So What If the Pretty Campus Belle Is a Gold Digger? (2)

The caller ID showed her homeroom teacher.

Shi Zheng answered the call.

"Hello, Teacher Wang?"

"Shi Zheng, the school has taken notice of what's happening on the forum."

Teacher Wang's voice was stern. "Please come to the Academic Affairs Office immediately. I want to see you in my office within half an hour."

The call ended, and the busy signal beeped.

Here it comes.

It was exactly the same as the plot in the original novel.

If Shi Zheng did nothing, she would be expelled next, and her name would be dragged through the mud.

[Host, please take action immediately!]

For once, the system's mechanical voice carried a hint of urgency.

Shi Zheng didn't respond to the system. Her mind was racing.

Gu Yanshen.

The thought sprang into her mind.

If she had to find a way out, she could only tear an opening through him.

As the Student Council president, he had veto power at the disciplinary committee meeting.

As long as she could win his support, or even get him to remain neutral for the time being, she could delay her expulsion.

Shi Zheng: [System, where is Gu Yanshen right now?]

System: [His current location is the Student Council office.]

Shi Zheng's gaze sharpened.

Before going to the Academic Affairs Office, she had to see Gu Yanshen first.

Shi Zheng strode toward her destination.

A few students stopped to look at her and whispered among themselves, but she paid them no mind.

Gu Yanshen sat behind his desk, his gaze calmly sweeping over the forum page on his computer screen.

He read through the exposé posts about Shi Zheng one by one, his face expressionless.

A knock sounded at the office door.

"Come in." His voice was calm and unruffled.

The door opened, and Shi Zheng stood in the doorway.

Her breathing was a little unsteady, and her cheeks were flushed, as though she had run there.

One button at the collar of her uniform shirt had come undone, exposing a small patch of skin over her collarbone.

The suggestive marks rose and fell slightly with her breathing.

Gu Yanshen's gaze lingered there for a moment before he looked away, turning back to the computer screen.

System: [Oh, he's looking at posts about you on the forum.]

"President, I need to talk to you." Shi Zheng walked in and closed the door.

Gu Yanshen didn't look up. "About what?"

Shi Zheng had no time to worry about his indifference.

She walked up to the desk, braced both hands on its surface, and leaned forward to look at him.

"Everything exposed on the forum is true. Those men wanted to pursue me, and I wanted money. One was willing to hit, and the other was willing to be hit, that's all."

"I'm this beautiful, so shouldn't they spend more money pursuing me? But that shouldn't be a reason to expel me, should it?"

System: [Host, what on earth are you saying!?]

Gu Yanshen finally raised his head and arched a brow. "So?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, his long lashes casting shadows beneath them.

Sunlight slanted through the gaps in the blinds, cutting alternating lines of light and shadow across him.

Gu Yanshen wore a neatly pressed uniform, his white shirt buttoned all the way to the top and his tie impeccably knotted.

A Student Council badge was pinned to his left shoulder.

He looked like a meticulously sculpted plaster statue, perfect and cold.

Shi Zheng: "You have the right to vote, the right to keep me from being expelled."

Gu Yanshen looked at her in silence.

"You seem to have forgotten two things."

He finally spoke, his voice almost gentle. "First, the Student Council isn't a private organization at your service."

"Second, your current predicament is largely the result of your own actions. I have no obligation to clean up after you."

As the male lead of the novel, he came from a prominent family, was handsome and exceptionally capable, and was a born wielder of power.

And what kind of person was Gu Yanshen in the original novel?

As the only son of the Gu family, Gu Yanshen had always been known for being meticulous, self-disciplined, and impartial.

He also had an intense need for control and didn't want anything to fall outside his expectations.

Any behavior that went off the rails, especially someone of questionable morals like Shi Zheng, was no different in his eyes from something he wouldn't even deign to glance at ordinarily.

Shi Zheng's heart sank.

Since she couldn't stop the expulsion, she would take another path.

A path that would make it impossible for him to ignore her, even force him to keep her under his nose.

The moment the thought settled, Shi Zheng moved.

A faint smile curved her lips.

Under Gu Yanshen's icy gaze, Shi Zheng went around the desk and came to his side.

But she didn't stop. As his pupils suddenly contracted, she turned sideways and sat down on his lap.

The movement was too sudden.

Gu Yanshen's entire body went rigid.

Shi Zheng could clearly feel the muscles in his legs tense instantly, hard as stone, their scorching heat coming through the thin uniform fabric.

She could smell the stronger scent of cedar on him.

The moment she settled onto his lap, the right hand that had been resting on the armrest rose instinctively and gripped her waist.

His grip was firm, his distinct knuckles pressing into her waist. For a moment, it was impossible to tell whether he was pushing her away or pulling her closer.

Shi Zheng took the opportunity to lean closer.

From this angle, she could clearly see Gu Yanshen's profile.

His features were clean-cut, his nose high, and his jaw taut.

Even with his cold expression, he was quite a sight.

Shi Zheng's gaze swept over his long, narrow lips and landed on the computer in front of him.

The title on the forum page was unmistakably about her, and the cursor rested on a reply discussing her.

Shi Zheng laughed softly.

"President, you seem to pay a lot of attention to me?"

She turned her head, lowering her voice, her breath barely brushing his ear. "President, do you want to become a fish in my fish pond too?"

Those words were like a lit fuse.

Gu Yanshen's breath caught, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

"Get off," he snapped, his anger suppressed.

But the hand gripping her waist didn't move an inch. Instead, it unconsciously tightened a little.

Their bodies pressed even closer, almost pressing her into his embrace.

Gu Yanshen was all too familiar with this position.

Fragments of last night's chaotic memories flooded into his mind without warning.

It had been just like this, with her ** on his lap...

Her upturned neck had been like that of a dying swan.

Gu Yanshen abruptly closed his eyes.

Revulsion surged through him.

He despised her frivolity and scheming, and despised himself for losing control and becoming entangled with someone like her.

What he despised even more was that those shameful details—the sounds, the sensations, the warmth, the breaths... were branded so clearly into his memory.

Even now, Gu Yanshen still didn't push her away.

"Shi Zheng." Gu Yanshen spoke her name, his voice frighteningly low and hoarse. "Do you know what you're doing?"

"I do." Shi Zheng met his gaze, her fingers brushing lightly over his brow bone. "I'm asking the president to help me."