"Xinran, why are you rushing off like that? Wait up!"

"Honestly, you’ve never been this eager before. What’s gotten into you tonight?"

"Hmm… There must be some secret behind this."

The trio of dorm sisters exchanged glances, all thinking the same thing: Ye Xinran had been acting *way* too strange lately.

She’d sit alone on her bed, grinning at thin air. She’d roll around with her teddy bear like a kid. And now? She was *volunteering* to help the student council?

When things get weird, there’s always a reason. Ye Xinran was definitely hiding something.

…Wait. Could this be about that freshman, Cheng Hao again?

Their eyes flicked to the campus beauty beside them. "Xinran…" one ventured carefully. "Is… is Cheng Hao there too?"

"Yeah. But how did you know?"

Ye Xinran blinked her bright, dewy eyes, long lashes quivering slightly as she stared at them, genuinely puzzled.

She hadn’t told anyone about asking Cheng Hao to help. How could they possibly—?

The trio facepalmed in unison. *Seriously?*

She was the student council president in name only—basically hands-off—and suddenly she’s *eager* to help? If they didn’t see the obvious, they’d be idiots.

Their doubts vanished instantly.

*Of course* she was being proactive. It was *always* about Cheng Hao…

But seriously, Miss High-and-Mighty Campus Queen—could you at least *pretend* to have some dignity? What happened to your icy goddess persona?

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**School Auditorium**

Cheng Hao trudged under a stack of props, sweat beading on his forehead. *What did I ever do to deserve this?*

He’d finally escaped Ye Xinran’s clutches, ready to flop onto his dorm bed and become a couch potato for life. Then this afternoon—bam!—someone tracked him down, claiming the school *specifically requested* his help.

Cheng Hao was baffled. He wasn’t even in the student council! Who’d be dumb enough to single *him* out?

*Targeted. This is 100% targeted.*

With rumors about him and Ye Xinran swirling everywhere, someone was bound to take a shot at him.

"If I find out who’s behind this," Cheng Hao muttered through gritted teeth, "I’ll show you *exactly* why flowers are red."

He was the only freshman among the student council’s upperclassmen helpers. Naturally, all eyes drifted to him.

Lately, he’d become infamous. At Donghai University, few didn’t recognize the rumored boyfriend of the campus queen. Curiosity was inevitable.

But it wasn’t just curiosity. Senior girls kept shooting him smoldering looks. One bold soul even licked her lips slowly, bending over "accidentally" to flash her panties—clearly sending signals.

Cheng Hao felt no excitement. Only dread.

He was a lamb surrounded by tigers. Those senior girls eyed him with greedy hunger, thrilled at the thought of stealing the campus queen’s man.

Of course, his looks didn’t help. At Donghai, no one had seen a student more handsome than Cheng Hao.

Even his haters never claimed he and Ye Xinran were mismatched. No "flower on cow dung" jokes. Deep down, they admitted: *Looks-wise, they’re a perfect match.*

"Junior…" A sultry voice cut through his thoughts. A senior in a scandalously short skirt and blood-red lipstick sidled up. "Where’s your campus queen girlfriend? Not keeping you company?"

Cheng Hao turned—and froze.

It wasn’t her face that stunned him. She was deliberately bent forward, and from his angle… he saw a deep, shadowed valley between her breasts.

*So… huge!!!* His brain short-circuited.

Panic flashed across his face. He stumbled back two steps, swallowed hard, and stammered, "S-senpai, you’re mistaken… She’s not my girlfriend."

"Eh? Naughty boy~" The senior’s lips curled into a knowing smirk. Her eyes glinted like she’d seen right through him. "Denying your girlfriend? Planning something… *wicked* with me?"

???

Cheng Hao’s mind went blank.

*What the hell?! You’re the one hitting on ME!*

He wanted to cry. *What’s wrong with the seniors here? Did they crawl out of a cave? Throwing themselves at me like I’m some romance novel protagonist?*

Forcing a polite smile, he edged away. "Senpai, I really don’t— If you’ll excuse me, I have work to do."

He turned to flee—but a manicured hand snagged his sleeve.

"No cat resists temptation, junior. I *get* it." Her golden waves tumbled over bare shoulders, radiating heat. Thick lashes, hypnotic eyes, full lips—every inch screamed seduction.

Before he could react, a card was pressed into his palm.

"Vienna Hotel. Room 69. Tonight. Don’t be late~" She covered her mouth, giggling. Stealing the campus queen’s man thrilled her—but honestly? Cheng Hao’s face was the real reason. She wasn’t *that* easy.

(Well… unless she *wanted* to be.)

"N-no, I—" Cheng Hao stood paralyzed. Then his eyes locked onto a familiar figure striding toward them.

Ye Xinran.

Her gaze—sharp enough to kill—was fixed on the senior girl practically glued to Cheng Hao’s side.

A wave of guilt crashed over him. *Wait—I didn’t do anything!*

*Senpai, let me explain! It’s not what you think!*

…Why was he even *thinking* of explaining to Ye Xinran?

Before he could untangle his panic, Ye Xinran arrived.

Arms crossed over her chest, brows icy with disdain, she swept a dismissive glance over the sultry senior.

Her voice was glacial, detached.

"What do you think you’re doing?"