Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 910 - 911 Toxic Fatherly Love 43

Chapter 910: Chapter 911 Toxic Fatherly Love 43

"Zhang Yu." Liu Hui thought for a moment but still decided to give it a try.

Even if the chances are slim, he couldn’t just let it go.

Zhang Yu had already noticed Liu Hui staring at her for a while. She just didn’t take it to heart or pay any attention.

At first, she thought he’d just keep staring like that. Unexpectedly, at the last moment, he actually spoke up.

"What’s the matter?" Zhang Yu turned around to look at him.

"I, I just haven’t congratulated you on getting into F University." In Liu Hui’s mind, F University was the ideal school. But it was just a dream—he knew he couldn’t get in.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yu had scored well enough to actually make it into F University.

"Thank you." Zhang Yu accepted his congratulations. She hadn’t intended to ask, but after thinking for a moment, she said, "Which university did you get into?"

In her past life, Liu Hui had only managed to get into a decent university with the original protagonist’s help. This time, with his grades declining so much, she wondered how he’d done.

Liu Hui really didn’t want to mention the school he’d been admitted to. "I got into a vocational college."

"No need to mention the name of the school." Liu Hui said bitterly.

Zhang Yu simply made a sound of acknowledgment. "Work hard. You can always transfer to a regular college from a vocational one."

She was genuinely offering a bland and general word of encouragement without much thought. However, when these words landed in Liu Hui’s ears, they immediately took on another meaning.

"Would you... would you wait for me?" Liu Hui felt that Zhang Yu trying to reassure him meant that maybe she liked him?

What? "Wait for you?" Zhang Yu chuckled. "You think I’d like you?"

"Isn’t that the case?" Liu Hui straightened his back. "I’m actually pretty great, you know."

"Great how?"

"For instance, you and Feng Min scheming against me?"

"You, someone with ulterior motives, whose grades are this bad, you think we live in the same world?"

"And you should know from what Feng Min told you about my family’s situation. Compare it to your family’s circumstances—do you really think I’d like you?"

"What about you could I possibly like?"

"Is it because you’re handsome? Or because you’re good at charming girls?"

"Is it because you’re generous, always spending money like it’s nothing?"

"Or is it because you come from a privileged family?"

"Or maybe you’re an athletic star?"

"Or is it because you’re capable enough to find a good job after graduation?"

Hah, in her previous life, this guy had no shortage of ways to manipulate the original protagonist. Now, of course, she wouldn’t hold back—she was throwing everything back at him.

Liu Hui stumbled back a few steps. He hadn’t expected Zhang Yu to know this much. "You—how do you know I know Feng Min?"

"If you don’t want people to know, you shouldn’t do it in the first place. You don’t honestly think City S is that big, that I’d never run into the two of you, do you?"

"Since I know you and Feng Min are connected, and that you’re close, of course, I’d never get involved with you."

"Also, my grandmother fell ill during summer vacation, and that’s when Wu Hao started scheming against me." Zhang Yu knew Liu Hui wasn’t having an easy time now.

Judging by the clothes he was wearing, which he’d bought last year, and the faint smell clinging to him, every indication was that his current life wasn’t going well at all.

People who are struggling are often the most extreme. Letting him know he once had the chance for a better life, but lost it due to Wu Hao and his wife, might just drive him further into despair.

Just as Zhang Yu expected, when Liu Hui realized the reason for his failures, his fists clenched. "If—if Feng Min wasn’t around, would we have ended up together?"

"There’s no ’if.’"

"I would never be with someone who schemed against me. My mother was tricked by Wu Hao, and that’s why she died young."

"Do you think there’s any chance of that happening?" Zhang Yu turned and walked toward the school gate, hailing a cab before leaving.

Liu Hui stared after the taxi until even its rear bumper disappeared. Frustrated, he started cursing loudly. "Feng Min, you screwed me over!"

If Feng Min hadn’t interfered, and he’d just ended up simply getting together with Zhang Yu, wouldn’t he have had a shot at getting into a better university?

More importantly, Zhang Yu’s family’s situation wasn’t ordinary. The rental income alone was substantial.

Even if his parents didn’t care for him as their son, he wouldn’t have to worry about struggling in life.

His life shouldn’t have turned out this way. He should’ve been living brightly, admired by everyone around him.

Standing at the school gate, Liu Hui started shouting and arguing with himself, drawing curious stares from passersby. Even his classmates didn’t step in to calm him down.

"What’s wrong with him?" someone asked, puzzled.

"He didn’t do well on the college entrance exams—got into a vocational college." Someone in the know, always eager to share, revealed.

The crowd of onlookers was baffled. "Isn’t getting into a vocational college still something?"

"He used to say Zhang Yu liked him, chased after him, hoped he’d tutor her in her studies."

"Oh, him." When Zhang Yu’s name came up, almost everyone from this high school knew at least a bit about her.

"He’s losing it." People around nodded in agreement. "Zhang Yu got into F University, while he only landed in a vocational college."

The gap between them wasn’t minor. Anyone in his shoes would break down.

Soon, word about Zhang Yu and Liu Hui’s situation spread among the lower grades, even reaching many teachers’ ears.

Thanks to the colleagues whose kids attended this high school, Wu Hao and his wife’s workplace quickly learned that the daughter Wu Hao had abandoned achieved stellar grades and got into F University.

This news drew brief sighs of amazement, but what really intrigued people was learning that Feng Min had been scheming against Zhang Yu since Zhang Yu entered high school.

When this piece of information spread, everyone took a sharp breath. At first, they’d just thought Feng Min was terrifying for plotting against Zhang Yu.

Now, learning she’d started targeting the girl so early, their eyes held even greater contempt. Feng Min’s reputation at work hit a new low.

No one wanted to become a stepping stone for Feng Min’s promotion. When Feng Min discovered the source of these rumors, she was so furious she could rival an angry pufferfish.

"I don’t care. Zhang Yu is your daughter. You must handle this for me!" Feng Min demanded that Wu Hao go find Zhang Yu and restore her reputation.

Wu Hao looked at Feng Min’s shameless demeanor and directly went back to his room. Feng Min, seeing his attitude, could no longer suppress her fury.

She barged into the bedroom and started another massive fight with Wu Hao. They used to restrain themselves somewhat, but now they no longer cared and just let loose whenever they felt bad.

Wu Jian and Wu Min, both in their rooms working on practice questions, heard the commotion outside and sighed simultaneously before putting on their headphones.

They were already used to their parents’ intense fights and could calmly continue their studies, pretending not to hear anything.

Wu Jian, though, had grown truly weary of coming back home. His parents argued all day, or if not, they obsessively monitored his academic performance, which was exhausting for him.

Not to mention living under the constant scrutiny of his sister. That cold, piercing gaze made him always feel like she might suddenly lash out.

"No matter how I score on the college entrance exams, I must move away for university," Wu Jian resolved. He knew many people preferred staying in City S for school, not wanting to leave their hometown.

In the past, he’d also never considered leaving, thinking he’d miss home.

Now, his only wish was to escape this place, to study far away, and, if possible, to settle down there for work.

Wu Min overheard his words but pretended not to. If she could, she also wanted to leave this house.

Sometimes, she wondered why, if their parents had no feelings for each other anymore, they didn’t just divorce. At least the home wouldn’t be so full of constant shouting.