Scumbag God Wang Ziqi

These three choices would all benefit Ling Wanqing in their own ways.

As for which one to choose, Lin Yuan already had an answer in mind.

"Wanqing, that boy you mentioned—what class is he in, and who is he?" Gu Lianyin asked quietly.

Ling Wanqing smiled. "He's a boy from Class Nine. He's even their class heartthrob, and lately, he's been trying to pursue me."

Lin Yuan made a note of this information.

After returning, he asked Li Wencai whether there was such a boy in his class.

Li Wencai was the Class Nine monitor and quickly replied, "There really is someone like that. His name is Wang Ziqi."

He then revealed a great deal of information about him.

He was fairly handsome, smooth-talking, and got along well with many girls. Quite a few girls in the class secretly liked him.

Having gotten the information he wanted, Lin Yuan alone knew that this Wang Ziqi was actually a scumbag.

Since he had chosen the third option, he needed to make preparations if he wanted Ling Wanqing to see this scumbag's true colors.

The next day, after every class, Lin Yuan wandered aimlessly through the hallway outside the restroom, acting as though nothing was amiss.

Finally, after the last class in the afternoon, a handsome boy hurried out of Class Nine and headed toward the restroom.

The boy walked straight into the restroom, unzipped his pants, and began relieving himself.

More than ten seconds later, he shuddered, zipped up, and prepared to return to class.

But before he could leave the restroom, someone suddenly rushed in and collided with him, sending both of them crashing to the floor.

"Fuck, don't you have eyes when you walk?!" Wang Ziqi cursed as he scrambled up and brushed the dirt off his school uniform.