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Su Wanqing had always been gentle and serene, like a quietly blooming lily, elegant and unassuming. However, beneath her calm exterior lay a tumultuous sea of emotions, churning like dark currents in the deep ocean. When she discovered that her boyfriend, Zhang Xiaowei, whom she had been dating for three months, was pursuing the Class Flower—an alluring woman she regarded as a rival—jealousy and anger erupted within her like a volcano, molten lava surging uncontrollably.
A surge of fury shot from her feet to the top of her head, and Su Wanqing felt her blood boiling. She gripped her phone tightly, her knuckles turning white as if she were about to crush it. She could not accept this reality; the three months of sweet moments they had shared now felt like a cruel joke.
The Class Flower—how dare she? What gave her the right to steal my boyfriend? Su Wanqing's heart screamed in outrage, jealousy igniting a fierce fire within her chest.
Unable to contain her rage any longer, she leapt to her feet, snatched up her coat, and stormed out of the dormitory. She needed to confront Zhang Xiaowei; she had to ask him face-to-face why he had betrayed her and chosen the Class Flower over her.
As she rushed down the street, images of Zhang Xiaowei and the Class Flower together flooded her mind. They laughed and shared intimate moments, appearing as if they were a couple deeply in love. Each thought twisted the knife in her heart deeper.
Arriving at Zhang Xiaowei's dormitory building, Su Wanqing exuded an air of ferocity, resembling a protective tiger ready to pounce. Taking a deep breath to steady her racing heart, she dialed his number.
The phone rang twice before Zhang Xiaowei picked up.
"Zhang Xiaowei! Get down here!" Su Wanqing's voice was icy as winter frost, each word dripping with anger and coldness.
Students in the dormitory heard the tension in her voice and peeked out curiously.
Upon receiving the call, Zhang Xiaowei's heart sank. He knew Su Wanqing's temper well; this tone was a clear sign of an impending eruption. Sensing a storm brewing, he hurriedly set aside what he was doing and rushed downstairs.
As he ran down, anxiety gnawed at him. He had no idea how Su Wanqing would confront him or how he could possibly explain himself.
When he reached the bottom of the building and saw Su Wanqing standing there with a pale face and arms crossed—a picture of righteous fury—his heart dropped further.
"Why are you here?" he asked, feigning calmness while forcing a smile that trembled with his inner turmoil.
"Why am I here? I came to see how my boyfriend is chasing after another woman!" Su Wanqing shouted, her voice sharp enough to pierce eardrums, filled with anger and grievance. Students around them turned their heads in anticipation of the unfolding drama.
Zhang Xiaowei scratched his head awkwardly, his gaze flickering as he avoided meeting Su Wanqing's furious eyes. "Su Wanqing, let me explain..."
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