Chapter 30: The Great Dairy Cow and China's Dearest Friends

Cheng Yao was a little bewildered—how had Wang Wenbo ended up with Chen Qian? Originally, Wang Wenbo’s target should have been Lu Mengyao, but Chen Qian had intercepted him. Was this the legendary “good girlfriends” of China?

“Tonight?”

“Yeah, I’ve already made arrangements. You guys just need to distract the girls in her dorm for me, give me a chance. Lu Mengyao is pretty, do you want to give it a shot?” Wang Wenbo said with a grin.

Cheng Yao replied with a dry laugh.

He’d planned to check out the sales department and look at some apartments tonight, but it looked like he’d have to wait until tomorrow. Wait—did Lu Mengyao know about this?

“Alright, but I think Lu Mengyao is tough to deal with—she’s definitely fishing for rich guys. I’ll tell you, don’t get serious. Girls like her have nothing but looks, not suitable as girlfriends.”

Cheng Yao didn’t know much about Chen Qian, but to get so close with Wang Wenbo in just two days—she probably wasn’t as shrewd as Lu Mengyao. Lu Mengyao knew that a third party couldn’t easily take the lead, that she needed to avoid open conflict; clearly, Chen Qian lacked that awareness.

But it wasn’t his concern.

Wang Wenbo patted Cheng Yao’s shoulder. “I’m not an idiot. We’re just easing each other’s loneliness. She just broke up with her boyfriend a few months ago.”

“So you caught the first bus after the college entrance exam breakup season?”

“Looks like it. Otherwise, would I have had a chance?”

“You’re like a fly!”

“A fly? I’d say I’m at least an eel—hungry eels always find a treat!”

Cheng Yao’s cheek twitched, and he gave a thumbs-up.

So Cheng Yao agreed to Wang Wenbo’s plan, pulling Zhang Lei and Zhu Huiyang along as well. They called it a social gathering, but in reality, they were just making up the numbers.

Wang Wenbo wasn’t foolish; he knew Lu Mengyao regarded him as the class clown and a convenient wallet, so he didn’t take it seriously, but he hadn’t expected to hook up with her roommate.

They played basketball in the afternoon, terribly.

When evening came, Zhou Ziqing came over and asked, “Cheng Yao, do you have a moment?”

“What’s up?”

“It’s about the class president election tomorrow. Could you vote for me?” Zhou Ziqing clasped her hands in front of her chest, covering those suggestive accessories.

Cheng Yao immediately understood—she was canvassing for votes, the second person today to do so.

But why cover herself while asking for votes? Treating him like an outsider?

And she wanted his vote?

Cheng Yao smiled, “Got it. Don’t worry, I’ll vote for you.”

“Thank you. May I ask, you’re not planning to run, are you?” Zhou Ziqing looked closely at Cheng Yao. In her eyes, Cheng Yao was just as much a threat as Liu Hanyue—both were the most popular students in the class. That song during military training had made him the center of attention for the freshman economics students.

Liu Hanyue was exceptionally beautiful, with rumors she was the belle of the economics department.

Compared to them, all Zhou Ziqing had was her diligence and academic excellence. Still, she couldn’t relax, since some classmates might vote for the two out of amusement.

“Cheng, we should go. What are you talking about?” Wang Wenbo called from the door.

Cheng Yao stood up. “I’m not interested in the class president position, that’s all.”

“Thank you…” Zhou Ziqing nodded and stepped aside.

After leaving the classroom, Wang Wenbo asked, “What did Big Cow say to you?”

“Big Cow?”

“Yeah, it’s the nickname the girls secretly gave Zhou Ziqing,” Wang Wenbo said lewdly.

Cheng Yao laughed, “It fits. They’re just jealous—look at them, all flat as washboards. Zhou Ziqing is the only one who can represent our class. Just for that, I’ll vote for her.”

“I’ll vote too. She’s really… big!”

“Let’s go.”

Cheng Yao glanced at Zhang Lei and Zhu Huiyang.

Zhu Huiyang grumbled, “You two can go, it’s pointless for us. We aren’t even considering the girls from Golden Arts.”

“You may not consider them, but maybe they consider you. Who says honest guys don’t get their spring?”

“…”

Zhang Lei joked, “Pregnant for seven or eight months? Honest guys dug up their ancestors’ graves?”

“Come on, don’t take it personally.”

They hailed a cab and arrived in twenty minutes.

As soon as they got out, they saw several graceful silhouettes at the entrance of Golden Arts. Wang Wenbo said, “It’s up to you guys now. I’m off to enjoy myself.”

With that, Wang Wenbo left with Chen Qian.

Zhang Lei and the others stayed, exchanging awkward glances with Chen Qian’s roommates.

Lu Mengyao greeted them cheerfully, “Hello, want me to show you around?”

“Let’s go then.”

Cheng Yao followed Lu Mengyao around Golden Arts, from the tree-lined paths to the old basketball court, eventually losing Zhang Lei and Zhu Huiyang.

Standing in the shadows beneath the teaching building, Lu Mengyao said, “Finally, we’ve shaken them off. Why did you come?”

Cheng Yao frowned, “What’s going on, Chen Qian—is she a fly?”

“I introduced her…”

“…?”

So you’re the inside agent!

Lu Mengyao walked over and hugged Cheng Yao’s arm. “I was straightforward with him, then I actively introduced Chen Qian to him to take the heat for me. Chen Qian was more than willing, so I just went with the flow.”

Impressive.

Cheng Yao almost applauded. A girl like Chen Qian could never compete with a master manipulator like Lu Mengyao.

Just then, Wang Wenbo called.

“Hey, Cheng, where are you? Zhang Lei said he can’t find you. Come to the campus gate and get something to eat—we’re starving.”

“On my way.”

After hanging up, Cheng Yao pinched Lu Mengyao’s bottom and headed out.

Lu Mengyao snorted and followed.

“When should we get our driver’s licenses?”

“Find a time to register, and sign me up while you’re at it. I’ll pay you.”

“Alright.”

Lu Mengyao clasped her hands behind her back, gazing at Cheng Yao’s silhouette. The more she looked, the more she liked him.

Suddenly, Cheng Yao stopped. “From now on, outside, you’re my piano, guitar, and violin tutor—you’re just earning extra money.”

“…Alright.”

Lu Mengyao nodded lightly. What else could she do?

Life is like… well, since she didn’t want to resist, she might as well find a more comfortable position.

At the campus gate, Cheng Yao glanced over and saw Wang Wenbo and Chen Qian holding hands. Were they on a rocket or something?

If they moved any faster, they’d be heading straight to a hotel tonight.

“What should we eat?”

“Hotpot.”

Cheng Yao nodded. “Just the eight of us?”

“The other two didn’t come.”

Just right for two cars. When they arrived at Golden Eagle, it was just past six, and the hotpot place was crowded.

Chen Qian asked, “Do you guys want manicures?”

“I don’t…” Lu Mengyao shook her head, unwilling to try those things—they felt unnatural.

The service at the hotpot chain, depending on the location, could be great or terrible. The Golden Eagle branch was decent, offering fruit plates and drinks.

Cheng Yao had a bowl of rice, but it wasn’t enough, so the waiter brought another.

After eating and drinking their fill, it was nearly eight.

In the restroom, Cheng Yao looked at Wang Wenbo in surprise. “You’re not going back?”

“I’ve already booked a room—why go back?”

“…”

Cheng Yao pulled out his phone and sent Lu Mengyao a message.

Tonight,

He wanted to see

Just how smooth things would go!

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