CHAPTER 633: CHAPTER 195: RETURN TO THE DOMAIN REALM

Chapter 195 [Return to the Domain Realm] (6100)

Looking at the two bags handed to him, Zhao Shanhe fell into deep thought.

One was a cheap plastic bag containing two meat buns from a bun shop behind the school. To put it bluntly, in a large city like Jinling Prefecture, you can’t expect anything good from a meat bun that costs one and a half yuan each.

The other was a beautifully packaged paper bag containing cheese toast from a chain brand called Daddy Sugar, costing tens of yuan a portion, which is not cheap for students. As for the taste, Zhao Shanhe actually quite liked the bakery goods from this brand.

Twenty-two-year-old Zhao Shanhe faced this dilemma for the first time in his life.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind: Could this be what web novels refer to as a "scene of chaotic emotions"?

He knew the round-faced girl handing him the cheese toast. She was a newcomer in the part-time job circle, a freshman whose family conditions were allegedly not so bad that she’d need to work to support herself.

She seemed to be here with classmates for fun, the curiosity of a young girl, experiencing life.

She had been playing in this circle for over half a semester.

Zhao Shanhe had indeed sensed that this girl had been sneaking glances at him more frequently lately.

But...

Suppressing these thoughts, Zhao Shanhe forced a smile, took both items, and said, "Thank you."

Then, he turned and left.

Yes, as he said, two words: cool and distant!

The junior showed a clearly disappointed expression on her face, while the round-faced girl merely shrugged, seemingly indifferent.

All morning, Zhao Shanhe helped his classmates maintain order, assigned tasks, and even took a few odd jobs from the WeChat group on his phone during breaks.

Things like reserving seats in the library, picking up meals from the cafeteria, and buying stuff.

His students had an advantage in these tasks: outsiders couldn’t access the library to grab seats.

Nor could they enter the dormitory to deliver or buy anything.

The junior took a task from Zhao Shanhe to deliver something to a girl’s dormitory, giving him several longing looks before leaving.

"Her lipstick is Dior, shade 750, priced at over three hundred yuan per stick." The round-faced girl had somehow appeared behind Zhao Shanhe, holding two cups of milk tea, handing one to him.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Shanhe frowned, instinctively taking the milk tea.

"Of course she can’t afford it herself. Did you give it to her?" The round-faced girl, clearly not weak in the art of tea, had an innocent and naive expression.

Zhao Shanhe pursed his lips — he certainly didn’t give it to her, as he was too straightforward to think of gifting a girl lipstick.

So... who gave it? The answer was obvious.

In the afternoon, the junior appeared in front of Zhao Shanhe, a blush on her face as she looked at him, her eyes shining, "Do you have some free time tonight?"

"Hm?" Zhao Shanhe was momentarily taken aback.

The junior pursed her lips and then casually tucked her long hair behind her ear — Zhao Shanhe always found this gesture of hers quite alluring.

However, at this moment, his expression and emotions were calm.

"There’s a movie I’ve always wanted to see. I just haven’t had the time before, and it’s about to end its run. I don’t want to regret missing it," the junior said lightly.

Clearly a double entendre.

Zhao Shanhe didn’t respond.

"If you don’t have anything else planned, would you like to go with me? It ends late, and I’m kind of scared to walk home alone at night."

Zhao Shanhe took a deep breath: "Um... Maybe another day."

After speaking, he turned away hard-heartedly and left.

"Hold on!" The junior caught up with him, her face looking pitiful, "Are you still mad at me?"

She seemed anxious, gently tugging at the sleeve of Zhao Shanhe’s shirt and lowered her voice, "I was really silly before. I didn’t appreciate your kindness. I genuinely want to apologize sincerely, I..."

Zhao Shanhe sensed the urgency in the junior’s eyes, but he slowly said, "You’re overthinking. I accept your apology, but I really have plans tonight. Meeting with friends for barbecue and drinks."

"Then what about tomorrow?" The junior seemed unwilling to give up.

"... Well, I’ll see about tomorrow."

Zhao Shanhe ran off.

The junior felt a gaze on her and looked back, her eyes clashing with those of the round-faced girl, sparking a kind of friction.

Both girls turned their heads at the same time, silently cursing "bitch" in their hearts.

·

In the evening, Zhao Shanhe was organizing the students’ return to campus, and as everyone gathered around, he distributed the head fee from today’s job to each person individually by name.

"President Zhao’s business is flourishing." Chen Yan’s voice came with a grin.

Zhao Shanhe looked up and saw Chen Yan approaching from the roadside, immediately showing a sincere smile, "Bro, you came to find me?"

"No, I need to use the car, come to get it." Chen Yan responded casually, "Are you able to return the car now?"

Zhao Shanhe was initially stunned, not quite understanding why Chen Yan would come in person to fetch the car — if he wanted it, he could have sent a WeChat message, and Zhao Shanhe would’ve sent it to him.

However, he quickly replied with a smile, "The car is originally yours, bro. If you don’t mind waiting, I can go fill up the tank, and then you can take it. Can’t cut corners after using your car for so many days!"