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Mu Yunze asked straightforwardly, "What’s going on with Class Flower lately? You seem to know something."
Su Wanqing chuckled lightly, "You care about her, huh? What’s wrong, is Han Jincheng not satisfying you?" Her tone was teasing, and her eyes sparkled with a hint of provocation.
Suppressing the anger boiling inside him, Mu Yunze replied, "I just want to know what happened to her."
Su Wanqing twirled the spoon in her hand playfully. "Want to know? Then beg me."
Mu Yunze clenched his fists, veins popping on his forehead. He took a deep breath, striving to control his emotions. "Su Wanqing, what do you really want?"
Setting down the spoon, she leaned closer and whispered, "I want you to leave Han Jincheng and come back to Class Flower."
Mu Yunze shot up from his seat, the chair screeching against the floor, drawing the attention of nearby classmates. "Are you out of your mind? How could I possibly—"
"I know you still have feelings for Class Flower," Su Wanqing interrupted confidently. "When you're with her, your eyes light up. But with Han Jincheng? You're just acting."
Mu Yunze froze. Su Wanqing's words pierced deep into his heart like a sharp blade. He couldn’t refute her because he knew she was right.
"What do you want from me?" His voice was low and hoarse.
Su Wanqing smiled, a hint of triumph in her expression. "It's simple. I want you to help me get Zhang Xiaowei."
"Zhang Xiaowei?" Mu Yunze repeated the name, a bitter taste rising in his throat. He certainly knew Zhang Xiaowei—the student council president and a prominent figure on campus—who had been his biggest obstacle during his campaign for vice president.
Despite Mu Yunze's solid preparation and outstanding performance leading up to the election, he was ultimately sabotaged by Zhang Xiaowei at the last moment. Later, he learned from Li Haoyu that Zhang Xiaowei also had feelings for Class Flower and viewed him as a rival, which led to the interference during the election.
"That's right, him." Su Wanqing tapped her bright red nails lightly against the table, producing a crisp sound that seemed to strike at Mu Yunze's nerves.
"You like Class Flower; I like Class Flower too. Now that she's been hurt badly by that scumbag Ye Jingtai, it’s your chance to step in. But here’s Han Jincheng, that naive fool, always around you. How do you think Class Flower feels about that? How can you be satisfied?"
Mu Yunze fell silent as Su Wanqing's words pierced through him like needles, hitting the softest spots of his heart. He had to admit that she had struck a nerve.
Although he felt resentment towards his entanglement with Class Flower and had resolutely rejected her many times, he couldn’t deny that she held a special place in his life—his first love.
Even though this first love never had the chance to blossom before it withered away, the feeling of falling in love at first sight still left a deep imprint in his heart.
Mu Yunze realized he wasn’t as carefree as he imagined; that fluttering feeling wasn’t something he could easily control. He had to acknowledge that he still harbored some feelings for Class Flower.
Yet this feeling was deliberately suppressed and buried deep within him, not daring to surface easily.
At that moment, Han Jincheng’s presence felt like a warm ray of sunshine illuminating his previously dull life, dispelling the shadows within him and bringing back a long-lost warmth and joy.
He cherished this hard-won affection and didn’t want to hurt Han Jincheng easily or return to the complicated emotional whirlpool with Class Flower.
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