Make Lan Qingxin Hit the Floor!

Lan Yingjun angrily strode over, wanting to teach Lan Qingxin a lesson about her study habits. "Lan Qingxin, you..."

He had barely begun.

A timid voice sounded from behind him:

"Brother Jun, I... don't feel very well..."

Qin Wenrou furrowed her brows, pressing a hand to her chest as she bent over slightly.

Lan Yingjun stopped.

He turned around and asked anxiously, "Did you bring your medicine? Is it a cramp or a sharp pain? I'll take you to the hospital for an examination right now. Your heart is delicate; we can't afford to delay..."

Qin Wenrou had a congenital heart condition that couldn't be cured without a heart transplant.

Qin Xin had carefully looked after her all these years, protecting her every step of the way so nothing would happen to her.

Lan Yingjun knew this very well, so the moment he heard Qin Wenrou felt unwell, his concern immediately intensified.

Qin Wenrou tugged at her lips gratefully, forcing a sweet, well-behaved smile. "Brother Jun, I'm fine. My heart doesn't hurt much. I think it might be... my stomach... I didn't eat this morning..."

Feeling guilty, Lan Yingjun helped her up and led her to the nearest table. "It's my fault. I should have gotten you some soup first. You're always so bad at taking care of yourself. How can you skip breakfast, silly girl..."

Though his words were reproachful, his soft-spoken, refined manner made them sound all the more tender.

Qin Wenrou pressed her lips together. "Mm, I'll be good from now on..."

Lan Yingjun said, "Wait here for me."

The students in the dining hall who recognized Qin Wenrou and Lan Yingjun bubbled with envy. "Ahhh! That's the school heartthrob and the Medical School's newest campus belle, right? They're so perfect together! So sweet..."

Distracted by Qin Wenrou's stomachache, Lan Yingjun forgot all about settling things with Lan Qingxin. He hurried off to get her food and soup.

But that single call of "Lan Qingxin" had already successfully interrupted Qin Xin and Principal Zhou's conversation.

Qin Xin lifted her head from her phone.

She glanced back coldly.

She happened to see Qin Wenrou nestled timidly in the crook of Lan Yingjun's arm, acting coy in a soft voice.

Uh... Qin Xin felt like she needed to wash her eyes.

Did this scum couple think she hadn't died thoroughly enough? Were they trying to enrage her into sitting up in her coffin?

Though, she didn't seem all that angry.

That scene at the funeral had already turned her heart to iron.

Nothing could hurt her more than that.

Besides, a scumbag man and a shameless woman really were a perfect match.

Qin Xin turned back with an indifferent expression.

She continued replying to messages on her phone.

She'd gotten rid of Principal Zhou, but Hong Jingtian was still following her around, waiting to nail down the details of the surgery.

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Qin Wenrou had successfully kept Lan Yingjun from checking on Lan Qingxin, and finally let out a slight sigh of relief.

But Lan Qingxin had clearly seen the whole thing and still acted so indifferent. That made Qin Wenrou feel a little disappointed.

That ugly freak was really good at pretending.

She must be dying inside, yet forcing herself not to show it, right?

Qin Wenrou was thinking this when—

She suddenly saw Yu Xiaochun storm into the dining hall with the Physical Education Department's head, Huangfu Qian, and several others, all charging toward Lan Qingxin with menacing expressions.

They were definitely going to teach Lan Qingxin a lesson!

Huangfu Qian was tall and sturdy. For a girl to serve as her department's physical education head, she must have been incredibly fit and strong.

With the helper Yu Xiaochun had hired, Lan Qingxin was probably going to get beaten until she hit the floor!

But...

Qin Wenrou stole a glance at Lan Yingjun, who was getting food.

She hadn't expected Lan Yingjun to care so much about Lan Qingxin. If Lan Qingxin got beaten in front of everyone today, wouldn't it make a softhearted man like Lan Yingjun feel even more sorry for her?

Then all her efforts just now would have been for nothing.

Thinking of this, she quickly called Yu Xiaochun. "Xiao Chun, the senior is eating here. Don't make a move today..."