Silence!

Utter silence!

With Qin Heng's arrival, everything around became incredibly quiet. The previously buzzing crowd seemed to have had a bucket of cold water dumped on them, chilling them to the bone and plunging them into complete silence.

Now, everyone was shocked, stunned, watching in disbelief as Qin Heng leisurely rode over on his bicycle.

What the fuck!?

Who was this kid? He actually rode over on a bicycle and casually greeted Wu Yuqing like that? Who did he think he was?

And riding a bike was one thing!

But damn it, it wasn't even his own.

It was a shared bike. Was this guy here to be a joke?

The surrounding classmates looked back and forth between Qin Heng and the Maserati-driving rich kid, all wearing expressions as if they couldn't bear to watch.

A shared bike and a Maserati!

The disparity was just too vast!

There was absolutely no comparison.

"What the fuck! Is this guy an idiot? Didn't he see that a rich kid in a Maserati is pursuing Wu Yuqing right here? He actually comes over on a shared bike and dares to hit on Wu Yuqing? That's hilarious!"

"It's one thing to be a broke loser, but chasing the Goddess on a shared bike is just too ridiculous. The main thing is there's a Maserati-driving rich kid here for comparison; this is a total disaster!"

"Hahaha! A shared bike versus a Maserati! I really want to see which one Wu Yuqing will choose!"

People around were buzzing with discussion. Most of them treated Qin Heng as a joke because it was just too funny, too ridiculous—a guy on a shared bike trying to compete with a rich kid driving a Maserati for a girl? Wasn't he just asking for humiliation?

"Hahaha!" Cui Ranran also laughed and said to Wu Yuqing, "Yuqing, do you know this guy? He's really amusing, riding over on a shared bike at a time like this, hahaha!"

Obviously, she also saw Qin Heng as a fool, a broke loser secretly in love with Wu Yuqing. He was watching his Goddess being wooed by a Maserati-driving rich kid, utterly helpless, able to do nothing but ride a shared bike over, trying to make a scene.

It was just a pity that this broke loser had picked the wrong opponent.

This Maserati-driving rich kid wasn't just from an ordinarily wealthy family.

A faintly imperceptible sneer touched Cui Ranran's lips. She had investigated some of the influential figures who came to Media University from Beijing. Among them, some not only possessed extremely substantial wealth but also held great power.

This Maserati-driving rich kid was one of them.

But I do hope there's actually some story between you two, Cui Ranran thought with dark amusement, looking at Wu Yuqing and Qin Heng. High school sweethearts who agreed to go to university in Beijing together. But when the boy comes looking for the girl, he sees her being swept off her feet by a rich kid. All he can do is watch from his shared bike as his beloved girl speeds off in the rich kid's Maserati. He's left standing there, helpless, while the girl is overwhelmed with guilt, ruining her entire life! Hahaha! That would be absolutely perfect!

Of course, it would be even better if this Maserati-driving rich kid could teach this guy a lesson, she mused. Then she could also witness Wu Yuqing's pained expression. For Cui Ranran, Wu Yuqing's suffering was her greatest source of joy!

"You little bastard, who are you calling Yuqing?"

The Maserati-driving rich kid's gaze shifted to Qin Heng. He took off his sunglasses, revealing icy eyes, and said, "Is Yuqing a name trash like you can utter? Slap yourself right now! Hit yourself a hundred times! Then kneel and apologize to the beautiful Miss Wu Yuqing. Oh, and kowtow to me as an apology too, for ruining my mood!"

He was completely condescending, looking down his nose at Qin Heng, not taking him seriously in the slightest. It seemed to him that Qin Heng was just an insignificant ant, one he could crush without a second thought.

"What are you talking about!" Wu Yuqing suddenly stepped forward, saying to the Maserati-driving rich kid, "That's too overbearing! You're going too far! Qin Heng is my friend."

With that, she started walking towards Qin Heng.

It had been half a month since she last saw Qin Heng after they parted in Tianhai. Seeing him again now filled her with such immense surprise and joy that she wanted to throw herself into his arms immediately.

Her longing had practically become a physical ache, and only an embrace could express it.

"Yuqing, stop right there!" Cui Ranran, however, quickly intercepted Wu Yuqing, grabbing her hand to prevent her from going to Qin Heng. She whispered, "Are you crazy? If you go over now, you'll get this friend of yours killed!"

Her words sounded like a warning to Wu Yuqing, but an almost imperceptible, vicious glint flashed in her eyes.

Sure enough, upon hearing Cui Ranran's words, the Maserati-driving rich kid's gaze, now fixed on Qin Heng, instantly filled with jealousy and resentment. "Well, well!" he sneered. "Looks like this little punk and Wu Yuqing are quite close! You sure got damn lucky, bastard!"

The surrounding crowd buzzed with discussion.

"Holy shit! Don't tell me this guy actually knows Wu Yuqing? Impossible! How could a Goddess like Wu Yuqing know such a worthless loser?"

"Now, don't be so sure. Anything is possible with the innocent love of high school. It's actually pretty normal for a Goddess to be with a loser; I've seen it with my own eyes."

"Normal in high school, maybe. But sadly, this is university now, a completely different environment. This guy is finished! Not only is he going to lose his girlfriend, but he'll probably offend this rich kid from Beijing and get a severe beating!"

Many onlookers seemed to be gloating. After all, a Goddess like Wu Yuqing was out of their league, so naturally, they were exceedingly jealous of Qin Heng.

"High school romance, planning to meet up in college, huh?" The Maserati-driving rich kid's expression turned incredibly grim. He looked at Wu Yuqing, then at Qin Heng, and sneered, "Reality will teach you that in the face of material wealth, so-called love is just trash!"

Then, he pointed at Qin Heng, his face a mask of ridicule. "You little beast! Look at your pathetic, broke ass, riding a shared bike, wearing clothes from a street stall—you're utter trash. And you still have the gall to come looking for Wu Yuqing? Aren't you afraid she'll be embarrassed to be seen with you? A toad should stay in its own mud puddle and not dream of eating swan meat! You poor, worthless little trash! You're simply not worthy!

If you have any self-awareness, I advise you to kneel and kowtow to me in apology right now. Then, get as far away as possible and never show your face near Wu Yuqing again. Otherwise, I'll have someone break both your useless legs!"

HISS!

The surrounding crowd couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath, staring at the Maserati-driving rich kid with horror-stricken eyes.

So vicious!

Truly too vicious!

Not only did he want to steal the guy's girlfriend right in front of him, but he also wanted the guy to kneel and apologize. That was just too cruel, downright unrestrained bullying!

The Maserati-driving rich kid tilted his head up slightly. He could see the crowd's reactions, but he couldn't care less.

So what if he was bullying someone? He *was* bullying someone; what could anyone do about it?

He wouldn't just bully them; he would bully them ruthlessly, relentlessly, and crush them!

A mere broke loser, a worthless piece of trash, daring to compete with him for a woman? He was simply courting death!

Now, the scene quieted down once more.

The Maserati-driving rich kid stared at Qin Heng with an icy gaze, while everyone else watched Qin Heng, eager to see how he would react.

He'll probably kneel and beg for mercy, many of them thought.

After all, a luxury car like a Maserati wasn't something an ordinary person could afford, let alone a university freshman who could only manage a shared bike. If he really angered this rich kid, the consequences would be unthinkable.

Kneeling and begging for mercy seemed to be his best option.

"What are you still hesitating for?" The Maserati-driving rich kid looked at Qin Heng with contempt and said, "Slap yourself a hundred times right now, then kneel down and kowtow to me in apology! Do you really want to die, you little beast?!"

"You've been spewing insults long enough; it's time for you to rest," Qin Heng said calmly, propping up the shared bike. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, looked at the Maserati-driving rich kid, and added flatly, "Break your own legs, then get lost."

Instantly!

The surroundings plunged into dead silence, so quiet you could hear a pin drop!

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