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Wu Rong glanced at her suspiciously, and Rao Jie felt a bit embarrassed.
Ten minutes later, when Rao Jie finally had the chance to grab her phone, she found several messages from Long Yong waiting for her.
"What's wrong? Afraid of misunderstandings, so you don't want me to teach you?"
"Or are you upset that I know about your situation? Should I not be so nosy?"
"Honestly, I just happened to overhear Old President talking about it. I didn't mean to pry into your privacy, so I hope you don't mind."
The fourth message came after a long pause following the third one.
"Oh, I see, do you think I'm being too eager and misunderstood?"
"Don't get the wrong idea or feel awkward. Alright, I admit I'm doing this at someone else's request—it's Old President who asked me to help you. Besides, you did treat me to cake before; I owe you that favor. It's no trouble to explain some exercises to you. I heard you're preparing for graduate school and need a recommendation from the school. You have some issues with math and are still looking for a tutoring class. Originally, he wanted to help you himself, but he just doesn't have the time."
After this message was another one from Old President.
"Xiaojiejie, I've found you an amazing tutor! It's Long Yong, the top genius in our department. He used to be in our club; I've asked him to add you. The teachers outside can't compare to him at all, so rest assured about letting him teach you—he's got plenty of free time."
Upon reading this, Rao Jie felt even more embarrassed; she had almost overthought things earlier. It turned out Old President was helping her out. She had indeed consulted Old President when looking for a tutoring class. Old President was very helpful; even though their club had very few members and was on the brink of collapse, they shared a strong bond.
So upon seeing this, Rao Jie couldn't bring herself to doubt it, thinking everything was just a result of Old President's kindness. Being oblivious to the timing of the messages, she completely missed any inconsistencies in their order and accepted their explanations without hesitation.
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Once he received a reassuring reply, Long Yong finally relaxed and let He Dong return to his own bed.
"Keep these matters confidential for now; don't let it slip," Long Yong reminded while chatting with Rao Jie.
He Dong looked at his brother with disdain.
"If you want to pursue her, just go for it boldly! With your looks, figure, family background, and talent—what girl couldn't fall for you? I told you two years ago to make your move! But no, you were too proud—saying you couldn't disturb her happiness or make things difficult for her. You even stopped going to the club just to restrain yourself and wouldn't keep any contact information. Now look where we are; your little angel is heartbroken! Regretting it now? I told you that guy wasn't good enough for her! If you're still being wishy-washy now, someone else will swoop in first—don't say I didn't warn you!"
Long Yong supported his head with one hand, his gaze focused intently on his phone screen as his fingers kept typing away without pause.
"Everyone has their own way of liking someone. For me, as long as she's happy, that's enough. Since no one is making her happy right now, I'll step in and give her happiness."
He Dong made a gesture with his hand that signified "kneel." "I don't bow to anyone, but I respect you! Passionate young man, if you succeed in the end, remember to treat me to a meal as your matchmaker."
Long Yong waved his hand, and the smile on his face never faded; he thought his spring had finally arrived.
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