Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 316 - 316 313 A Rich Second Generation

Chapter 316: Chapter 313: A Rich Second Generation? Chapter 316: Chapter 313: A Rich Second Generation? On the other side, Weng Minhong dragged Qi Lihong along as they hurried, only stopping when they neared the library.

She turned to face Qi Lihong, looking at her pale face where even the capillaries were visible, and said coldly, “I told you ages ago that Liu Wenhui was no good, but you wouldn’t listen. And now? He discarded you without batting an eyelid, too lazy to even give you a reason, treating you as if he’s seen nothing at all. Even now, you can’t still be harboring delusions about him, can you?”

In Weng Minhong’s view, the situation Qi Lihong had found herself in was entirely of her own making! She had no self-respect; it was utterly deserved!

School had already let out for vacation, but Weng Minhong hadn’t left yet. She had also gone off-campus and had even seen Jiang Yan outside the soon-to-open computer store, along with the breathtakingly beautiful Mu Jiawen dressed in a long gown.

After that, the two of them left hand in hand.

This caused her to feel as if a clump of cotton was stuffed in her chest, suffocating and unbearable.

Seeing Qi Lihong now seemed to provide Weng Minhong with a vent for her emotions, making her unable to resist uttering even more harsh words, “Your family may be struggling, but there are many ways to improve your situation. Yet you chose none of them, preferring shortcuts. It’s one thing for others to look down on you, but have you ever thought about your parents? Have you ever considered their dignity?”

It was unclear which remark set Qi Lihong off, but she suddenly looked up at Weng Minhong with a ferocity in her eyes that had never been there before, startling the still prattling Weng Minhong.

“What… Why are you looking at me like that? Am I wrong? Everyone in our class knows you’ve slept with Liu Wenhui who knows how many times…”

“Weng Minhong!”

Qi Lihong cut her off, her gaze cold as ice, “Putting me down into the dust, do you get a huge sense of satisfaction and superiority from that? Making yourself seem high and mighty, pure and incorruptible, right?”

“Qi Lihong, don’t bite the hand that feeds you. I say these things for your own good, don’t I?”

“Thank you for your concern, but I don’t need it,” Qi Lihong retorted.

After saying that, Qi Lihong turned to leave, but after only a few steps, she turned back, leaned in close to Weng Minhong, and said in a low voice, staring into her eyes, “No matter what’s going on with me and Liu Wenhui, at least we’re aboveboard. Unlike you…”

Even though she did not finish her sentence, Weng Minhong’s meticulously made-up face flushed with shock. She opened her eyes wide in disbelief, about to demand what she meant, but Qi Lihong had already turned away and left her standing there.

At eight o’clock that evening, Liu Wenhui was squatting in the shadows beneath the girls’ dormitory building.

He had been waiting there for half an hour; the mosquitoes were nearly full, but Qi Lihong had yet to come down.

The little minx had quite the nerve!

Liu Wenhui sent her another text: [If you don’t come down soon, I’ll have the dorm supervisor call you down.]

About five minutes later, Qi Lihong finally sauntered out of the building.

Liu Wenhui delivered a sharp slap to his leg, killing a mosquito.

Since exams were over, nearly half of the students had gone home, so at this time, only a few boys lingered beneath the girls’ dormitory building.

Liu Wenhui stood up, approached, grabbed her hand, and without turning back, started to walk. Qi Lihong, wearing slippers, stumbled and nearly fell because of his brusque tug.

“What can you even do? Can’t even walk properly,” he muttered to himself and without further ado, picked her up, moved swiftly down a side alley, stirring jealousy in several boys nearby who’d had no luck waiting for girls to come down.

It was only in a less crowded area that Liu Wenhui set her down.

“Are you mad?”

Seeing that Qi Lihong kept her head down and ignored him, Liu Wenhui was genuinely surprised. Since they started dating, this was the first time she had thrown a tantrum; she was usually so compliant, never deviating from what he asked.

But today, she not only ignored his calls and texts but had also kept him waiting for more than half an hour; she was truly bold.

Suddenly, he felt like teasing her, “Tell me, are you jealous? If you say yes, I’ll tell you the reason.”

The reason?

Qi Lihong looked up at him, “What reason?”

“You haven’t answered my question yet,” he replied.

“…”

Two minutes later, Liu Wenhui gave up, “You’re such a clam!”

He raised his hand to rub her head and, caressing her hair that had become dark and smooth, sighed, “When you saw me, there was not only Si Tian, but also the girl holding me today. She’s my mom’s goddaughter, and my mom was there too, sitting on the stone bench behind us. She has a bad temper and looks down on people, so I can’t let you meet her right now because she’d definitely not have anything nice to say. If she knew about you, she could make you cry.”

Describing his mom as tactful was already putting it mildly; many people said he himself had a bad personality and temper, not exactly a good guy.

If he’s not a good guy, you can only imagine what his family is like.

They weren’t extremely wealthy, at most slightly better off than the average family. But his mom always managed to act like a noblewoman, looking down on everyone with her nose in the air.

He used to be pretty much a carbon copy of his mother, lawless and unreasonable. It wasn’t until this year, when he entered university and was put in his place by Jiang Yan, that he began to see reality, and so he improved a bit.

But because he had improved, seeing his mom gave him a headache. He couldn’t handle her and thus couldn’t let her meet Qi Lihong.

This thought surprised even Liu Wenhui. When he started dating in college, he only planned to have fun and never thought about being serious.

But his recent actions had clearly contradicted his initial intentions. Giving her a house, thinking about keeping her and his mom apart temporarily… it was temporary, which meant deep down he actually wanted them to meet, just not yet.

The situation seemed a bit tricky!

Liu Wenhui furrowed his brows.

However, upon hearing his reasoning, Qi Lihong’s eyes suddenly lit up, and the gloom that had weighed on her heart all afternoon cleared away completely. She looked up at him, her eyes bright and clear.

This girl, too easy to coax.

Liu Wenhui knew very well that as long as he didn’t mention breaking up, she would believe anything he said.

But if that day really came… he didn’t know how to tell her, nor how she would react.

…

All the sisters from Dorm 303 had already gone home. Before leaving, they washed all the bedsheets and hung them on the balcony.

Mu Jiawen came over to collect them and also planned to close the windows.

After tidying everything up and cleaning the dorm once more, sweat beads had formed on her forehead, and her cheeks were tinged with a faint blush, making her skin look even more delicate and smooth.

As she was leaving, she happened to come across Xia Shi coming down the stairs with his luggage, causing him to take one look after another at Mu Jiawen.

Mu Jiawen ignored him. After several rebuffs, Xia Shi didn’t dare to pick on her anymore, so they were like water in their own channels, barely speaking to each other this semester.

As soon as she came downstairs, Mu Jiawen spotted Huangfu Yun and Kou Chuan standing under the tree by the road.

They saw her too and hurriedly waved to say hello.

“Are you guys leaving today?”

Both of them were wearing backpacks, and Huangfu Yun was also holding a travel bag, looking like they were heading to the train station.

“Yeah, the ten o’clock train. We’re waiting for Xia Shi. She’s on the same train as us and even in the same compartment, so we might as well go together,” one of them said.

Even though they were aware that Mu Jiawen and Xia Shi didn’t get along, they knew Mu Jiawen’s character well enough after spending so much time together; she wouldn’t mind such matters, so they explained it to her straightforwardly.

No sooner had they finished speaking than Xia Shi came out of the girls’ dormitory. Kou Chuan stepped forward, took the luggage from her hand, and helped to pull it outside.

“Mu Jiawen, I heard that the internet café at the gate is being turned into a computer shop. It’s opened by your boyfriend in partnership with a senior from the computer science department, right?”

The internet café was previously very popular, and Jing Junyang had gone to great lengths to buy it from the owner before starting to renovate ambitiously. Since some of the designs were proposed by Jiang Yan, he would check on the place now and then, and gradually, everyone found out.

Since it was not a secret, Mu Jiawen nodded openly, “Right.”

Huangfu Yun couldn’t help but ask, “Is your boyfriend’s family very rich? A second-generation rich kid?”