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Wu Yuwei remained silent as he looked at Mu Yunze, then spoke again, "Hey, Mu Yunze, what do you think Zhao Qing will do to Class Flower?"
Mu Yunze lifted his head, his eyes filled with confusion.
Wu Yuwei said mysteriously, "I heard that Zhao Qing plans to..." He suddenly paused, deliberately leaving the suspense hanging.
"What does she plan to do?" Mu Yunze pressed.
Wu Yuwei chuckled and replied, "Hehe, I won't tell you!"
"Hmph, pursuing her? I think it's jealousy!" Wu Yuwei analyzed. "Zhao Qing has always treated Class Flower like her own possession. Now that she sees her dumped by Ye Jingtai and pregnant, she's probably feeling unbalanced and wants to humiliate her."
Wu Yuwei continued enthusiastically describing how Zhao Qing would corner Class Flower and mock her, as if he were witnessing it firsthand. Li Haoyu occasionally chimed in with jokes to lighten the mood. However, Mu Yunze remained uninterested; Class Flower's predicament weighed heavily on his heart, like swallowing a fly.
As the gathering came to an end, Li Haoyu took Wu Yuwei's hand and left first, their affectionate figures quickly disappearing into the night. Han Jincheng looked at Mu Yunze's still gloomy face and squeezed his hand. "Still thinking about Class Flower? Stop it; she brought this upon herself."
Mu Yunze sighed, "I just feel a bit sorry for her."
Han Jincheng rolled his eyes at him. "Sorry for what? Sorry that she isn't with you? When did you become so saintly? Have you forgotten how she treated you?"
Mu Yunze shook his head and fell silent. He didn't even know what he was thinking; his mind was a chaotic mess.
As night fell, the streetlights stretched their shadows long and short. Han Jincheng linked her arm with Mu Yunze's as they strolled down the street in a somewhat silent atmosphere. After a few steps, Han Jincheng suddenly stopped, her gaze landing on a beautifully decorated hotel by the roadside, its neon sign flickering with suggestive light.
She looked up at the sign and then turned to Mu Yunze, a glint of mischief flashing in her eyes as she smiled meaningfully. "Mu Yunze," she said softly, her tone laced with laziness, "my feet are a bit sore; I can't walk anymore."
She gently rubbed her ankle, feigning fatigue. Following her gaze to the hotel, Mu Yunze read the couple-themed hotel on the sign and instantly understood Han Jincheng's implication. His cheeks flushed slightly. This isn't appropriate...
He hesitated before speaking, his eyes darting around uncertainly.
Seeing this, Han Jincheng smiled gently and took Mu Yunze's hand. Her tone turned playful as she said, "Oh come on! What's wrong with that? I'm just a little tired and want to find a place to rest." She shook his arm lightly, her eyes filled with anticipation.
Mu Yunze's heart began to race; he felt a slight sweat forming in his palms. He glanced back at the hotel again, internally struggling with himself. Han Jincheng didn't give him much time to think; she pulled him into the hotel lobby. The bright lights and warm atmosphere made Mu Yunze feel a bit anxious.
"Why are you still shy?" Han Jincheng leaned closer to Mu Yunze's ear and whispered teasingly, "We're a couple after all! Besides, you're feeling down today; I need to comfort you."
She confidently approached the front desk and presented her ID to book a couple-themed room. Standing beside her, Mu Yunze watched her self-assured demeanor with mixed feelings of nervousness and excitement—a sense of inexplicable anticipation washed over him. Holding the room key card, Han Jincheng took Mu Yunze's hand as they entered the elevator together; the atmosphere between them grew increasingly intimate.
Once inside the room, Han Jincheng locked the door behind them and turned around to pull Mu Yunze into an embrace. She whispered softly in his ear, "Mu Yunze, don't think too much tonight; you belong to me."
Mu Yunze's heart raced wildly; it felt as if an electric current coursed through his body, leaving him tingling all over. He held Han Jincheng tightly in return, matching her passion. The room dimmed gradually as an air of intimacy enveloped them.
Han Jincheng's kisses fell like raindrops on Mu Yunze's face and neck as their clothes slipped away one by one.
After their passionate encounter, the room lay in disarray. Han Jincheng languidly rested in Mu Yunze's arms, tracing circles on his chest with her fingers. "Mu Yunze," she said playfully, "you have to treat me well from now on."
Mu Yunze kissed her forehead gently and replied, "Silly girl, I've always treated you well."
"Hmph, that's more like it." Han Jincheng smiled with satisfaction, but added, "You're being a bit too nice to Class Flower. I'm feeling jealous here."
Mu Yunze fell silent for a moment before replying, "I just think she's pitiful."
"Those who are pitiful must have their faults," Han Jincheng scoffed. "After how she treated you, you still feel sorry for her?"
"Let the past be the past," Mu Yunze sighed. "Right now, I just want to cherish the person in front of me."
Han Jincheng looked up seriously at him. "Mu Yunze, do you really feel that way?"
"Of course," Mu Yunze nodded firmly.
The peaceful campus life was suddenly shattered by an unexpected gossip storm. The forum became the center of public opinion, and a post titled "Shock! Class Flower Aborts for Love!" hit like a stone thrown into a lake, creating ripples that quickly dominated the trending topics. Countless students flocked to the post, and the comments section buzzed with excitement, resembling a grand online carnival.
The post was detailed and sensational, vividly recounting the complicated emotional entanglement between Class Flower and Ye Jingtai. From their initial sweet romance to Ye Jingtai's eventual abandonment, followed by Class Flower's unexpected pregnancy and her painful decision to abort—every detail was depicted in such a way that it felt as if one were witnessing it firsthand.
To enhance its credibility, the poster painstakingly uploaded so-called evidence, including hospital examination reports, screenshots of Ye Jingtai's chat logs, and even blurry photographs. The authenticity of these pieces of evidence was hard to discern but was enough to ignite the gossip-loving crowd's curiosity.
"Oh my God! I can't believe Class Flower actually had an abortion! This is too explosive!" Some were shocked beyond belief, unable to fathom that the once untouchable school beauty would face such turmoil.
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