Chapter 89: Staying Out All Night — Can Be Felt, Not Told!

Back at Qingbei University, Jiang Zhou parked the car in front of the girls’ dormitory.

Chu Yuwei reluctantly unfastened her seatbelt and stepped out.

Students passing by all cast their gazes toward them, eyes full of surprise, curiosity, and a mixture of envy, jealousy, and resentment.

Even though Chu Yuwei hadn’t officially been voted school beauty yet, her reputation had already reached that level.

So when a guy dropped her off in a car early in the morning, it was only natural that everyone started letting their imaginations run wild.

Jiang Zhou rolled down the window. “Get lost. Go back and get some rest. No spicy food.”

“Jiang Zhou…” she hesitated.

“What, calling me by name now? Call me Daddy!”

Chu Yuwei gave him a look. “Daddy, can I pursue you?”

“Try developing those four ounces on your chest first.”

“I… I think I’m at least a pound now.”

“Nope. That’s all in your imagination.”

Chu Yuwei bit her lip. “I don’t care. I want to chase you, just like you used to chase me.”

“We’ll see. I’ll think about whether or not to give you a chance.”

“When will you have an answer?”

“When I’ve decided, I’ll call you. Now go.”

Chu Yuwei pouted and slowly made her way back to the dorm.

She was still holding some apples, bananas, and oranges.

Jiang Zhou had bought them. There were two sets: one for the dorm supervisor auntie, and the other for Chu Yuwei herself.

He’d said that the auntie had been understanding last night and let him in, so Chu Yuwei must thank her properly.

When the dorm auntie received the fruit, she was visibly surprised.

She’d worked there for years and had heard countless sweet talkers, but all those people always forgot her the moment they got what they wanted.

This was the first time someone actually brought her fruit in gratitude.

“You’re Chu Yuwei, right? The one with the stomach pain?”

Chu Yuwei nodded. “Yes, Auntie. Jiang Zhou asked me to thank you and give you this.”

The auntie smiled kindly. “That kid’s not bad. You’ve got good taste.”

“We… we’re just classmates.”

“Don’t be stubborn. Give him a chance.”

Chu Yuwei sighed. “There was a chance… but I accidentally missed it back then.”

The auntie chuckled. “The way he rushed in last night. If you told me you weren’t his girlfriend, I wouldn’t believe it.”

“He was that anxious?”

“He was charging up the stairs three steps at a time.”

Hearing that, Chu Yuwei couldn’t help but smile.

But as she smiled, her expression slowly turned bitter and aggrieved.

The auntie blinked. “Sweetie, does your stomach still hurt?”

“No… it’s just… he’s so good to me, but he won’t let me be his girlfriend.”

—

Meanwhile, at the dormitory entrance, a crowd had gathered.

Everyone was pointing at Jiang Zhou’s car, whispering and gossiping.

The new “campus goddess” had been dropped off early in the morning by some mystery man?

Of course people were going to gossip.

“Wow… just goes to show, you never truly know someone.”

“Exactly, staying out overnight like that? Tsk tsk…”

“That guy looks shady as hell.”

“Ugh, I’ve lost all faith. Girls always pretend to be pure!”

“Unfollowed. Not believing in good girls anymore.”

Jiang Zhou was about to just drive away and ignore them all, but then he reconsidered.

He took off his seatbelt, stepped out of the car, and… started acting.

Hands on hips, he shouted up at the dorm.

“You ungrateful brat! I invite you to dinner and you ghost me, but when you’re sick you come running to me?!

“Let me tell you, this is the one and only time I’ll help you! What do I look like to you, your personal taxi driver?!

“Next time you’re sick, don’t expect me to take you to the hospital! You hear me?!

“I hate girls like you the most — pretty and pure my ass!

“Oh, and here’s your diagnosis sheet, everyone take a look!

“Brothers! Don’t chase this one! She’s a ‘pure’ girl who won’t even let you hold her hand!”

The crowd immediately understood.

So that’s what happened. She was sick, and he just gave her a ride.

No wonder she looked so pale and sickly this morning.

Of course! How could a girl like Chu Yuwei do something improper?

In an instant, the tide turned.

Some of the guys stepped forward, puffing up with righteous anger.

“Hey, a girl being pure is a good thing. Shows she’s decent!”

“Yeah! Get out of here, you creep! Our goddess deserves better!”

“Anyone badmouthing Chu Yuwei is gonna have to answer to us!”

“Trying to touch her hand? You better go eat dirt!”

Perfectly resolved.

Just a bunch of simps, but their protective instincts were strong.

Jiang Zhou put on a furious face, got in the car, and sped off.

It was still only 7 a.m.

The golden light of dawn filtered through the leaves and dappled the pavement.

Back at the guys’ dorm, Jiang Zhou collapsed onto his bed.

He hadn’t properly slept at all. He just napped on a hospital bench.

There were still a few hours before noon, so he planned to catch up on sleep.

But just then, his three roommates all sat up.

“Jiang Zhou, you didn’t come back last night! I even left the door unlocked for you,” one of them said.

Jiang Zhou, eyes still closed, muttered, “A girl looked at me with teary eyes… wouldn’t even let me put on pants.”

Xu Haodong’s eyes widened. “You… you stayed out with a girl last night?!”

“What else? You think I slept on the street?”

“Can you tell me what it felt like?”

“Tsk… I can only say that it can be felt, not described.”

Zhang Guangfa looked jealous. “Liar. I don’t believe you.”

Jiang Zhou didn’t even open his eyes. “Believe it or not, doesn’t matter. Not like you’ll ever experience it. Especially you, Guangfa. All you do is flirt with your screen. What’s the point?”

“Jiang Zhou! My love with Meimei is pure! Don’t defile it!”

Meimei was Zhang Guangfa’s online girlfriend — a college student from a nearby university, supposedly.

But despite several invitations, he had yet to meet her in person.

It was a sore spot.

“Sure, sure, you’re pure. So pure you might as well marry your phone.”

Gao Wenkai burst into laughter. “Guangfa, he’s right. You’re destined to grow old with your phone.”

Jiang Zhou chimed in again. “Wenkai, don’t laugh too soon. You think you’re better?”

“What do you mean? At least I’ve met my crush in real life!”

“Yeah, and that senior girl of yours treats you like a washing machine, fully automatic. Pickup and delivery included.

“When she graduates, she might even give you a certificate: ‘Qingbei’s Most Efficient Human Washing Machine’!”

“…!”

Xu Haodong stayed quiet. He didn’t want to get roasted.

But silence didn’t save him.

“And you, Haodong, with your painted nails… Do you know what the girls in our class say about you?”

Xu Haodong swallowed. “W-what do they say?”

Jiang Zhou smirked, “Never mind. Pretend I didn’t say anything.”

He left the rest hanging, forcing Haodong to guess on his own.

And just like that, Haodong couldn’t sleep anymore.

What exactly were the girls saying about him?

Was it good… or bad?