Chapter 208: Playing Along
Although something straight out of an idol drama had just happened on the bus, the other party was indeed quite composed. Until Gu Qinghuan got off, he didn’t make any further moves.
In fact, that boy got off even earlier than her. Qinghuan deliberately observed him after he got off, but didn’t notice anything unusual. Maybe his home really was near that stop.
Qinghuan didn’t dwell on it and simply went home and carried on as usual.
Yu Xin and Jiang Chuchu, on the other hand, were anxious to death, almost ready to call her directly to ask what happened.
Gu Qinghuan: [Relax, he hasn’t done anything yet.]
Jiang Chuchu: [Your mental state is really something else.]
Gu Qinghuan: [I just think, based on how I’ve been acting lately, Wei Xiao probably won’t rush things.]
After all, she had already made Wei Xiao do so much labor—he should have realized just how “dense” she was, right? In this situation, direct confession or obvious advances definitely wouldn’t work.
Yu Xin and Jiang Chuchu hesitated for a while, but could only accept the situation. Fortunately, Qinghuan was very clear-headed, which reassured them.
The next day was peaceful as well. Wei Xiao came as usual to act as her “assistant,” since there was still plenty of work to do.
Every year around the spring equinox, Mingde would choose a nice day to hold a spring outing. Students could choose whether to participate; those who didn’t would simply get a day off.
For this kind of group activity, most students were enthusiastic, so the student council responsible for organizing it was always extremely busy.
With Xia He as president, things were easier. This year, he directly opened a farm resort developed by the Xia family in the suburbs as the venue.
Naturally, Mingde didn’t need to cover expenses at the farm. But coordinating buses, preparing emergency supplies, confirming schedules—all that still fell to the student council.
Even Gu Qinghuan, the president’s secretary, was drafted by Bai Hanshan—after all, she had contacts for every council member!
At the full meeting, Bai Hanshan was amazed to learn she had even added the newcomers.
“They just arrived—how did you already add them?”
Qinghuan spread her hands. “The seniors recommended me to them, saying ‘ask Gu Qinghuan if you need anything.’ I feel like they’ve misunderstood something.”
The newcomers avoided eye contact. What the seniors actually said was: “Even if Qinghuan can’t solve it, she definitely knows who can.”
In any case, with her complete contact list, Bai Hanshan decisively assigned her to coordination.
Simply put: creating group chats, tracking each department’s progress, and chasing people for updates—a thankless job where one mistake could get you scolded.
Whether Qinghuan got scolded or not, Wei Xiao didn’t know. But he definitely wanted to scold her.
She had stuck a huge whiteboard on the office wall, listing every department’s tasks. Every noon she updated progress, and if anything lagged behind, she’d go remind them.
So the question was—who updated this giant board?
Of course, her “assistant,” Wei Xiao.
And Qinghuan said it all with a perfectly sincere tone:
“You’re tall, writing this is easy for you, right?”
“Your handwriting isn’t as nice as Chuchu’s, but it’s still pretty good.”
“This is a great way to understand the council’s work—it’ll help when you apply next time.”
“This part isn’t clear, please rewrite it—follow what I say.”
“Be more careful next time. Good thing I caught it early.”
“Thanks for your hard work! Want me to treat you to milk tea?”
Bai Hanshan, overhearing: How is she saying such blatant PUA lines so sincerely?!
Wei Xiao didn’t notice at all.
On one hand, there was no emotional manipulation—Qinghuan wasn’t trying to make him like her. She was simply making him work.
That was completely different from his own methods. His “PUA” was meant to make girls depend on him emotionally.
If Qinghuan ever compared herself to other girls or tried to draw his attention, he would notice immediately.
But in Qinghuan’s eyes, he was just free labor.
On the other hand, it was pure arrogance—Wei Xiao never imagined someone would try to manipulate him.
So despite being exhausted and wanting to curse her out, when he looked at the completed work on the board, he felt a strange sense of accomplishment.
At the same time, he felt Qinghuan was genuinely treating him as an assistant, seriously letting him learn the council’s work.
Maybe… instead of just getting the list, it would be better to truly join the council? That way, he could gain the trust of those people more effectively.
As he was thinking, his phone suddenly vibrated.
He picked it up, saw the sender “N” on the lock screen, and reflexively turned the screen off.
Glancing over and confirming Qinghuan was still busy messaging departments, he said, “I’m going to the restroom,” and quickly left.
In a quiet corner, he unlocked his phone.
N: [Proceed as planned tomorrow?]
Wei Xiao’s expression turned complicated, but after a moment, his eyes hardened.
[Proceed.]
No matter what, keeping Qinghuan as a fallback would be useful.
Besides, he really wanted to see her struggle and suffer.
N replied simply: [Okay.]
The next day at noon, after lunch, Qinghuan hurried toward the student council building when she saw a few boys pushing a somewhat familiar-looking boy into a secluded corner.
Qinghuan fell into thought.
Although she did like “standing up for justice,” they seemed to have misunderstood her badly.
She would never put herself in danger. In such an obvious outnumbered situation, how could she rush in alone?
At minimum, she’d report it to the teacher. Or just post on social media—she could summon a hundred people in minutes.
Not to mention the old “Plan B” group chat—she could snap a photo and call the police immediately.
Qinghuan sighed and followed.
No, she had to “go easy” on them—otherwise this whole act wouldn’t work.
As she approached, she heard the boys cursing in typical thug-like tones.
…Their accents were thick; she couldn’t quite understand. Something about forcing the boy to do something?
The familiar boy, however, spoke clearly and firmly:
“I already said, I don’t even know your girlfriend.”
Oh—relationship dispute.
Qinghuan stroked her chin. According to clichés, it must be that someone’s girlfriend or crush liked him, but he didn’t know.
So next step… he gets beaten out of jealousy?
Sure enough—
A curse rang out, followed by the dull sound of punches landing.
Her cue.
Qinghuan cleared her throat. She might not sing well, but when it came to volume, she was confident.
“STOP! What are you doing?!”
Her voice boomed like thunder, loud enough for people at the cafeteria entrance to hear.
Ji Tianxiao paused. “That sounded like the class monitor?”
Tao Shenxing nodded. “From the direction of the student council building, behind that block.”
Ai Ning, who was eating with them, immediately ran over, pulling out her phone:
[Something’s happening to the class monitor! Get over here! [Location shared]]
Troublemaker Squad: [?!]
Jiang Chuchu and Yu Xin exchanged looks.
Yu Xin hesitated. “Could this be… phase two?”
Jiang Chuchu immediately sent a voice message:
“Don’t go! Stop right there!!!”
