Chapter 64

That night, Li Jiawei still went back, which made Ning Yi somewhat depressed. Gu Ying also had to stay on campus temporarily because of what happened with Huang Shaoyu.

So Ning Yi could only stay alone in the empty room. He originally planned to go to Baoxing Nightclub to see if he could earn some experience, but after reading the news, he found out that Baoxing Nightclub was still temporarily closed.

Ning Yi checked the time and gave up on the idea of going to the underground bar to earn experience.

The next day was the minor exam, and with Li Jiawei's situation, even though Ning Yi was very confident, he still needed to maintain his best mental state to perform at his best.

Around ten o'clock, his phone rang; it was Li Jiawei.

"Are you asleep yet?" she asked, and faint music could be heard, indicating she was calling from her room.

"Already asleep, but you woke me up!" Ning Yi chuckled, "How are you going to compensate me?"

"Hmph, compensate you? You took advantage of me today, and it's already good that I'm not making you compensate me," Li Jiawei said irritably, her face turning red as she slapped her forehead. Oh no, why did she bring up that embarrassing incident?

Sure enough, as soon as she mentioned it, Ning Yi's mind was filled with the extremely alluring scene, his head heating up. It was impossible to resist; those big, soft, round, and tender mounds were too vivid in his memory.

If she had stayed the night, he might not have been able to control himself.

"Cough... Class President, you didn't call just to tease me, right?" Ning Yi tried to clear his mind and asked.

On the other end, Li Jiawei paused for a moment, then changed her tone and asked seriously, "Ning Yi, I'm asking you again, is your method really effective?"

"Definitely," Ning Yi replied firmly after a moment of hesitation.

Reflecting on it, what he said did sound unbelievable, no wonder Li Jiawei was so skeptical.

He added, "If anything goes wrong, I'll hand you the sharpened knife, and you can chop me anytime..."

"Who wants your thing," Li Jiawei spat, her face turning red, "I'm telling you, I've already talked to my parents. This time, it's my own choice. If I lose, I'll have to give up my lifelong happiness. So, if it doesn't work out and I'm forced to marry the Du family, I'll tell Du Wen that you slept with his fiancée, and he'll be marrying a second-hand woman."

Ning Yi was stunned. This was harsh. At that point, Du Wen would probably risk everything to fight him.

The next day was the minor exam, more accurately, the third mock exam organized by the school, which was much more formal than the previous ones. Ning Yi had failed the first two, but with his new identity, the situation was completely different.

In the morning, it was Chinese, and in the afternoon, it was Math. Ning Yi finished his exams early and came out, finding the difficulty level too low for him.

He estimated that he could score at least 260 out of 300, and the next day would be the foreign language and comprehensive subjects.

Having finished early, Ning Yi went to the Chongwen Pavilion to read. At this time, the Chongwen Pavilion was filled with first and second-year students.

From a distance, Ning Yi saw Du Ze sitting in their usual spot.

Ning Yi walked over confidently. When Du Ze saw him, he shuddered and was about to speak, but Ning Yi beat him to it, frowning, "Don't you know this is my seat?"

"Don't push me too far. Wait until my brother comes, and he'll deal with you," Du Ze said defiantly, but he still had a psychological shadow and subconsciously moved away from the seat. He then reached for his phone but slapped his head, remembering that his brother was still in the exam.

Soon, Guo Hui and others arrived, followed by Du Wen.

Seeing this, Du Ze hurried over, ready to complain.

Before he could speak, there were footsteps at the entrance of the reading room.

Du Wen turned around and saw Gao Baozhen and Li Jiawei, his face turning grim.

However, Li Jiawei didn't even look at him, walking past him and sitting opposite Guo Hui, not next to Ning Yi.

Guo Hui, seeing Li Jiawei so close, was stunned, his expression fluctuating.

In his heart, he still had feelings for Li Jiawei. Why should a fool like Du Wen be able to touch such a beautiful girl?

However, the Gu family was not as powerful as the Du family, and he himself was not as strong as Du Wen, so he could only glare helplessly.

Of course, they had the backing of the Ma family, but the Ma family was also trying to win over the Du family, so they didn't want the Gu and Du families to fight. Therefore, Guo Hui had to back down.

Now, seeing Li Jiawei sit next to him, he was nervous. What was she up to?

"What? Can't I sit here?" Li Jiawei seemed to read his thoughts and asked coldly.

Guo Hui's mouth twisted, and he shrugged, "Of course, Miss Li, you can sit wherever you want."

"Good!" Li Jiawei replied calmly.

"Guo Hui, move aside," Du Wen said bluntly, walking over with Du Ze and two lackeys.

Guo Hui frowned. In front of so many people, Du Wen was being so direct again. This was too much.

If he backed down again, how would people in the school view him? How would his followers view him?

"This is my seat. If you want me to move, you need to give me a reason," Guo Hui finally understood why Li Jiawei sat in front of him. She was trying to shift the blame, knowing he couldn't lose face.

"Stop talking nonsense. Move if I tell you to, why so much fuss?" Du Ze's voice grew louder.

Damn! Guo Hui was furious. Just now, he saw Du Ze run away like a scared dog when Ning Yi scared him, but now he was so confident against him.

Looking at Du Wen, who had his hands in his pockets and his nose high, it was clear he was sure of himself.

Damn! So what if he's at the fifth level of Qi cultivation? Guo Hui forced down his anger and managed a faint smile, standing up, "It's you, Young Master Wen."

He deliberately glanced at Li Jiawei, his eyes flickering, and said slowly, "Young Master Wen and Class President Li are engaged. I, an outsider, should step aside. Please sit."

"Scared of him, just admit it. Why say such insincere words? Don't you feel disgusted?" Li Jiawei mocked.

Guo Hui's body shook, the anger in his chest rising to his throat.

Too harsh!

But he couldn't retaliate. Who knew if the brainless Du Wen would start a fight, which would be a laughingstock.

"Alright, Young Master Hui, I appreciate your gesture. Please move aside," Du Wen said, frowning.

Guo Hui glared and obediently moved away.

Du Wen sat down, but before his butt touched the chair, Li Jiawei reached out, "Wait a moment."

"What?" Du Wen was irritated. They had planned to meet at a hotel to discuss the engagement, but he waited all day for nothing. It turned out Li Jiawei had run away.

This was unbearable. The first time, Li Jiawei dodged him and even changed classes, which already made him furious.

If not for the fear of the Du family's power, he would have been a laughingstock in the school.

This time, the Du family had agreed, but he was fooled again. Fortunately, the news hadn't spread to the school yet, or his face would be completely lost.

"What do you mean, Li Jiawei?" Du Wen asked, suppressing his anger.

"What? Are you going to hit a weak girl?" Li Jiawei said calmly.

"If you keep being unreasonable, I'll come and go as I please, even to your Li family, hmpf..."

"Those are your words. Today, in front of everyone, Du Wen, after the minor exam tomorrow, we'll have a martial arts match at the martial arts hall. If you lose, you'll step aside when you see me and stop shamelessly saying you want to marry me. If you win, I, Li Jiawei, will obediently get engaged to you. How about that?"

Li Jiawei's voice was clear, and everyone in the Chongwen Pavilion heard it clearly.

Du Wen was stunned but then overjoyed, "Alright, Li Jiawei, this is your word. Tomorrow afternoon, at the martial arts hall."

He knew Li Jiawei's background clearly. She was at the third level of Qi cultivation, far below his fifth level. If he couldn't beat her, the Du family name would be a joke.

Staring at Li Jiawei's high, firm peaks, he thought viciously: Bitch, I'll show you what I'll do to you after I win!

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