46: What happened in Chapter 46? The "simp" has stopped licking!

What Shen Youchu was afraid of wasn't losing Qin Feng as a person.

Rather, she was afraid of losing that feeling of being unconditionally fawned over.

She was afraid of losing that "allowance" that would always arrive on time every month.

Although the money wasn't much, that sense of superiority from controlling everything was what she enjoyed the most.

Now, Qin Feng wasn't fawning over her anymore.

Her heart felt like it had a hole in it, which was even more painful than losing three thousand yuan.

She grabbed Murong Zhe's sleeve in a panic, as if clutching at a final straw.

"Ah Zhe, tell me... what is going on? Is he really angry? Is he really done with me?"

Looking at her tear-streaked face, Murong Zhe felt a surge of protectiveness.

At the same time, he was losing face himself.

He had just declared that he would plead for Qin Feng, but the guy hadn't even paid him any mind.

He had to regain his dignity!

He cleared his throat, put on the deep, serious look of a relationship expert, and patted the back of Shen Youchu's hand.

"Youchu, don't panic, listen to me."

"You're still too naive; you can't see through these little tricks men play."

Murong Zhe smiled pretentiously, his tone firm.

"He's not angry; he's playing hard to get with you!"

"Playing hard to get?"

Shen Youchu was stunned; clearly, this term was beyond her understanding.

"That's right!"

Murong Zhe raised his voice, as if he were a sage who saw through everything.

"Think about it, how long has he been fawning over you? Three whole years!"

"Three years of feelings, three years of habits—can they just be broken like that?"

"Impossible!"

"This is a classic 'push-pull' technique!"

"First, he pushes you away to make you feel insecure and flustered."

"Then he pulls you back in, so he can occupy a more important place in your heart!"

The more Murong Zhe spoke, the more he felt his analysis made sense; he was basically a modern-day Sherlock Holmes.

"All his coldness and ruthlessness today are just an act! It's all a performance!"

"The goal is to attract your attention! To make you shift your focus from me back to him!"

"This is a very low-level male mating strategy; he thinks this will make you care about him more."

"Heh, how childish!"

Shen Youchu listened in a daze, the sparkle gradually returning to her eyes.

That's right! It must be like that!

She recalled the past three years, the way Qin Feng had been completely obedient to her.

If she wanted cake from the south of the city, Qin Feng would take a two-hour bus ride to buy it.

If her phone broke, Qin Feng would spend several months of his living expenses to get her the latest model.

If she casually mentioned liking a certain celebrity, Qin Feng would do everything possible to get a signed photo.

How could such a devoted simp who was so dedicated to her suddenly change?

It must be an act!

He must have been triggered by something during military training, or listened to some bad ideas from his good-for-nothing friends, and wanted to use this method to test me!

He wants me to take the initiative to care about him!

Hmph! In his dreams!

After this "professional" analysis and self-persuasion by Murong Zhe, Shen Youchu instantly recovered to full health.

The panic in her heart was swept away, replaced by a sense of offended anger and even stronger self-confidence.

"Right! You're absolutely right! He must be playing the 'hard to get' game!"

She straightened her back, the fragility on her face vanished, and she turned back into that high-and-mighty queen.

"He thinks he can manipulate me like this? What a delusional fantasy!"

"I, Shen Youchu, am his white moonlight, the goddess he will kneel and fawn over forever! How dare he play mind games with me?"

Murong Zhe nodded with satisfaction on the side, constantly agreeing.

"Exactly! He doesn't even look at what level he's at, daring to show off in front of you."

"Youchu, listen to me. To deal with this kind of man, you absolutely cannot let him succeed!"

"Let's leave now and leave him hanging here!"

"The more you act like you don't care, the more flustered he will be."

"Once he can't hold it together anymore, within three days, he will definitely come running to beg for your forgiveness while crying!"

Shen Youchu was completely convinced.

She felt that Murong Zhe was simply her soulmate, the person in this world who understood her the best.

"Okay! I'll listen to you! Let's go! I want to see how long he can hold out!"

She raised her head like a proud peacock and turned to walk toward that flashy Porsche.

However, before getting in the car, she was still a bit uneasy and turned back to ask one thing.

"Ah Zhe, then... what if after a few days he's still angry and doesn't come to find me?"

Murong Zhe smiled with confidence, opened the car door, and made a "please" gesture.

"Then we'll just do it again."

"At that time, you don't need to say anything; just stand here and give him a way out."

"Don't worry, for a simp like him, as long as you give him a look, he will wag his tail and obediently continue being your simp."

Qin Feng returned to the training ground, instantly attracting everyone's gaze.

Before he could even stand still, Liu Wei and Li Lang, like two cats smelling fish, were the first to dash over.

"Brother Feng! Awesome!"

Liu Wei's face was flushed with excitement as he lowered his voice.

"Damn, Brother Feng, that 'I couldn't ask for more' line you said earlier was just incredibly cool!"

"I swear, I wanted to kowtow to you right then and there!"

"What is domineering charisma? This is what you call domineering charisma!"

Li Lang was also full of admiration; the expression he looked at Qin Feng with was like looking at a god descending to earth.

"Brother Feng, you've really vented our frustration for all of us male compatriots!"

The other freshmen in the formation were also chattering and discussing among themselves.

"I used to think the rumors were wrong, that Qin Feng wasn't a simp, but today I believe it!"

"Has Qin Feng changed his ways? Finally stopped being a simp?"

"What simp? Those were all rumors! How could a stand-up man like Brother Feng be a simp!"

"Exactly! Qin Feng is so awesome; it's she who didn't cherish him!"

In this hormone-overloaded military camp.

The smooth, fluid sequence of actions Qin Feng just pulled off was practically a living "Straight Man's Self-Rescue Manual."

He not only cut off the past but also gave a vivid, practical lesson to all his compatriots who were stuck in the "simp" quagmire or were about to fall into it.

This move, this move really opened up the perspective!

Qin Feng didn't feel much about this flattery; he had just done what he was supposed to do.

Be a simp?

What kind of international joke is that?

Those two words simply don't exist in his life's dictionary.

Just then, the scorching sun made the chatter gradually die down.

Too tired! Too hot!

With the energy to talk, it would be better to save it and take a few more breaths.

"Was that your girlfriend earlier?"

Li Qingxue suddenly spoke up, her voice very soft, but Qin Feng heard it clearly.

Qin Feng didn't even frown, his tone crisp and decisive.

"No."

Two words, iron-clad and resolute.

He paused, seemingly feeling that it wasn't clear enough, and added another sentence.

"Just an irrelevant person."

Hearing this, Li Qingxue felt relieved.

"Then do you have a girlfriend?"

As soon as these words left her mouth, she regretted it.