was closest to the door turned around.

She was still holding a curling iron in her hand, a mischievous smile on her face. "You didn't come home last night! Did you spend the night with Wei Shen?"

The other two girls, one who was eating potato chips and watching a show, and the other who was playing a game, both turned around when they heard this, looking at each other with gossipy expressions.

Jiang Chu wasn't particularly close to them.

The original owner spent most of her time on dressing up and maintaining her relationship with Wei Jing. She didn't interact much with her roommates, but she would show off to them from time to time.

This has also sparked some subtle jealousy and envy.

Overall, however, the people seemed to get along quite harmoniously on the surface, and there were no major conflicts.

"No." Jiang Chu walked in. "We broke up."

"?"

The person with the curly hair froze, almost burning their fingers with the curling iron.

The viewer paused the show.

The gamer also pressed ESC, and the computer screen froze.

Three pairs of eyes stared at Jiang Chu, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"You...you broke up?"

The girl holding the curling iron, Zhou Xiaowen, was the first to find her voice, "Are you kidding me? You broke up with Wei Jing?"

"Really?"

Li Yue, who was watching TV, put down her potato chips. "Why? Did you two have a fight? Did he cheat on you? Or is it you..."

Liu Yuanyuan, who was playing games, looked at her in shock. "Are you guys alright? Weren't you all fine before? Or are you going to... uh..."

Jiang Chu felt somewhat helpless.

The original owner had indeed broken up with him several times before, mostly because Wei Jing didn't care enough about her, or because he got close to other girls.

But each time it was all bark and no bite; either Wei Jing would coax him a little, or the original owner would lose his temper and take the initiative to go back.

Her roommates thought she couldn't live without Wei Jing at all.

"I'm not kidding, we really broke up."

As Jiang Chu tidied up the somewhat messy cosmetics on her desk, she said casually, "We're incompatible; we can't talk to each other."

This reason is so flimsy it couldn't be more so.

The three girls exchanged glances, clearly not believing it.

"You two have never been able to see eye to eye," Zhou Xiaowen pouted. "You're always complaining that you can't understand what he's saying, all that mathematical modeling and stuff..."

As she started curling her hair again, her tone was a little sour, "Last time we argued you said you wanted to break up, but the next day you went to bring Wei Jing breakfast to apologize, and even caught a cold from being caught in the rain!"

"Yeah," Li Yue said, somewhat dismissively, "What was it this time? Did Wei Jing not reply to your messages promptly? Or was he getting too close to another group member?"

"Wait a minute," Zhou Xiaowen's eyes flashed, "Is it because of the Xie family's little princess?"

The other two were taken aback.

Although they weren't part of the rich kids' circle, they were all quite gossipy and well-informed, so they naturally knew that the daughter of the richest man in Beijing was also at their school.

Moreover, that young lady is quite a genius. She started college at sixteen and is now a junior, so she's only eighteen.

Jiang Chu looked at Zhou Xiaowen.

"I heard it from someone else," Zhou Xiaowen said softly, "They said that Miss Xie even invited Wei Jing to her house..."

Apart from a few people, most others only had a vague understanding of it; for example, it was a villa, one of the Xie family's many properties.

No one lives there normally.

But as the rumors spread, they turned into the story of going to someone's home.

"Then I think you don't need to worry," Li Yue said, picking up the potato chips again and crunching them down. "Someone like Miss Xie, she'll definitely marry into some family's heir, right? Isn't that what the books say? Wei Jing's family background..."

To ordinary people like them, Wei Jing is certainly a second-generation rich kid, but everyone knows that if he were placed in the Xie family's level, he wouldn't be considered a threat.

"That's hard to say," Zhou Xiaowen said. "Didn't Chu Chu say before that Wei Jing's invention made a lot of money for the family company? Maybe the eldest daughter of the Xie family has taken a liking to it?"

"You can recruit him as a business partner. Who says you have to marry him?"

The roommates immediately started arguing.

Jiang Chu was utterly speechless.

She quietly packed her things to go to class; she had a general education class coming up soon.

"neat--"

Zhou Xiaowen suddenly paused, "Where's the dress you wore yesterday? I remember it wasn't cheap, was it?"

Jiang Chu picked up her bag. "...Yes, so I sent it to the laundry after it got dirty. It's in here."

Zhou Xiaowen didn't press further, but her eyes held a hint of inquiry.

Yesterday, Jiang Chu dressed up so carefully before going out, wearing a new dress and new earrings, which are said to cost several thousand yuan!

My monthly living expenses are only four thousand, and I can't even bear to buy such nice things!

"Uh," Zhou Xiaowen blinked, "You changed your earrings too? Are they diamonds now?"

Jiang Chu was about to speak.

There was a knock on the dormitory door, and the voice of a student from the next dormitory came from outside.

Are you all here?

"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhou Xiaowen put down her curling iron and went to open the door. "What's wrong, Tongtong?"

The girl outside looked very excited. "Wei Jing is downstairs! Is he here to see Jiang Chu? But he seems really angry..."