"Aiyo, our top student Qiyin!" Wang Ke laughed and came over, hugging (in a friendly manner between boys) his neck, shouting, "Brother, please let me treat you to a meal!"

Qi Yan smiled and dodged Wang Ke's hand, saying, "Alright, I'll treat you to a meal. But I need a favor from you."

"Wang Ke pouted slightly with some regret, 'There's no reason to go to the Three Treasures Hall for trivial matters...' However, he quickly resumed his nonchalant appearance, 'Anyway, let's forget about the meal. It's normal for brothers to help each other out. So, tell me, what do you need your brother to do?'"

"There's nothing much, just saw a friend being stopped by some street hoodlums, so I asked a few brothers for help to scare them off."

"How big of a deal is it? Leave it to me!"

After discussing with Wang Ke, Qi Yan walked towards the nearby alley. True to his reputation as the "gang leader" in school, with just a wave of his hand, all the male classmates who were buying food on the snack street rushed over. The scene was so grand that anyone who didn't know would have thought something significant was happening.

Du Fengyang is not an ordinary street thug; he is a hired enforcer for the enemies in the market. However, no matter how skilled he is, seeing the overwhelming numbers on Qi Yan's side, he couldn't help but be startled and immediately ran without saying a word.

Qi Yan hailed Wang Ke and dispersed the others. He threw two hundred bucks at Wang Ke and told him to treat his buddies to a meal. Wang Ke accepted with a smile and discreetly glanced at Feng Yangao, who was leaning against the wall. Then, he left with his men.

Only Qi Yan and Feng Yang'ao were left. Qi Yan turned around and saw that although Feng Yang'ao had been slightly injured, it was not particularly serious.

"How are you?" Qi Yan walked over and helped him up, "You didn't get hurt badly, did you?"

"No." Feng Yang proudly replied in a low voice, "Let me borrow your phone for a moment."

"You've been robbed." Qi Yan said with a serious expression as he took out his phone and handed it to Feng Yangao: "Don't make any long-distance calls."

Fengyang Ao glanced up unexpectedly and picked up the phone. Then, she lowered her gaze and dialed a familiar number.

From the moment Qi Yan took the phone from him, he took a few steps back and turned around, refusing to look at him making the phone call. This gesture made Feng Yang inexplicably appreciate him.

[Male Lead's favorability towards Qi Yan +5, current favorability: 5]

Five minutes later, Feng Yangao gazed at the distant figure of Qi Yan, standing upright, and shouted, "Okay."

"Did you make any long-distance calls? I'm running out of phone bill." Qiyuan took back his mobile phone, feeling a bit worried, and asked again.

Feng Yangao's lips curled up slightly, seemingly mocking. However, it quickly disappeared, and a bright light flashed in his eyes, saying, "I'm going for the long haul."

"What?" Qi Yan frowned and glanced at his phone, wanting to check his phone expenses. However, he realized that it wasn't appropriate to do so in this situation, so he could only glare at Feng Yang proud for a moment before quickly retracting his gaze when Feng looked back at him.

"Why, are you so short on money?"

"You mind your own business," Qi Yan casually replied, "Are you from our school?"

"You mind your own business." Feng Yang Ao Xin's expression seemed fine as he retorted back at Qi Yan in his own words, displaying a somewhat frivolous demeanor that resembled a dandy from a television drama.

Qi Yan ignored him and turned around without saying another word, ready to leave. Feng Yangao watched his resolute figure from behind, dumbfounded.

"Hello."

"Hey! You idiotic kid!"

"Dammit! I'm calling you!"

In a moment of excitement, Feng Yang's sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth, reopening the wound and causing a sharp pain to shoot through him, making him gasp for breath. When he raised his head again, the young man with a group of cronies who had pretended to be tough to save him was nowhere to be seen.

"F*ck!" Feng Yangao touched the swollen corner of his mouth and cursed again in frustration.

Walking out of the alley, leaning against the corner of the wall, I came face to face with a cheap-looking snack street, while to the south was a small residential area surrounded by several buildings.

Feng Yangao knew this place well. It was the most famous dormitory at A University, and he had graduated from there two years ago.

Just a few years since I last came here, there have been significant changes in some places, including this snack street that didn't even exist back then. So when he was surrounded here, he actually thought he had lost his way and couldn't find the place.

So, what you're saying is that this little pretty face is a student here?

Feng Yang proudly curved his lips into a slight smile and pulled out the latest model of this year's smartphone, which had already been shattered, from his pocket. He played with it in his hand.

So much for positioning myself, why are those idiots so slow?

Thinking like this, a black extended Lincoln quickly drove over from a distance and stopped in front of him. Then, a few men in black clothes rushed out of the car and bowed to him in unison.

"Alright, alright! Quickly find out which grandson dared to plot against me!"

Disregarding the amazed gazes of passersby, Feng Yang proudly boarded the car and instructed the driver to start driving.

The car slowly started, and Feng Yang arrogantly looked out the window, his expression obscure. The people in the car didn't dare to say much, and the atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

Suddenly, Feng Yangao, who was leaning against the back of the chair, sat up and stared blankly at the window.

The young man held a bag of medicine, and because it was wrapped in plastic, it was unclear what it contained. However, the cotton balls and alcohol inside were clear as day. He looked ahead and hurriedly walked towards that narrow alley, his fair face slightly flushed from his brisk pace. The loose strands of hair on his forehead danced with his movements, adding a touch of charm to his appearance.

The words "Stop the car" were about to be shouted out, but the next second, they got stuck in the throat.

The car gradually moved forward, and the figure of the young man had long disappeared. Fengyang Ao continued to lean back in the seat, closing his eyes, lost in his thoughts.

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When Qi Yan returned, Feng Yangao was no longer there.

Male lead's favorability towards Qi Yan has increased by 5 points. The current favorability is 10 points.

Qi Yan glanced at the first aid supplies he was holding in his hand, shrugged indifferently, and turned back to the dormitory.

In the following days, Qi Yan continued to live his fulfilling and enjoyable life as a soon-to-be graduate student. He made the most of each day, occasionally visiting Wenxin. During this time, he would inevitably go through moments of both intimacy and distance with Wenruo. There was a moment when Qi Yan was worried that she might be experiencing some kind of mental distress.

In school, there are occasional rumors about Wenruo, and the subject of these rumors is always the same: rich young masters.

Then, Wenruo will come to explain, plaintively telling Qiyu that those were just rumors spread by others, and Wenruo and Qiyu only met a few times.

However, some things are indeed true. Wenruo's image at school is that of a gentle and adorable little white rabbit. She has a good reputation among the girls, and she is not difficult to get along with, unlike those popular school goddess types. On the contrary, her gentle and docile nature makes her quite popular among the girls. Moreover, in today's society, girls are all about flirting with other girls, so her non-controversial personality is even more sought after.

There is no need to mention the boys, but Wenruo is a year younger than herself. Classmates from the same year often say things like how cute Wenruo is, and there is a constant stream of confession attempts.

But it seems that not many people in the school know about the fact that Qi Yan and Wen Ruo were childhood sweethearts.

This is Wenruo's excellence. She won't let others know that she is too close to any boy, otherwise she would lose a lot of resources.

In the end, Wen Ruo is merely utilizing her own setting to fulfill her own desires.