Chapter 80 - 70: They Have a Mom and Dad’s Love, But I Don’t

Chapter 80: Chapter 70: They Have a Mom and Dad’s Love, But I Don’t

During their morning law class, the guys from dorm room 307 sat together.

"Boss, have you figured out what song you’re going to sing?" Liu Shiyu asked.

Fang Youning had been asking the same question for the past few days, but Chen Yuan kept saying he hadn’t decided.

He’d spent the week thinking about what to sing, but he hadn’t found the right one.

"Haven’t decided yet. It doesn’t start until tonight anyway, so no rush."

"It doesn’t matter what you sing. We’ll all be there to cheer you on anyway," Liu Shiyu said.

"Isn’t your girlfriend coming over today?" Chen Yuan said.

"Forget her. Even if the Jade Emperor himself showed up, he’d have to wait until after we’ve cheered for you."

"Now that’s my good son."

"Get lost," Liu Shiyu said. "About the money I owe you, I’ll pay you back next month after I get my allowance."

"No rush."

"Let’s go to an all-you-can-eat barbecue place next month. I’ve been eating nothing but steamed buns these past few days. I want to know what it feels like to just stuff my face with meat," Liu Shiyu said.

"You should be smarter than that. The meat at those buffets is never good, and it’s not a good deal. You can never eat enough to get your money’s worth," Sun Pengnan said.

"It depends on how you eat. If you only pick the expensive stuff, you can definitely get your money’s worth," Chen Yuan said.

"What’s expensive?" Sun Pengnan asked.

"The cashier is expensive. Go up there and start gnawing on them, and you’ll definitely get your money’s worth."

"Wouldn’t I get arrested for that?"

"Are you fucking serious about gnawing on them? Have you read too many novels and fried your brain?"

When the first half of the class ended and the break began, Fang Youning quietly slipped in.

As the school’s well-known songstress, Fang Youning’s appearance immediately drew the attention of all the boys.

She scanned the room, spotted Chen Yuan sitting in a corner in the back row, and started walking toward him.

’I can’t go!’

Fang Youning suddenly stopped in her tracks.

’I absolutely can’t go this time!’

’I already came looking for him once last week, and all his classmates saw me.’

’If I go find him again, I’ll seem way too forward.’

’A girl can’t be like that...’

’I have to be more reserved...’

Fang Youning changed direction and walked toward the corner on the other side of the back row.

’Huh?’

Seeing Fang Youning approach, Li Baichuan, who was busy scrolling through videos of suggestive women, was suddenly at a loss.

’Why is she coming toward me?’

’I’m the only one in the back row this time. Chen Yuan is on the other side. Even if she’s looking for him, there’s no way she’d take this route.’

’She’s coming, she’s coming!’

’What should I do?!’

He frantically swiped through a few videos, but all he got was either thunderous war footage or women shaking their hips and butts...

’Damn it!’

’This damned phone, just scroll faster!’

’I don’t want to see this right now!’

The saying, "What doesn’t kill me makes me stronger," was proving true for Li Baichuan at this very moment.

His hand was swiping so fast it left afterimages, and the screen was practically about to catch fire. Finally, he managed to scroll to a history video.

’The algorithm has been kind to me!’

When she reached the very back, Fang Youning saw that in the row against the wall, two of the four chairs were broken.

"Excuse me, may I sit here?"

"Sure, go ahead."

Li Baichuan said nonchalantly, his eyes glued to the history blogger on his screen.

"Thank you..."

Gently smoothing her skirt, Fang Youning sat down, tucking the hem between her legs.

Li Baichuan kept his eyes fixed forward, pretending to watch the video intently. In reality, his legs were already starting to shake under the desk.

"The story of the Overlord and Bie Ji is so moving..."

’Hmm? Bie Ji?’

Fang Youning was a little confused.

"I like to watch a bit of history in my free time, listen to some classical music, that sort of thing."

"Oh, I see."

"For men with Yangwei, just one dose of this medicine is enough..."

"Holy crap! How did it scroll to this?!"

He clutched his phone and swiped up frantically.

"Big bro~~~"

"With a wife like me, what time would you come home...?"

"Today, I’ll be reviewing these black lace fishnet garter stockings for everyone..."

’I’m so fucked!’

’Algorithm, I’ll fuck your entire family!’

’Turn off the phone!’

"Class is about to start again. Students should focus on their studies..."

When people are embarrassed, they pretend to be busy. But when they’re *extremely* embarrassed, they just look like idiots and start spouting nonsense.

Fang Youning didn’t think Li Baichuan was talking to her.

’They don’t know each other, but he’s kind of interesting. He likes to talk to himself.’

Quietly, Fang Youning glanced at Chen Yuan and noticed he was looking at her, too.

’He’s already seen me, so why isn’t he coming over?’

’I get it!’

’He must know the other two seats are broken, so even if he came over, there’d be no place for him to sit.’

’I’ll just send him a message then. I do have something important to ask him, after all.’

On the other side of the room, Chen Yuan received a message from Fang Youning.

Fang Youning: "Have you decided what you’re singing yet?"

Instinctively, Chen Yuan looked up at Fang Youning.

’She’s already here, so why didn’t she sit on my side?’

Too lazy to reply, Chen Yuan got up from his seat and walked over to Fang Youning.

’That’s more like it. I can’t be the one to make the first move every single time!’

’Honestly!’

"Brother Yuan, what are you doing here?" Li Baichuan asked nervously.

"Just taking a walk."

Li Baichuan breathed a sigh of relief. He’d finally gotten a chance like this; as long as Chen Yuan wasn’t here to ask him to switch seats, everything was fine.

"Excuse me," Fang Youning said softly, "would you mind switching seats with Chen Yuan?"

’He’s not asking me to switch, but you are?!’

"Ah, oh... okay..."

BGM: *Xue hua piao piao, bei feng xiao xiao*~~~

Silently gathering his things, Li Baichuan already wanted to cry.

’Chen Yuan!’

’You fucking deserve to die!’

’Am I just a fucking part of your foreplay?!!’

’I’m gonna kill myself!’

Li Baichuan left, and Chen Yuan sat down next to Fang Youning.

"Why didn’t you come sit next to me? Weren’t you afraid Li Baichuan would think you like him?"

"Huh? It’s not that serious, is it? I just sat here for a moment."

"He’s been single for so long that if you even say hello to him, he’ll be on the phone telling his mom to prepare the betrothal gifts."

"I didn’t do it on purpose," Fang Youning said innocently.