But Ai Xin'Er didn't care about any of that.
"You're the one who's lost your mind." With a flick of her wrist, she flung off Cheng Hongmeng's arm, catching her off guard. Her voice was as cold as if it carried no emotion at all, "Graduation is just around the corner. Do you think I'll keep tolerating you? I'm moving out of the dorm tonight. You can keep sucking up to Young Master Han and stop bothering me in the future."
"You—!" Cheng Hongmeng was infuriated by these merciless words and instinctively wanted to pounce.
The nearby girls hurriedly held her back.
"Sister Hong, don't get mad."
"Calm down, you've taken the red envelope."
"Yeah, if Young Master Han blames you, you'll suffer."
"Just so you know, if Miss Ai runs off because of you, we won't refund the money."
"..."
Although these girls were physically restraining Cheng Hongmeng, their words were unhesitant, making Cheng Hongmeng's face turn red with anger, her makeup smudged slightly, yet she couldn't break free.
Indeed, they had received red envelopes and gifts, tasked with bringing Ai Xin'Er here and keeping her from leaving.
But none of them truly cared about Cheng Hongmeng.
Among girls, especially among beauties, fighting is all too common. Jealousy is the original sin, but even girls despise someone like Cheng Hongmeng.
Seeing the nuisance finally rolling aside, Ai Xin'Er took out her phone.
She saw two messages from Shen Shi.
Reading the first one, she couldn't help but smile, and seeing the second one, she felt much more at ease.
So, he's grown bolder?
Just a while ago, he was avoiding her.
In a moment, she would mercilessly reject his confession, then ride off on her electric scooter, leaving dramatically, surely shocking everyone.
But...
Can that guy handle this kind of attention?
Ai Xin'Er suddenly felt a bit worried.
In her earlier anger, she hadn't thought much about calling Shen Shi over, but now, thinking about it, this best friend from middle school has always had a vague affection for her. If things play out like this tonight, how will they handle their relationship afterward? That guy is both timid and sensitive...
Moreover, if she leaves with him tonight, she might gain a reputation for being pure and not materialistic, but what if he gets retaliated against?
He also runs a store, so it's easier for him to be targeted.
Ai Xin'Er became agitated again.
When it comes to sensitivity, she's actually much like Shen Shi. Her habit of analyzing things came from Shen Shi, but often, the more she thought about it, the more indecisive she became.
So after deliberating for a while.
She started typing on her phone again.
"Forget it, that scum does have money and power, and he's not easy to mess with. I'll just directly refuse. Anyway, we're almost graduating, so it doesn't matter if they trash-talk. Let's meet up somewhere, I'll come find you."
After sending this message, Ai Xin'Er seemed to release a sigh, her previously straight shoulders slumping slightly.
Feeling a touch of melancholy.
No matter how much of a goddess she is, she's still a girl who longs for a heroic figure, riding on colorful clouds to find her, or perhaps a perfect prince from the movies to domineeringly protect her, but there isn't one.
People are always like this: the better your conditions, the higher your expectations.
She had considered Shen Shi, but unfortunately, though being with Shen Shi was relaxing, that guy was too timid, lacking the courage to hold her hand. Even if he had it, he couldn't face the current trouble.
And this is just in school, after stepping into society, the troubles will only increase.
After all, she's studying music and destined to stand in the spotlight.
If only Shen Shi could get extremely rich.
Ai Xin'Er shook her head slightly, tossing aside such unrealistic thoughts, her face growing cold again, her heart equally icy. It was the chill exuded by something called "reality."
At this moment, music suddenly began.
It was starting.
Everyone quieted down, leaving only subtle stirrings. Even though most people were here for the spectacle, such an event, one rarely gets the chance to witness in a lifetime.
The lights, accompanied by a "click" sound, turned on, focusing on the sculpture of musical notes, right in the center of the rose bush.
Sure enough, it was that scumbag Han Guangchao.
Exclamations resounded from the crowd.
Han Guangchao was dressed in a white suit, hugging a wooden guitar. Honestly, if Ai Xin'Er hadn't already seen through what type of person he was, she might have been stunned by this showy ensemble. If nothing else, someone with his looks could only tarnish his reputation by his behavior.
But now, she only felt the urge to turn and leave.
Ingrained distaste made this scene only nauseating.
Yet those girls who had taken the red envelopes were all performing their duties dutifully.
One girl even whispered beside her, "Even if you don't like him, considering all the money he spent and how earnestly he prepared, at least give him a chance to finish his confession. So many girls would be envious."
I don't want to give any chance!
Ai Xin'Er controlled her impulse to lash out, knowing she couldn't walk away now. It was impossible to break through, surrounded by no less than seven or eight girls.
She felt slightly relieved.
Luckily, she didn't have Shen Shi come over, or in this situation, Shen Shi might not have been able to get her out, potentially leading to a conflict, as the other party was completely shameless.
There's no telling what other tricks they might have.
Han Guangchao had already picked up the microphone.
"Thanks to all the guys and gals for coming out. I'm Han Guangchao." He strummed the guitar with flair and said loudly, "With all that's going on today, I guess you all can figure out what I'm about to do."
"Confession!" The crowd immediately responded with a chorus of voices.
Today's preparation was clearly very thorough, with people in the audience cheering.
But Ai Xin'Er just sneered.
She had already made up her mind: once he confessed, she would flatly reject him and expose the fact that he'd been shamelessly harassing her.
But instead, Han Guangchao shook his head and said loudly, "No, it's a proposal!"
The crowd immediately went into an uproar.
"A proposal!"
"It must be a girl from our school."
"Impressive, seriously impressive!"
"Oh my! So romantic!"
There were even screams from many girls.
But Ai Xin'Er was completely stunned.
Yet she instinctively had a very bad feeling.
Pa—
The spotlight suddenly focused on her, and everyone's gaze turned her way. At the same time, projections appeared on the white screen behind Han Guangchao, accompanied by music that suddenly increased in volume, displaying photos one by one.
Ai Xin'Er's hands and feet instantly went cold.
They were all photoshopped! All those photos were photoshopped!
All of them were of her and Han Guangchao!
There were ones on luxury yachts, on mountains, in luxury cars, and even in villas, with her and Han Guangchao appearing intimately together.
She immediately understood Han Guangchao's purpose.
Slander! Create public opinion!
This person knew from the start she would refuse. The aim wasn't a confession; today's event was a malicious scheme against her from the very beginning!