We agreed not to date, so why are you crying now that I've become the richest man?

"Get lost, I'm straight, I don't need your shoulder." Ye Chen laughed and cursed.

Zhao Peng scrutinized him carefully, then asked, puzzled, "That's strange, didn't you go home and get drunk last night? Didn't you write that little essay?"

"Why get drunk? It's no big deal."

As Ye Chen quickly wrote down the answers on the test paper, he said, "Instead of wasting time on that, you might as well do a couple more math problems."

"Holy crap, are you really that shocked?" Zhao Peng stared at Ye Chen's almost uninterrupted pen strokes, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

"With that kind of writing speed, are you out of your mind? You don't even bother with a draft?"

"This question is too easy, you can do it in your head." Ye Chen said without looking up.

"You're just bragging. This was the final question on the mock exam. There aren't many people in the class who could solve it." Zhao Peng looked unconvinced.

Ye Chen didn't explain, but simply pushed the written steps in front of him. "See for yourself."

Although Zhao Peng's grades were average, at least he could understand the steps.

He checked the answer key, rubbed his eyes, and exclaimed in shock, "Holy crap, it actually worked? I didn't even draw any auxiliary lines, how did you figure that out?"

"When inspiration strikes, there's no stopping it," Ye Chen smiled.

In this life, he not only wants to change his own destiny, but also wants to take his good brother with him and fly together.

"Fatty, starting today, stop reading those trashy novels and study with me. Let's get into a good university together for the college entrance exam."

Zhao Peng was stunned for a moment, then rolled his eyes: "Forget it, if you can help me get into a university, I'll call you dad."

"You said it yourself, son, remember those words."

"Get out!" Just as the two were arguing, a slight commotion suddenly came from the classroom doorway.

Lin Wanqing arrived. She was wearing a clean school uniform and slightly faded canvas shoes.

Although the school uniform was loose, it still couldn't hide her already well-developed tall figure.

Her long hair was tied into a ponytail, swaying gently with her steps, and her fair neck was dazzling in the sunlight.

No wonder she's the class beauty of Class Two.

As soon as Lin Wanqing entered the classroom, her gaze unconsciously swept towards Ye Chen's direction.

She was actually a little uneasy after rejecting Ye Chen last night.

She worried that Ye Chen would become discouraged, or like those boys before him, look at her with hostility after being rejected.

However, she froze when her gaze fell on Ye Chen.

Ye Chen didn't even look at her.

He was looking down, chatting and laughing with Zhao Peng, while he was writing something quickly on a piece of paper with a pen in his hand.

Sunlight shone on his profile, highlighting his defined features and his focused yet relaxed expression.

There was no pain, no loss, not even the slightest unusual emotion.

Lin Wanqing's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

An inexplicable sense of loss crept into my heart.

She bit her lip and walked to her seat.

Her seat was in front of Ye Chen on the right.

In the past, Ye Chen would always come over immediately at this time to ask her if she wanted some water, or hand her the breakfast he had bought by queuing up early in the morning.

But today, there was no movement at all until the morning self-study bell rang.

Lin Wanqing was somewhat restless.

She took out her textbook, but couldn't concentrate on reading a single word.

"Wanqing, did Ye Chen bother you last night?" The girl next to her leaned over and whispered gossip, "He seemed really strange today, actually working on practice problems seriously. Who is he trying to fool?"

Lin Wanqing forced a smile: "No, Ye Chen is a very nice person."

"Tch, what's the use of being good? His family has no money, and his grades are just average. Wanqing, you made the right decision to refuse. We're going to get into a prestigious university, and we're not on the same path as him." Although his deskmate's voice was soft, the classroom was very quiet, and Ye Chen in the back row heard it clearly.

Zhao Peng couldn't stand it anymore and was about to slam his fist on the table when Ye Chen grabbed him and held him down.

"If a dog bites you, do you bite it back?" Ye Chen said calmly.

"But……"

"Alright, go back to your reading." Ye Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable composure.

Zhao Peng opened his mouth, looking at Ye Chen at this moment, and suddenly felt that his best friend in front of him had become a little unfamiliar.

His eyes were deep and calm, unlike those of an eighteen-year-old boy.

Lin Wanqing, sitting in the front row, stiffened slightly.

Ye Chen's phrase "If a dog bites you," though not explicitly named, was clearly referring to her deskmate.

What upset her even more was Ye Chen's cold tone.

She was as indifferent as if she were a complete stranger.

The bell rang to signal the end of morning self-study.

Lin Wanqing finally couldn't hold back anymore.

She stood up and walked to Ye Chen's desk.

All eyes in the classroom instantly turned to them again.

The fire of the Eight Trigrams burns fiercely.

"Ye Chen, can you come out for a moment? I have something to say to you." Lin Wanqing spoke softly, her voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible grievance.

The whole class fell silent immediately, and everyone held their breath.

Zhao Peng frantically gave Ye Chen meaningful glances from the side.

Ye Chen put down his pen and looked up at Lin Wanqing.

It must be said that Lin Wanqing was indeed very beautiful at eighteen, as pure as a lily.

But Ye Chen, who has been through the harsh realities of society, is long past the age where looks matter.

In his eyes, Lin Wanqing was nothing more than a spoiled teenage girl.

"Whatever it is, just say it here," Ye Chen said calmly.

Lin Wanqing was stunned.

She hadn't expected Ye Chen to react this way.

In the past, Ye Chen would follow her out like a lapdog as long as she beckoned with her finger.

"I..." Lin Wanqing bit her lower lip and looked around nervously.

"If it's about what happened last night, you don't need to feel sorry." Ye Chen spoke up, his tone relaxed: "I think you're right, high school should indeed focus on academics."

"I was ignorant before and caused you trouble." These words were spoken flawlessly, generously and appropriately.

But it instantly widened the distance between the two to the distance of the Milky Way.

Lin Wanqing's face paled.

She had prepared a whole host of comforting and explanatory words, but now she couldn't utter a single one.

"We'll still be classmates." Ye Chen smiled slightly, polite but distant: "If there's nothing else, I need to continue doing my problems. There are only seven days left until the college entrance exam, time is tight."

After saying that, he lowered his head and immersed himself in the math problem again.