Chapter 16 I Won’t Want Something Dirty

“Sorry, sorry—am I late?”
Fang Yan hurried into the library. Shiyu Bai looked up, glancing behind her. “Didn’t Su Niansheng come with you?”
“She’s busy, can’t make it. Let me sign in and do the homework for her. Leader, just give her part to me.”
As she spoke, the smile in the boy’s eyes vanished.
“No.”
“Huh?”
“In my team, no proxy sign-ins or homework. Must be present in person.”
“…”
Fang Yan felt like her three coconut chicken hotpots had been kicked over.
So strict?
Unnecessary, right?
It’s just an extracurricular assignment, no teacher supervising. She wanted to argue, but Shiyu Bai picked up his phone directly.
After solving the homework issue, Su Niansheng pulled up the covers, ready for a nap. Unexpectedly, her phone rang again.
This time, her name was circled prominently in the elective course group chat.
[ Shiyu Bai: Group projects require personal presence and completion. Otherwise, considered unparticipated, 0 credits @ Art Management 253 Su Niansheng ]
She read it, narrowing her eyes.
Shiyu Bai did this on purpose, right?
He even cares about proxy extracurricular assignments—routine stuff. No wonder he agreed to her joining the team—just to make things hard.
She originally wanted to quit the group, give up credits. But near the end of the semester, she planned to apologize to her family. If she didn’t finish the course, needing make-up classes would show no sincerity.
After thinking, she held back.
[ Leave my homework. I’ll come later. ]
“Leader, I finished my part—leaving first?”
“Mm.”
“Leader, bye!”
“Let’s go, lunch time!”
As noon approached, team members left one after another. Fang Yan packed her bag, curious about Shiyu Bai—done with tasks, still sitting upright, no intention of leaving.
“Leader, not leaving?”
“I need to organize more.”
“Okay, I’ll go first.”
She’d just left when a group of girls spotted Shiyu Bai from afar.
“Is that the president?”
“Such luck—met the president! Hurry over!”
Ring ring ring…
At twelve, Su Niansheng slowly left the dorm. By now, no one should be there, right?
Thinking so, she entered the library—seeing Shiyu Bai, a group of student council girls around him, plus a few roommates.
People in the lounge looked up at her.
A few girls, who’d smiled at Shiyu Bai, now pursed their lips—looking her up and down with subtle emotions.
“Su Niansheng—why is she here?”
“To chase the president, right? Art major—did she come to study?”
“Haha, she’s so energetic—chasing him every day, even skipping lunch. Unlike us STEM and Finance students, racing against time—no time for anything else.”
“That’s right—art majors don’t rely on strength, just looks…”
The campus belle is here?!
Cheng Hao saw her, eyes lighting up, turning to the boy beside him.
He said Su Niansheng and Shen Junxi pretended to be close on the soccer field—just a playing hard to get trick!
Shiyu Bai was impressive—just a little hint, and she came crawling back.
“Look, Shiyu Bai’s little tail is here!”
“So jealous—being chased by such a beauty every day!”
“What’s a beauty? Your goddess is just a simp in his eyes.”
A few roommates huddled, whispering—mockery and hostility oozing. Su Niansheng twitched her lips, turning to leave.
Unexpectedly, Shiyu Bai called her, “Su Niansheng, come here.”
His cold, distant voice held a commanding tone—freezing Su Niansheng in her tracks.
The tone—like calling a cat or dog.
Someone nearby snickered.
Su Niansheng’s expression cooled.
How did she endure this in her past life?
She turned, about to speak when a boy named Zhao Yihang stood up with a grin. “Campus belle’s here? Chasing Shiyu Bai again?”
He staggered toward her, eyes glassy, cheeks red—reeking of alcohol before he got close.
Su Niansheng frowned, stepping back. Suddenly, he vomited—mixed puke splattering on the ground and her.
She turned pale, rigid all over!
Shiyu Bai saw, eyes tightening, standing up immediately.
“Feels good—much better after vomiting.”
“Oops, got you. Sorry—drank too much at noon…”
Zhao Yihang finished, looking at her with a grin—no apology in his eyes.
After all, she liked Shiyu Bai so much, and he was Shiyu Bai’s roommate—she wouldn’t mind.
Shiyu Bai came over, seeing her dirty goose-yellow designer jacket—worth tens of thousands.
“I’ll compensate.”
“No need!”
Su Niansheng was disgusted, taking a while to speak.
She looked at him coldly. “I won’t want something dirty.”
She took off the jacket, threw it, and left.
Shiyu Bai lowered his head, looking at the discarded clothes on the ground, slowly bending to pick them up.
His mind replayed her expression and gaze—never seen before.
“Yo, mad?” Zhao Yihang looked at the girl’s retreating back curiously. “She gets mad? Shiyu Bai, I thought she never got mad no matter how you rejected her.”
He laughed, looking at the boy beside him—startled by the storm brewing in his eyes.
“Shiyu Bai, why…”
Before he finished, Shiyu Bai dragged him to the bathroom.
The posture—like dragging trash.
“Shiyu Bai? Shiyu Bai?”
Splish splash~
In the bathroom, cold water ran full blast, quickly flooding the sink.
“Shiyu Bai, what are you…mmph——”
Zhao Yihang’s words were drowned in icy water. His head was like a mop dipped in water—dragged out and pressed down repeatedly, water choking his nose and mouth, unable to speak a full sentence.
Shiyu Bai looked at him, eyes colder than the water. “Help you sober up.”
In the lounge, people who’d been watching the joke fell silent at the bathroom noise—spines tingling.
Never seen the president this mad.
Maybe he didn’t care about Su Niansheng as rumors said.