Qin Nanyu, "???"
Ji Weitian, "???"
Qin Nanyu, "!!!"
Ji Weitian, "!!!"
Qin Nanyu, "Speak human language!"
Ji Weitian let out a long sigh, "You're the one who just said you didn't want to hear another word from me."
Qin Nanyu, "..."
Once again, he found himself at a loss for words.
A throbbing pain pulsed in his temples, with a voice in his head suggesting he keep away from this woman for a long and healthy life.
Ji Weitian finally realized he hadn't seen through her insult towards him; he seemed lost. She quickly walked to the front, "The library's location has changed. Go through the central teaching building ahead, then keep going a bit further and you'll be there."
As it was nearing class time, Ji Weitian led Qin Nanyu on the path to the library, encountering many students.
Jiangcheng University was a university of electronic information engineering. In the minds of most classmates, Qin Nanyu, the president of Qin Technology Group, was not only an outstanding alumnus but also a god-like figure.
Someone recognized Qin Nanyu and immediately approached with a book, asking for his signature.
The first encouraged a second, and then a third, a fourth, a fifth...
Before Ji Weitian could react, they were surrounded by a large group, each pushing towards Qin Nanyu, those who couldn't move closer simply stood at the edges declaring their admiration.
"Young Master Yu, you're my male idol, you're so handsome!"
"I bought all the financial magazines you were a guest on, you're my idol, and I want to become a person like you in the future!"
"I'm also in the information major. The photo above my bed besides Warren Buffet is of you!"
"..."
The crowd grew larger, and Ji Weitian was almost pushed to the outside, clutching Qin Nanyu's arm and leading him through, diligently playing the role of bodyguard, "Everyone, please step aside. President Qin's seminar hasn't started yet. If you have any questions, please ask them at the seminar..."
Ji Weitian's words were ignored.
She felt like a manager leading an artist while being collectively ignored by fans.
However, she had it worse than a manager. Which high-profile artist nowadays didn't go out fully equipped or bring along a few robust bodyguards?
"Can't you make a big CEO entrance, with a few bodyguards, when you go out?" Ji Weitian finally squeezed to the front of Qin Nanyu, opening a path for him while gritting her teeth.
Qin Nanyu threw her a mocking glance, "Bringing bodyguards to school, do you think these kids are as easy to ignite as you?"
Ji Weitian, "..."
Ji Weitian couldn't refute. Qin Nanyu already reached out, lifting her small frame behind him, turning to face the enthusiastic students, his voice, deep and melodious, like a cello, "Please make way."
With just five simple words, a path magically appeared in front of him, far more effortlessly than Ji Weitian's previous shouting, and the two smoothly left the crowded circle.
In a daze, Ji Weitian heard someone behind them excitedly shouting, "Young Master Yu is so handsome, so gentle, and his voice is so nice. If only I could marry him—"
This classmate, your thinking is quite dangerous!
However, Qin Nanyu's attitude toward the students did slightly change Ji Weitian's opinion of him; this person wasn't entirely without merits.
As soon as they reached the lounge, Ji Weitian quickly grabbed the itinerary to check the time. The next second, Qin Nanyu suddenly spoke faintly, "Miss Ji, please pour a glass of water."