Start-of-term exams: Su Cimu was a god of studying!

Su Cimu was getting really into the game and wanted to play another couple of rounds when Shen Yannian stopped him:

"Stop gaming. You have class tomorrow. Let's get some rest early."

"It's only nine thirty, and you want to sleep already? What kind of old-man schedule is that?"

Su Cimu couldn't help complaining.

A cold glint seemed to flash across Shen Yannian's glasses, but it vanished in an instant.

"So, are you going to bed or not?"

"Can I play for another hour? Just one hour!"

Su Cimu tried to bargain with Shen Yannian for another hour of battle.

"No. Half an hour at most, then half an hour to wash up. In bed at ten thirty sharp."

"All right, then. Half an hour it is."

It was better than being made to go to bed right now.

While Su Cimu played that round, Shen Yannian went to wash up first.

By the time Shen Yannian came out, Su Cimu obediently closed the game and went to take a shower too.

When Su Cimu came out of the bathroom, he saw Shen Yannian holding a hair dryer, seemingly waiting for him.

"Come here. Let's dry your hair before you sleep-"

Su Cimu sat down very obediently in front of Shen Yannian and let him dry his hair.

The warm air blowing over Su Cimu's head made him drowsy. His head kept nodding until it finally landed against Shen Yannian's eight-pack abs with a thump.

Shen Yannian paused, turned off the hair dryer, and looked down at the person in his arms.

He could fall asleep even like this? Who was it who'd insisted so vehemently on playing games for another hour?

Shen Yannian sighed helplessly, then laid him flat on the bed and tucked him in before turning off the light. With both of them lying in bed, he held Su Cimu tightly in his arms, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Shen Yannian's body clock woke him up, and he in turn woke Su Cimu, who was dead to the world.

Su Cimu hadn't forgotten his eight a.m. class. He wriggled around under the covers for a little while, then immediately got out of bed and dashed into the bathroom to wash up. He got himself ready as quickly as possible, then had Shen Yannian drive him to school.

After dropping Su Cimu off at school, Shen Yannian went to work at the company.

"Su Cimu! We haven't seen each other for one break, and somehow you've gotten even better-looking!"

The speaker was Jing Yiheng, who used to share a dorm room with Su Cimu. Su Cimu had moved out in the second semester of his freshman year, but he was still very close with his roommates.

"What are you talking about? Is that any way to describe this young master? It's called handsome! Good-looking is for girls!" Su Cimu argued vehemently.

"No, you don't understand. Girls are pretty, boys are handsome, and you, Su Cimu, are good-looking, somewhere between the two!" Jing Yiheng corrected him with a perfectly serious expression.

Su Cimu simply rolled his eyes, not wanting to listen to his twisted logic.

Seeing that, Jing Yiheng slung an arm over his shoulders, and they walked into the classroom like the buddies they were.

University A was different from other schools. It had no final exams, only start-of-term exams, whose results served as a comprehensive assessment of their studies during the previous semester.

So the moment they stepped into the classroom, they had to hand in their phones, then take their seats and wait for the teacher to come in and distribute the papers.

All four morning periods were devoted to exams, with only a half-hour break in between. Su Cimu didn't retrieve his phone, choosing instead to keep reading and reviewing.

Young Master Su might be a handful, but his grades were top-notch. In his teachers' eyes, he was a model student in conduct, academics, and physical fitness.

At eleven forty-five, the morning's exams ended.

"The papers will be graded within three days. You can enter your student ID on the university's official website to check your scores then. There are two more exams this afternoon. Keep up the good work, everyone."

With that, the teacher left the classroom carrying the papers.

"Boohoo, I'm done for. One summer break, and I've given so much of what I learned back to the teachers. I left several questions blank."

Jing Yiheng couldn't help wailing.

"Didn't you do any last-minute cramming?"

Su Cimu felt the questions weren't difficult at all. They were all very basic. The teachers had probably taken into account that many students wouldn't study over summer break, so they hadn't made the questions harder.

"I did! Without cramming, I would've left half of it blank!"

"Tsk, you little scrub. This young master answered everything, and barring any surprises, I should get full marks."

As Su Cimu finished speaking, he raised his proud little chin, looking thoroughly pleased with himself.

"Tsk, I hate being friends with a god of studying like you. Let's temporarily end our friendship during exams. We can make up once the results come out."

Jing Yiheng made Su Cimu laugh. "Oh, fine, I'll stop talking about it, okay? Come on, I'll treat you to milk tea. This young master has loads of pocket money now!"

"Tsk, pocket money from Shen Kezhou?"

Su Cimu froze, suddenly remembering that he didn't seem to have told Jing Yiheng about what had happened between him and Shen Kezhou.

"Don't mention that scumbag Shen Kezhou in front of me again."

Su Cimu's expression was very serious, making Jing Yiheng deeply curious. "Didn't you two get engaged over summer break? Did you have a fight?"

"I didn't get engaged to Shen Kezhou. My fiancé is someone else, though he is related to Shen Kezhou. He's his youngest uncle, and he's more handsome and richer than Shen Kezhou."

Jing Yiheng was completely dumbfounded when he heard what Su Cimu said.

"You got engaged to Shen Kezhou's youngest uncle? How old is he? You didn't marry some decrepit old man for money, did you?"

"Pah, pah, pah! What are you talking about? Is this young master that kind of person? Shen Yannian is not some decrepit old man. He's handsome and rich, and he treats me well too. He's a hundred times better than Shen Kezhou!"

Although Su Cimu was always complaining that Shen Yannian was an old man, he couldn't bear to hear anyone else say a bad word about him and instinctively defended him.

"So how old is he this year? Forty?"

"He's only thirty! That's not old at all. Thirty is when a man is in his beautiful prime!" Su Cimu said firmly.

"Cough, cough, cough. Thirty? That's not young, either. You're only twenty! He's a whole ten years older than you. Are you sure you can handle a man like that?"

Jing Yiheng began to worry about his good friend.

"Anyway, all you need to know is that he's a hundred times better than Shen Kezhou. Shen Kezhou got together with another woman behind my back. I'm better off without a scumbag like that!"

"What? He actually cheated on you? Why didn't you tell me sooner? Even if I was back in my hometown, I would've come all the way to the Capital to throw a sack over his head and beat him up!"

What was wrong with Shen Kezhou? Instead of cherishing and loving a young master as good-looking as Su Cimu, he'd actually cheated on him! And with a girl, at that! Absolutely unforgivable.

Seeing Jing Yiheng stand up for him like this made Su Cimu feel much better.

"Oh, don't worry. I didn't let him off easy. Now when he sees me, he has to call me his uncle's husband."