The Way He Cared for Her Was Envy-Inducing

Qin Wenrou looked sincere. "Actually, if classmate Qingxin puts in some effort, perhaps her grades could catch up. Senior helped her borrow my notes for reference..."

Speaking of notes, a girl who had personally seen Qin Xin arrogantly sweep those notes into the trash can in the cafeteria that day suddenly covered her mouth in shock. "Wenrou, you don't know yet, do you? You were kind enough to lend your notes to that ugly freak, but she didn't cherish them at all—she threw them in the trash!"

Qin Wenrou blinked her innocent almond-shaped eyes. "Ah, is that so..."

The crowd felt sorry for Qin Wenrou and indignantly condemned Lan Qingxin. "That ugly freak is too shameless. How can someone be such a moron?"

"She deserves to be dead last forever!"

"She's truly a lost cause. No, no, I must go place more bets..."

In an instant, several more people placed their bets.

On the forum's ten-to-one betting pool, everyone except Ao Xinghao had bet that Lan Qingxin would fail.

Conversely, on the forum's thread for the school beauty pageant, another batch of people had voted and commented in support of Qin Wenrou.

Qin Wenrou inadvertently swept her gaze toward Lan Qingxin not far away.

She had expected to see Lan Qingxin flustered and nervous.

But to her surprise, Lan Qingxin looked calm and indifferent, not caring at all about what was being said here. Instead, Ao Xinghao was following right behind her, deliberately stooping to match her height and whispering into her ear.

That protective and respectful demeanor was truly enviable...

Qin Wenrou took a deep breath, thinking to herself, She's just an ugly girl, what is there to care about?

Besides, her Brother Jun was much more considerate than Ao Xinghao.

Although Ao Xinghao was quite wild and arrogant in school, he only relied on his aunt who was an instructor. How could he compare to Brother Jun, who not only had the backing of the Lan family but also ran his own company?

Qin Wenrou withdrew her gaze and smiled at the classmates surrounding her. "Let's guess what will be on the final exam..."

"Yes, yes! Help us predict the questions, top student!"

Not far away.

Ao Xinghao whispered into Qin Xin's ear, "Little Qingxin, place a bet, just place one. Give me some face, won't you? It's quite pathetic for me to be all alone."

Qin Xin glanced at him indifferently. "I didn't see you looking pathetic when you were placing your bet earlier."

Ao Xinghao gave a brilliant smile. "That's because I have confidence in you."

Qin Xin remained silent.

On her phone, Hong Jingtian, the president of the Red Society, had sent another pile of messages, seemingly about scheduling the surgery for that big client. She hadn't had time to reply yet.

Ao Xinghao was at his wit's end and finally revealed his bottom line. "Little Qingxin, don't worry. During the exam, you sit behind me and just copy my answers. I guarantee you'll pass."

Qin Xin was speechless. "..."

Genius, so that's where your "confidence" comes from.

Ao Xinghao let out an awkward laugh, stretched out his palm, and said with a straight face, "How about we set up a secret code first? For multiple-choice questions with four answers, look at my index, middle, ring, and little fingers—they correspond to A, B, C, and D respectively. As for true-or-false questions, I have a special trick..."

Qin Xin rubbed her temples.

Now that her cheap brother had hired Lan Yingjun as a tutor, she had planned to fail spectacularly to make Lan Yingjun take a massive fall, cutting off his company's funding and leaving him crying without tears.

But with Ao Xinghao making such a fuss, if she failed, that idiot would lose a fortune.

Ten-to-one odds—wouldn't he lose tens of thousands in an instant?

What a headache.

Couldn't he just find something else to do?

Qin Xin frowned and hurried forward.

She didn't have time to lecture the idiot Ao Xinghao for now; the Red Society surgery couldn't be delayed. She prepared to find a secluded spot to reply to Hong Jingtian.

Just as she passed a row of cadaver specimens...