Volume One, Chapter 18: The Matter of Living with the Campus Belle Is Exposed

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Gently setting down the half-eaten fried egg, Duan Wuhen rose and made his way to Yan Xiyue’s bedroom door.

Beep beep beep—

“Xiyue, my wife, don’t be mad. Come out and eat before the food gets cold.”

“Go away, Duan Wuhen. I hate you.”

Now, Duan Wuhen was at a loss.

After tidying the dining table, he placed a glass of milk outside Yan Xiyue’s door.

“Xiyue, I left some food at your door. Don’t forget to eat. I have some things to take care of, so I’m heading out first.”

Yan Xiyue lay on the bed, hearing this only felt more wronged.

Originally, she had planned to forgive Duan Wuhen once he apologized.

But instead, he left with just that one sentence—no apology at all.

She decided not to speak to him for the next few days.

Seeing that Yan Xiyue still hadn’t come out for breakfast, Duan Wuhen left after placing the milk at the door.

Only after hearing the door close behind him did Yan Xiyue open the door slightly, peeking her head out.

Quickly, she brought the breakfast inside and began to eat in small bites.

“Mmm! You’ve got to admit, this guy really can cook.”

In no time, Yan Xiyue finished her breakfast, licking her lips with satisfaction before clutching her phone and crawling back under the covers.

Only after seeing Yan Xiyue finish breakfast did Duan Wuhen leave, feeling relieved.

Han City University, 8 a.m.

Students gradually filed into the classroom, ready to start the day’s lessons.

“Gao Fan.”

“Present!”

“Zhao Yuan.”

“Here!”

“Yan Xiyue.”

“Teacher, Yan Xiyue is absent today.”

“Oh, have her bring the leave note later.”

“Duan Wuhen.”

“……”

“Duan Wuhen??? He’s not here?”

“Great, Fourth Brother is late on his first day of class. What do we do?”

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“Should we answer for him?”

“But we’re sitting in the second row; it’s too obvious.”

While a few hesitated, Duan Wuhen pushed the door open and walked in.

“Who might you be, student?”

“Oh, teacher, I’m Duan Wuhen.”

“So you’re Duan Wuhen. Since you’re late this time, I’ll let it slide, but don’t make a habit of it.”

Duan Wuhen nodded and casually took an empty seat.

The teacher, after finishing roll call, began the lesson.

“Today’s topic is focused on cellular respiration. Experiments have shown that aerobic respiration produces a large amount of ATP, while anaerobic respiration occurs under specific conditions, offering new insights into the mechanisms that supply energy for life activities…”

“Hey, Fourth Brother, did you oversleep this morning?”

“Ugh, don’t mention it. That girl threw a tantrum this morning and refused to eat.”

Upon hearing this, the three pupils’ eyes widened instantly. “!!! What!? Fourth Brother, you’re living with the campus beauty?”

“What’s so surprising about that?”

“Damn! Fourth Brother, you’re really something.”

Because their voices were a bit loud, the whole class soon knew the campus beauty already had a boyfriend—and they were even living together.

Some boys who secretly admired her felt their hearts shatter.

Seeing the noisy scene, the teacher pounded the desk. “Quiet! How can you make such a racket during class?”

Meanwhile, Zhou Huanru and her two friends took out their phones and tagged Yan Xiyue in the dormitory group chat.

@SweetPotatoPudding, Yueyue, you’re actually living with Duan Wuhen!

@SweetPotatoPudding, Yueyue, wow, didn’t expect you to be secretly enjoying such good food behind our backs!

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At that moment, Yan Xiyue was watching short dramas in bed. Suddenly, her phone kept buzzing with notifications.

Opening her phone, she was drawn to the 99+ red notification badge in the dorm chat.

What on earth had happened?

Curious, Yan Xiyue scrolled to the first message, then blushed deeply and tossed the phone aside.

“Ahhh! How did they find out I’m living with Duan Wuhen? I didn’t tell anyone!”

She rolled her eyes, analyzing the situation in her mind.

“I got it! That Duan Wuhen must have been spreading rumors everywhere!”

Growing angrier by the second, Yan Xiyue grabbed her phone and called Duan Wuhen.

As soon as the call connected, she shouted.

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“Duan Wuhen, did you do this on purpose? Why does the whole class know we’re living together?”

Caught off guard, Duan Wuhen hurried to explain.

“Xiyue, I really didn’t mean to. It was my roommates making noise; they got too loud and others overheard. It’s all a misunderstanding.”

But Yan Xiyue refused to listen and abruptly hung up, deciding to give Duan Wuhen the cold shoulder for the next few days.

Meanwhile, the campus of Han City University was already in an uproar.

A post titled [Shocking! The Campus Beauty is Living with a Stranger!] suddenly appeared online.

Within just half an hour, the post’s views skyrocketed past ten thousand.

Countless boys’ hearts shattered.

In a luxurious villa in Han City, a young man stared at his phone in fury and smashed his wine glass.

The girl kneeling on the ground froze, looking up at him fearfully.

“That Yan Xiyue, that bitch. I’ve been chasing her for so long, and she never even smiled at me. Now she’s living with some man who appeared out of nowhere. What a slut.”

Seeing the girl stop moving, the young man kicked her away angrily.

“Bitch, get out of here.”

The girl dared not show any displeasure and quickly retreated.

After she left, the young man dialed a number.

“Biaozi, I want you to take care of someone for me. 200,000. Don’t worry, once it’s done, I’ll treat you to a feast right away.”

Laughter came through the phone.

“Alright, Zhu Shao, you can count on me. I’ll make sure he’s bedridden for the rest of his life. Send me his information.”

The man called Zhu Shao smirked cruelly and soon sent a photo of Duan Wuhen.

As for our protagonist, Duan Wuhen spent the whole day distracted, his mind filled with images of Yan Xiyue’s anger.

Finally, when school ended, he rushed home, intending to apologize properly.

Back home, Yan Xiyue’s door was firmly shut. He knocked.

“Xiyue, I’m back. Can you open the door, please?”

But there was no response from inside.

Sighing helplessly, Duan Wuhen sat by the door, realizing he had truly angered Yan Xiyue this time.

For the next few days, Yan Xiyue completely ignored him; no matter what he said or did, she pretended he was invisible.

Though they often crossed paths, Yan Xiyue didn’t utter a single word.

Until one day, some uninvited guests arrived at the Yan residence.