During the lunch break.
Taking advantage of Xu Muyan's absence, Wang Haoran came over to Wen Jing.
"Xu Muyan was called away by the teacher to grade homework," Wen Jing said first.
Every time Wang Haoran came over, he was looking for Xu Muyan. Wen Jing had long grown used to it.
"I came to see you." Wang Haoran smiled, fixing Wen Jing with those Peach Blossom Eyes.
Wen Jing's face instantly flushed red.
"What do you need me for?"
"You wrote this, didn't you?" Wang Haoran pulled out the unsigned love letter he had hidden behind his back and showed it to Wen Jing.
Wen Jing was startled and hurriedly denied it. "It wasn't my love letter, not me."
"Really? Then why does the handwriting on this love letter look exactly like yours?" Wang Haoran tore off a small sticky note from Wen Jing's desk and compared them.
One look was enough to tell that the handwriting had come from the same person.
Wen Jing knew she could not hide it anymore.
"If I've caused you trouble, I apologize. I won't ever do this again. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Her tone and expression were utterly humble.
That was what unrequited love was like.
The more you liked someone, the humbler you became.
Judging from Wang Haoran's usual attitude, she knew he had no interest in her.
The only reason they had ever had any interaction at all was because she and Xu Muyan were desk mates.
That love letter had merely been a way for her to vent the feelings she could no longer suppress.
She had not even signed her name.
From beginning to end, Wen Jing had never held even the slightest hope.
"Your writing is pretty good." Wang Haoran casually praised her, then leaned close to Wen Jing's ear and softly said,
"After Evening Self-Study, I'll wait for you at the school gate. But don't tell anyone."
Wen Jing lowered her head, already prepared to receive cold looks or even ridicule.
But when she heard his soft words by her ear, she froze completely.
"After Evening Self-Study, he'll wait for me? What does that mean? Does it mean what I think it means?"
Wen Jing found it hard to believe and thought she must be dreaming. But after pinching her thigh—
The pain from her thigh answered her clearly.
This was not a dream.
Throughout the entire afternoon and Evening Self-Study, Wen Jing was immersed in a joy she could not shake off.
Xu Muyan noticed that her desk mate kept grinning foolishly for no apparent reason and curiously asked about it.
But of course, Wen Jing could not tell her the truth.
Although she and Xu Muyan were good friends, her crush on Wang Haoran was something she kept buried deep in her heart.
Besides, Wang Haoran had told her not to tell anyone.
That made it even more impossible for Wen Jing to say anything.
After waiting and hoping desperately, Wen Jing finally heard the bell marking the end of the last Evening Self-Study session.
Wen Jing did not leave immediately. Instead, she pretended to pack up her textbooks and waited until almost everyone had left before pushing her bicycle out.
At the school gate.
A Cullinan waited beneath the streetlights.
Wen Jing knew it was the car specially sent to pick up Wang Haoran.
She had secretly remembered everything related to Wang Haoran after crushing on him for so long.
Wen Jing had looked up the price of that Cullinan online. It seemed to cost seven or eight million.
Wang Haoran's family was truly rich.
In comparison, her family did not even own a car worth a little over a hundred thousand.
The gap between Wang Haoran and her was like that between an ordinary commoner girl and a noble prince.
The difference was far from small.
Wen Jing lowered her head, feeling terribly inferior.
Inside the Cullinan, Wang Haoran spotted Wen Jing as well.
He got out and walked over.
"Just leave your bicycle at school. I'll take you somewhere."
"Where are we going?"
"You'll know when we get there."
Wang Haoran brought Wen Jing into the car.
The Cullinan stopped in front of a five-star hotel.
Wang Haoran led Wen Jing out of the car and told the driver to head back.
"What are we doing here?" Wen Jing blushed, nervous and a little afraid.
"Doing homework together." Wang Haoran winked at Wen Jing.
"Huh? Okay." Wen Jing nodded foolishly.
Then the two of them entered the hotel.
Wang Haoran had booked a room during the day. After collecting the key card at the front desk, he headed straight for the room with Wen Jing.
The room was a Presidential Suite, furnished with extreme luxury.
Naturally, it was not cheap either.
One night cost eighteen thousand.
After entering the room, Wen Jing felt extremely restrained and embarrassed. She took out her workbook and was about to do her homework at the table.
Wang Haoran directly snatched her workbook away and tossed it aside.
Did anyone book a room this nice just to do homework? What a joke.
That was impossible.
"You really like me, don't you?" Wang Haoran asked.
"Mm." Wen Jing nodded shyly.
"How much do you like me?" Wang Haoran stared at Wen Jing with those devastating Peach Blossom Eyes.
"It was all written in the love letter I gave you." Wen Jing looked at her toes, her face burning red.
"As long as you can be my girlfriend, you're willing to do anything for me. Is that right?" Wang Haoran summarized the central idea of the love letter.
Wen Jing nodded.
Wang Haoran felt the time was right and tested her. "I'm not afraid to tell you that I'm not a good person. I don't plan to date only one girlfriend at a time. Even so, would you still like me?"
Wen Jing was startled. She froze for about five seconds before still nodding firmly and saying, "I would."
Wang Haoran felt he had more or less figured out Wen Jing's limits of acceptance—or rather, the depth of her crush on him.
Put nicely, it was humility.
Put bluntly, she was a simp.
But that suited Wang Haoran's plans perfectly.
"Too many girls like me, and many of them are beautiful. I have plenty of choices, while you don't have any advantage.
"But if you want to be my girlfriend, I can grant you that.
"However, I have a few conditions.
"If you violate even one of them, we're over."
After Wang Haoran finished speaking, he waited for Wen Jing's answer.
"Tell me."
This was something Wen Jing had dreamed of countless times. Of course she had to seize the opportunity.
"First, our relationship won't be public.
"Second, I can have other girlfriends besides you, but you must be devoted and loyal to me.
"Third, when I'm pursuing other girls, you can't interfere. When necessary, I may even need your help.
"Fourth, only I can dump you. You can't dump me.
"Fifth, I haven't thought of one yet. I'll add it when I do."
After Wang Haoran finished, Wen Jing was stunned. She was even a little angry.
Those demands were truly excessive! The boy she had liked for so long—
Turned out to be the worst kind of scumbag. Wang Haoran continued,
"Of course, whenever I have time, I'll date you as much as possible. I'll give you gifts on holidays and birthdays, and I'll give you spending money regularly. Don't ask how much; you'll definitely be satisfied.
"Also, your grades are fairly good, but you're still short of the score needed for a key university. I can help with that and make sure you get into the university of your dreams.
"And as long as you don't violate my conditions, even if I dump you because I get tired of you, I'll still arrange a job for you after you graduate from university that pays at least fifty thousand a month."
"I'm done. If you aren't willing, the door is right there. Help yourself. If you are, stay."
After hesitating for a few seconds, Wen Jing walked toward the door.
But she did not leave. Instead, she locked the door from the inside.
Then she called home and said she was staying at a female classmate's house and would not be coming back tonight.
If they were dating normally, Wen Jing knew the two of them would never be possible.
The gap between them was simply too great.
But being with the boy before her had always been her dream.
Now, that dream could become reality.
So what if she had to humble herself a little?
Besides, he had promised her so many benefits.
Why should she refuse? Even if it could not last forever, at the very least, it would give her a beautiful memory she would remember for the rest of her life.
That way, her youth would have no regrets.
Seeing Wen Jing's choice, Wang Haoran smiled.
To destroy the relationship between Chu Bai and Chen Zishi, Wen Jing was far too important a chess piece.
Wang Haoran had to keep this piece firmly in his grasp and make sure she would not betray him.
Her heart alone was not enough.
Was he bad?
Of course he was.
But that was merely a villain's basic quality.
Hadn't villains always resorted to every possible means against the protagonists, only to end up meeting miserable fates?
If Wang Haoran acted like a good person and used normal methods, how was he supposed to fight the protagonist?
He might as well wait to die!
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