67: Chapter 67 You Have to Drink Whether You Want to or Not! Public Flirting

"Oh my! Are you actually being picky with me?" Jiang Jinyue shoved the coffee toward his face. "Are you going to drink it or not?"

Tang Luochuan quickly leaned back against his chair, resting his hands behind his head. "Not drinking!"

"Tang Luochuan!!" Jiang Jinyue stood up immediately, holding the coffee out to his lips. "You have to drink it whether you like it or not. Drink it for me!"

"Look at what you've done to the straw!"

"You're still being picky? Your skin is thicker than a city wall." Jiang Jinyue patted his chest and placed the straw against his lips. "Drink! Hurry up and drink!"

Tang Luochuan gently held her waist, dodging the straw she was pushing toward him, absolutely refusing to open his mouth.

The two of them flirted just like that.

It left the people around them completely stunned.

The Jiang Jinyue of the past was never like this...

The male student in the front row secretly looked back, his eyes wide, forgetting to even move the pen in his hand.

The classmate next to him also leaned over and whispered, mouthing the words: "That's Jiang Jinyue, right? Is it?"

The boy nodded vigorously. "Obviously..."

"How did she become like this? Didn't she... didn't she hate talking?"

"That's probably just because she didn't like talking to us."

"Damn, do you think... it's possible Tang Luochuan hasn't slept with her yet?"

"Definitely, definitely hasn't! How could our goddess..."

The boys all knew in their hearts that since they were already living together, how could it be possible that nothing had happened?

But no one wanted to believe it.

Especially seeing Tang Luochuan's hand on her waist, they wanted nothing more than to rush over, chop that hand off, and protect Jiang Jinyue behind them.

It wasn't just them; more than half the class was secretly peeking in their direction.

In the past, Jiang Jinyue had always been a loner in class, sitting at her desk either reading or doing problems, her face always expressionless. Let alone bickering or acting coquettishly, even getting her to say a few extra words was difficult.

The boys who wanted to strike up a conversation were all scared off by her cold, unapproachable demeanor, and the girls felt she was too aloof to approach easily, watching her from afar as if she were the moon in the sky—beautiful but unreachable.

But now, who could have imagined that the cold Goddess Jiang would be bickering with Tang Luochuan, blushing, reaching out to pat him, and showing the coy behavior of a young girl?

A few girls in the back row huddled together, covering their mouths and giggling. "So sweet~"

"My boyfriend would never be like that."

"You're dating?"

"Yeah!"

"You're silly, why didn't you wait for Tang Luochuan?"

"Stop it, do you think I could wait for him?"

"University has only just begun. I think Tang Luochuan has a virginity complex, so don't give yourself away to your boyfriend so easily. Just wait; maybe one day when Tang Luochuan is free, he'll interact with a few of us."

"That makes sense!!"

When people are at their wit's end, they start fantasizing.

This was exactly the moment when everyone was at their wit's end—they couldn't chase after Jiang Jinyue, and they couldn't get close to Tang Luochuan.

The people involved, however, didn't care about the surrounding gazes at all. Seeing that Tang Luochuan refused to open his mouth no matter what, Jiang Jinyue simply grabbed his chin and forcibly pushed the straw toward his lips. "I'm counting to three. If you don't drink it, I'll pour this coffee all over your textbook! One—two—"

Tang Luochuan, with his chin held by her, looked at the girl with her nose wrinkled and her face puffed up in anger, feeling quite helpless.

"Drink!" He opened his mouth, clamped down on the straw, and took a small sip.

This scene drove the boys even crazier:

"He's actually being picky about it!?"

"The goddess's saliva! I'd be willing even if he spat it on my face."

Chen Hao was having an even bigger headache. "This SOB Tang Luochuan!"

"Who's cursing me??" Tang Luochuan immediately turned his head, and everyone quickly lowered their heads, pretending nothing had happened.

"Damn, I got excited and said it out loud!" Chen Hao stared intently at his textbook, quickly pretending to study.

He had recently joined a few groups, various campus activity groups.

He also discovered an interesting phenomenon: in other departments and other classes, people showed off what they should show off and envied what they should envy, living lives that were open and straightforward.

Only the boys in their class were unbelievably low-key, as if they were deliberately hiding things.

Take Chen Hao, Zhao Kai, and Sun Lei, the small group of wealthy kids in the class.

If they were in any other class, wouldn't they be posting limited-edition shoes every day, hugging their girlfriends while checking in at high-end restaurants, and showing off their exquisite lives on their Moments and class groups?

But in their class, these people rarely even updated their Moments, wanting to hide their little advantages deep in their bones.

Not long ago, Chen Hao's mother bought him an Armani jacket, costing over 6,000.

According to the usual "international convention," he had planned to take a few detail shots, ideally letting the price tag show just a little bit, and then post it with a caption like "Mom just bought it randomly, feels average," a display of feigned humility, waiting for a wave of envy.

But after pondering for a long time, just as he was about to edit his post, he casually checked the class group and saw someone had posted a screenshot of Senior Shen Muyan's Moments—Tang Luochuan had picked up a rolls-royce cullinan.

A celebratory delivery ceremony, an exquisite car key gift box, and a caption filled with sweetness that couldn't be hidden.

What was the point of playing now!!

This face-slapping plot was like a firecracker; the gunpowder had to be sufficient, and the paper had to be thick, only then would it be loud!

When ordinary people post a bowl of Lanzhou noodles or riding a shared bike, naturally no one would compare them to Tang Luochuan, nor would they think they were showing off.

But if he posted his Armani, someone would inevitably compare him to Tang Luochuan.

Because there really weren't any other powerful people left.

But the gap was simply too large, and he wasn't willing to do it.

"Luochuan, you... you picked up a rolls-royce cullinan, right?" Chen Hao, sitting not far away, couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked.

Tang Luochuan, who had just finished messing around with Jiang Jinyue, glanced at him, feeling a bit uncomfortable himself.

He hadn't posted on his Moments; it was Senior Shen Muyan who had posted it.

He wanted to be low-key too, but his strength wouldn't allow it.

"Er... yeah..." Tang Luochuan felt a bit awkward; anything he said now would be difficult to handle.

Admitting it high-profile was showing off; being low-key and evasive was being humble-bragging.

He didn't believe for a second that these people were just envious and admiring! What normal person wouldn't be jealous?

"Oh~~ That's great!"

"Hehe..."

An awkward and brief conversation ended.

"Yueyue, let's eat together later! The cafeteria has new dishes." A girl suddenly whispered.

"Yeah, let's go together!"

"Yueyue, I signed up for the Literature and Art Department. Senior Shen Muyan is leading us! You should join too! It'll be lively with everyone there."

Tang Luochuan only had two friends left, Zhou Qi and Zhang Ming.

But his wealth was exposed, which passively helped Jiang Jinyue make many friends.

"I haven't been to school for a few days; have you become this popular?"

Tang Luochuan was puzzled.

Jiang Jinyue smiled slightly at everyone. "Okay, thank you all."

But she knew in her heart that this wasn't about making friends with her; she didn't feel she was that approachable.

It wasn't just to use her as a stepping stone to get close to Tang Luochuan.

Especially the Literature and Art Department, where Senior Shen Muyan was also a member, now serving as the vice director.

By the time she reached her junior year, she would be the director. With Tang Luochuan's woman there, that department was already almost full.