He tricked the female lead into becoming his boyfriend, but then went on to criticize the male lead.

With a gentle swipe of the mouse, a clear image immediately appeared on the screen, showing the complete sequence from Sang Jiuning stepping into the laboratory to her soft farewell and departure.

If you randomly select a time frame, the girl in the picture is quiet and gentle, with gentle eyes. Even though her eyes are still red and swollen, she is still very beautiful. The more you look at her, the more you like her.

The more I look at him, the more I want to pin him down on the bed... and bully him mercilessly...

Wen Zhaoci's dark eyes were fixed on the slender figure on the screen, his thin lips pressed into a cold, hard line.

With patient and meticulous care, her well-defined fingers exported and saved the complete video separately.

He then opened an extremely private, heavily encrypted folder on his computer.

The folder's name is simple, consisting of only two words—Baby.

It contains candid photos of the two kissing from posts on the campus forum, wedding photos taken unintentionally during a holiday trip to an ancient town, and screenshots of the thirty WeChat application records from when Sang Jiuning first added him on WeChat.

Every single document was encrypted by him, layer by layer.

He won't let her go.

Never in this lifetime.

On the other side, Sang Jiuning slowly walked back to the girls' dormitory along the tree-lined path.

The evening breeze was cool, blowing on her face. The unrestrained crying that afternoon still left her eyes red and swollen, with redness at the corners and slight swelling on her eyelids. It was clear that she had cried her heart out.

The moment she pushed open the dormitory door, three pairs of eyes inside the room fell on her simultaneously.

The dormitory was quiet, with only the soft light of the desk lamp remaining.

Qin Ying was the first to notice something was wrong. She immediately put down her CET-6 practice book, hurried over to her, her brows furrowed, and her voice full of concern: "Ningning! Why are your eyes so swollen? Have you been crying? Who bullied you? Did something upset you?"

Her series of questions were full of genuine concern, as if she was afraid that Sang Jiuning had suffered the slightest grievance.

Before Sang Jiuning could shake her head and explain, Tang Tongtong, who was leaning against the desk, spoke up first.

Her tone was firm and straightforward, without a trace of doubt, and with a hint of understanding: "No need to ask, she must have broken up with Wen Zhaoci."

Sang Jiuning was about to say no when Tang Tongtong interrupted her, confirming again, "They really broke up. I knew it. The campus forum was buzzing with it; everyone's talking about it. It seems what they're saying on the forum is true."

"Campus forum?"

Sang Jiuning's heart skipped a beat, a strong sense of unease instantly swept over her, and her heartbeat suddenly became erratic.

She panicked instantly, and images from the afternoon flashed through her mind.

In the afternoon, in Wen Zhaoci's laboratory, she broke down emotionally, crying and telling him about her grievances, her eyes reddening and tears streaming down her face.

Someone in the lab must have overheard that, and might have even taken a picture.

Countless guesses surged in her mind. Before she could calm her flustered emotions, Sang Jiuning quickly took out her phone and opened the A University campus forum.

A popular post pinned to the top of the homepage was so eye-catching it was almost blinding.

The headline, bolded and enlarged, is incredibly eye-catching—[Breaking News! Sang Jiuning tearfully recounts Wen Zhaoci's emotional abuse; the two have officially broken up!]

The post's popularity had already soared to the top, with over 10,000 views and the comment section flooding in, quickly building up to hundreds of comments in a short period of time.

Just as Sang Jiuning was staring intently at her phone screen, Su Qingyan, in the corner of the dormitory, quietly curled her fingers at her side, her eyes filled with barely suppressed glee and smugness, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile.

She cheered wildly in her heart and silently communicated with System 438.

[438! Your bad luck charm is incredibly effective!] Su Qingyan was overjoyed, filled with a triumphant feeling. [I knew it would work! They really broke up! Sang Jiuning has completely lost Wen Zhaoci now!]

A mechanical yet arrogant system voice echoed in her mind, brimming with smugness: "Of course! Don't you know what level this system is?! A little misfortune buff, I've got it figured out. Don't worry, host, as long as I'm here, you're the heroine of this world!"

Su Qingyan mentally gave the system a big thumbs up, exclaiming in admiration: "Amazing! No wonder it's my cheat code. With you helping me, Sang Jiuning won't have an easy time! Wen Zhaoci can only be mine."

She suppressed the joy that was about to overflow from her heart, pretended to be nonchalant, picked up the water glass on the table, and prepared to drink water to hide her emotions.

I don't know if it was because I was too excited, but I choked on the warm water as soon as I swallowed it.

"Cough cough—!"

A violent cough suddenly broke the silence of the dormitory. Su Qingyan was bent over, her face flushed from coughing, and she kept coughing up her chest.

Sang Jiuning, who had been staring at the forum, immediately snapped back to reality upon hearing the commotion. She instinctively looked up at Qingyan, her voice tinged with concern: "Qingyan, are you alright? Did you choke?"

Su Qingyan quickly straightened up, forcibly suppressing her cough, waved her hand, and put on a gentle and harmless obedient look: "It's nothing, it's nothing. I just drank the water too fast and accidentally choked. It's nothing serious."

But inside, she was screaming: What could possibly be wrong with me? It's you, Sang Jiuning, who's in trouble! You're the one who's being laughed at by the whole internet, you're the one who broke up with Wen Zhaoci! I'm perfectly fine!

Sang Jiuning didn't think much of it, still preoccupied with the forum controversy. Upon hearing this, she simply nodded and turned her attention back to her phone screen.

The rapidly refreshing comments stung her eyes.

[Oh my god! They really broke up?! My favorite couple from school, whom I've been shipping for so long, has actually broken up?!]

They should have broken up a long time ago! Honestly, how is Sang Jiuning a good match for Wen Zhaoci? The academic genius is handsome, outstanding, and comes from a good family. Sang Jiuning is just too ordinary.

[Agreed! Wen Zhaoci used to spoil her so much, but she still went to the lab and threw a tantrum. Her passive-aggressive behavior was all caused by her own actions.]

[Looking at the photos, Sang Jiuning is crying so badly... She must be deeply in love to cry so heartbrokenly. It's a little painful to see.]

[A minority opinion! I think they were a perfect match, it's such a shame they broke up!]

……

The comments section was polarized, with harsh remarks making up the majority.

The vast majority of people mocked her for overestimating herself, feeling that she was not good enough for the highly anticipated Wen Zhaoci, and exclaimed that it was good that they were separated.

There were only a few comments. Seeing her broken down and crying, people guessed that she really loved Wen Zhaoci to the point of crying so miserably.

Sang Jiuning stopped looking at each item and instead lowered her eyes to look at the screen.

The last time such posts smeared her and discussed their relationship, they were completely deleted. Wen Zhaoci is still busy in the lab tonight, so she probably didn't see the forum commotion.

It's okay, he'll see it and delete it.

Whatever, let them do whatever they want, they haven't broken up anyway.