Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 206 I'm the Boss of the Campus F4 (33)

"Didn't you say you were going to treat the whole class to dinner?" Zhao Zhao didn't even look up as she packed her schoolbag.

"Yes, that's perfect, let's go together."

“I’m not going,” He Qinglin suddenly said.

Zhao Zhao laughed and said, "I'm not going either!"

"Then let's do it together again next time." Without any hesitation, he squeezed Zhao Zhao out of her seat, stood on the podium, and shouted.

"Don't rush home, everyone. I'm inviting all of you to have lunch at Ruiting this afternoon."

With a wave of his hand, he said magnanimously, "Don't be shy with me!" It was as if the words "I'm rich" were written all over his face.

Ruiting is a property under their family name, so they can easily hire as many people as they want.

Most of the classmates were well-off, but given such a great opportunity to get to know Evan, almost no one, except for Zhao Zhao and He Qinglin, who were also wealthy and from powerful families, would refuse.

In an instant, Evan was surrounded by a group of classmates.

Zhao Zhao chuckled, "What a shrew," then nudged He Qinglin's shoulder, gesturing to him with her eyes, and said, "You should learn from him."

Perhaps due to the heavy influence of his family, He Qinglin spent his childhood either studying or conducting experiments with his parents. Growing up in a quiet environment, his personality gradually became more reserved, and he even developed a strong aversion to troublesome matters.

He actually listened to Zhao Zhao's words and replied seriously, "My personality is pretty much set in stone, and I'm afraid it won't be easy to change."

This young man is too serious.

Zhao Zhao's eyes crinkled into a smile. She was just joking, so she didn't want him to take it seriously. She gently patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "I was just kidding. You're quite likable too."

There were countless people confessing their love to him on the forum. During the time he sat next to Zhao Zhao, he even saw people handing him love letters.

Due to his rather aloof personality, he is even called a "cool and aloof male god," a god-level figure, which shows how popular he is.

The word "like" that Zhao Zhao had just mentioned instantly reminded He Qinglin of a memory. On the way home from school, he couldn't help but call out to Zhao Zhao, "Yu Zhaoyi, wait."

On the forest path, the boy turned around upon hearing this, his eyes crinkling slightly, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

The scene was beautiful and pristine. He Qinglin stared at it for a moment before finding his voice, "What was the meaning of that letter you gave me last time?"

Suppressing his embarrassment, he finally spoke, only to see Zhao Zhao looking at him with a completely bewildered expression. "What letter?"

When did he deliver the letter to him?

"Have you forgotten?" He Qinglin clenched his fist. This brat had actually forgotten what had been troubling him for so many days?!

Seeing that his face was pale and red, Zhao Zhao suddenly had an idea. She walked closer and asked, "Is it that letter that says 'I like you'?"

How long ago was that? He still remembers it? It seems... he still holds a grudge?

He Qinglin took a step back, his face slightly flushed, and he was a little nervous. He just felt something was strange, but he wasn't sure, so he wanted to ask for clarification.

"Hahahaha, that letter was written to you by Jiang Jiawei." Zhao Zhao suddenly realized and explained with a laugh.

He Qinglin looked like he'd been struck by lightning. "What did you say?!" Jiang Jiawei—no, is he crazy?

It was rare for him, who was usually so calm and aloof, to want to swear.

Zhao Zhao continued to explain, "Back then, we were playing cards, and the loser had to confess their feelings to you, so that's how that love letter came about." He explained nonchalantly, but when he looked up again, he saw He Qinglin's face suddenly turn cold.

"You dare to play me?" Without another word, He Qinglin turned and left. Zhao Zhao was stunned. Could it be that he was angry?

Oh no! He quickly grabbed his hand and coaxed, "Hey, He Qinglin, are you angry?"

Well, it's obvious to anyone with eyes that he's angry, and Zhao Zhao's answer was clearly irrelevant.

He Qinglin was indeed angry that he had been fooled for so long by that half-hearted "I like you". He shook his hand and said coldly, "I need to be alone. Don't bother me."

Okay, I'm really angry.

Looking at his indifferent back, Zhao Zhao slapped her mouth in anger. Sigh, it's all his fault for being so talkative.