Su Cimu's grades were accused of being falsified

"Haha, wouldn't that leave him feeling really stifled?"

Jing Yiheng wanted to laugh just imagining that scene. This was what a cheating scumbag deserved. Serves him right!

"Exactly. All right, let's stop talking about that jinx. Come on, I'll buy you milk tea. My fiancé just transferred ten million to me yesterday as spending money. Everything you spend today is on Young Master Su!"

Jing Yiheng's eyes lit up when he heard that Su Cimu's fiancé had transferred ten million to him as spending money!

"Young master, you're my god! Come on, come on, I want the most expensive milk tea!"

"No problem!"

After Su Cimu took Jing Yiheng to buy a cup of milk tea for 26 yuan, the two went to the cafeteria to find food.

Along the way, Su Cimu ran into several familiar faces, but he couldn't remember any of their names. When they greeted him, he nodded in acknowledgment.

"Su Cimu, I heard you got engaged over summer break? How come we didn't see your fiancé dropping you off on the first day of school? Is he too ugly to show in public?"

The person provoking Su Cimu to his face was Han Yi, the chemistry department's eternal runner-up. Su Cimu had no impression of him whatsoever, but he hated Su Cimu to the bone.

He was clearly rich, yet he fought him for a scholarship spot every year. What gave him the right! He already had so much money. Couldn't he give that spot to him? There was a whole ten-thousand-yuan difference between the first- and second-tier scholarships!

"Sorry, who are you?"

Seeing that the other person had come looking for trouble, Su Cimu couldn't help frowning before asking who he was.

"I'm Han Yi. How could you not know me? We've met several times before!"

When Han Yi realized Su Cimu didn't recognize him at all, he immediately lost it.

"Han Yi? Oh, so it's you. Are we close? Close enough for you to pry into my personal life?"

Su Cimu raised an eyebrow, not indulging Han Yi's provocation in the slightest.

What a joke. Even Shen Yannian had to watch what he said around him. Who the hell did Han Yi think he was?

"You! Yes, we're not that close, but you're a big name on campus, Su Cimu. Everyone says you married a young master from a wealthy family. Or were you just bragging?"

Han Yi latched onto the subject of his "fiancé" and kept questioning Su Cimu.

"Seriously, who even are you? What the hell does Su Cimu's fiancé have to do with you!"

Jing Yiheng couldn't help firing back on Su Cimu's behalf.

"And who are you? Su Cimu's simp? I'm talking to him. What are you getting so worked up for? Oh, I get it. You hang around Su Cimu scrounging free food and drinks because he's rich, don't you?"

Han Yi looked at Jing Yiheng with growing contempt.

"Han Yi, watch your mouth. You don't get to insult my friend." Su Cimu looked coldly at Han Yi, the anger in his eyes almost impossible to conceal.

"Friend? If you didn't have a bit of filthy money, who would be your friend? You've got such a bad temper, and you're always getting into fights. You're a bad student!"

Han Yi pointed at Su Cimu's nose and berated him, paying no mind to the growing crowd around them.

Su Cimu, who stood at the center of the incident, was no nobody on campus. He was a constant presence on the campus forums. When he first enrolled as a freshman, he had completely dominated the rankings, with every thread posting handsome photos of him. He had a whole crowd of fanboys and fangirls.

"Oh? Then doesn't it feel stifling to have a bad student like me keep you firmly stuck in second place? Even if it does, put up with it. As long as this young master is here, you'll always be second."

Strike a snake at its weak point. Su Cimu knew all too well where people like Han Yi hurt, and he sent him into a rage with ease.

"What have you got to be so smug about! Who knows if you paid off the teachers to leak the questions to you beforehand? Otherwise, I don't believe a spoiled rich kid like you could keep ranking first!"

Han Yi glared furiously at Su Cimu and began speaking recklessly.

"Do you have any evidence for that claim? Without evidence, I can say you're making false accusations. Do you want a lawyer's letter? Or do you need me to give you a basic lesson in the law first?"

"Don't try to scare me. If you're so capable, prove your exam results are real and not falsified!"

"That's hilarious. The burden of proof lies with the person making the claim. Why should I fall into the trap of having to prove my innocence? If you have doubts about my grades, you're welcome to report me through the university president's mailbox. I'm ready for an investigation by the department leadership anytime."

Su Cimu folded his arms, seriously questioning how someone with Han Yi's intelligence could rank second. Could he not even understand such simple logic?

"I can vouch for him. Su Cimu's grades are all genuine. He's always attentive in class. Whenever the other students can't answer a question, the teacher calls on him, and he can always answer it. How could someone like that be cheating?"

"Exactly. Does Han Yi think everyone in our chemistry department is an idiot? Su Cimu even entered a chemistry competition in his first year. With so many people there, he couldn't possibly have cheated. He even won the grand prize. I remember Han Yi only got a third prize, right?"

"That's hilarious. I was wondering who was slandering our chemistry department's little genius. Turns out it's our eternal runner-up, Han Yi. Talk about sour grapes. He's really embarrassing our department!"

"Exactly, exactly..."

Hearing everyone around him taking Su Cimu's side only made Han Yi angrier.

"What do any of you know! You're only speaking up for Su Cimu because he's rich. Do I deserve to be bullied by him just because I don't have money? He's so rich, so why does he apply for a scholarship every year and fight someone who needs it, like me, for a spot? Isn't he deliberately targeting me?"

Han Yi roared, feeling that the entire world had misunderstood him.

"Seriously, dude, is there something wrong with your head? A scholarship isn't financial aid. It goes to whoever has the best grades. Isn't that common knowledge? You can't beat Su Cimu on exams, so you drag his family background into it. Have you got no shame?"

Jing Yiheng couldn't listen anymore. He felt Han Yi was using sophistry to muddy the waters.

Seeing how angry Jing Yiheng was, Su Cimu gave him a look, signaling that he could handle it himself.

Su Cimu walked up to Han Yi, raised his chin, and looked him straight in the eye:

"Han Yi, I get scholarships because I deserve them. If you need money, you can apply for financial aid instead of trying to morally blackmail me into giving up my scholarship spot. If it isn't mine, I won't take a cent. But if it belongs to me, I won't give up a single cent. Understand?"

Su Cimu looked soft and easy to bully on the outside, but he was actually a little explosive shell, ready to blow at the slightest spark. Anyone who dared mess with him would end up dead or injured. It wouldn't end well for them.

Unfortunately, Han Yi only realized that now, left unable to save face by Su Cimu's words.

The students around them cheered for Su Cimu and applauded, finding what he said very reasonable.

"You! Just you wait!"

Han Yi fled in a panic under everyone's contemptuous gazes.