Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!-Chapter 631 - 289 Almost Came to Blows_3

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Moreover, her boyfriend is an outstanding writer.

How could a loser like me compete with him?

Most boys are pretty self-aware.

Girl after girl on stage received flowers, except Zheng Yanyan. She didn't care much, her eyes had been fixed on Zhou Yuwen's location the whole time.

Li Qiang mentioned to Chang Hao from below the stage, "Bro Hao, look, your goddess didn't get any flowers. Why don't you give her some? Otherwise, it's too embarrassing for Zheng Yanyan."

"Damn it, she's Zhou Yuwen's girlfriend! What does it have to do with me!" Even Chang Hao understood this rule.

"Hey, isn't that your goddess?" Li Qiang grinned.

Seeing that Zheng Yanyan's dance had ended, and Su Qing kept wanting to move spots with him, Zhou Yuwen thought, well, he had to go backstage to prepare anyway.

But he had barely taken two steps,

when Zheng Yanyan on stage panicked; she thought Zhou Yuwen was leaving!

It had been two weeks since she last saw Zhou Yuwen. Desperate for a dance to impress him, she couldn't just watch as Su Qing pulled Zhou Yuwen away.

That was something she simply couldn't stand for.

Ignoring the crowd around her, Zheng Yanyan hurriedly rushed down from the stage and pushed Su Qing, who was holding Zhou Yuwen's hand.

"What are you doing? Why are you holding Zhou Yuwen's hand? Let go!"

"Ah!" Su Qing, also in heels, nearly lost her footing when pushed by Zheng Yanyan.

Thinking that she might have fallen and hurt herself if she hadn't remained steady, Su Qing immediately grew angry, "Are you crazy, Zheng Yanyan!? I just wanted Zhou Yuwen to change places!"

"Why do you need to hold hands to change places!? Zhou Yuwen isn't your boyfriend!"

At that time, Zheng Yanyan had already grabbed Zhou Yuwen's other hand and refused to let go.

She was now extremely wary of Su Qing, not at all slackening her vigilance, nor daring to let Zhou Yuwen be alone with Su Qing.

"How is he not my boyfriend, Zhou Yuwen has already broken up with you, what's it to you!?" Su Qing asked irritably.

"You're talking nonsense, we haven't broken up! Zhou Yuwen told me we're just cooling off, Zhou Yuwen, tell her, we haven't broken up!" Zheng Yanyan anxiously wrapped her arms around Zhou Yuwen's, looking at him pitifully.

Tao Tian, standing by, was completely dumbfounded by this scene.

What? They broke up?

Zhou Yuwen chuckled upon hearing this, "Yeah, indeed a cooling-off period."

What, a cooling-off period?

Tao Tian was somewhat disappointed.

As soon as Su Qing heard this, she laughed, "You really are delusional, Zheng Yanyan. You even believe in a cooling-off period. Zhou Yuwen only said that to not hurt you. Everyone knows a cooling-off period is basically a breakup, right? And you still think you can get back together after cooling off? Is that possible? You'd rather believe Chang Hao than Zhou Yuwen. If I were Zhou Yuwen, I would have slapped you already, and yet you're talking about a cooling-off period?!"

"You're talking rubbish. I have nothing going on with Chang Hao!" Now, Chang Hao was like the yellow mud smeared on his pants—not shit, but also not clear.

So this also counted as a black spot in Zheng Yanyan's past.

But Su Qing just had to seize hold of Zheng Yanyan's dark history. As soon as Su Qing mentioned this, Zheng Yanyan became anxious, even on the verge of crying.

She quickly clung to Zhou Yuwen's arm and said, "Zhou Yuwen, believe me, I really have nothing with Chang Hao. Please don't break up with me, okay?"

Earlier on stage, Zheng Yanyan had been the center of everyone's attention. Suddenly, she rushed off the stage, and of course, that piqued people's curiosity.

Then they saw her holding Zhou Yuwen's hand, even pushing the other host.

Now, the students were utterly confused.

What's the meaning of this?

Although Zheng Yanyan's issues were a hot topic on the forums,

truth be told, only about fifteen to twenty percent of the student population even visited campus forums, so most of the students were clueless about the situation between Zhou Yuwen and Zheng Yanyan.

Yet, this student evening gala was attended by ninety percent of them.

At first, there had been plenty of discussions about whether the beautiful girl dancing earlier had a boyfriend.

And now, they were witnessing the pretty girl hugging a guy's arm, shoving another girl.

Man, what's going on?

Not just the students—even the school leaders in the front row, and Liu Jing, who had come specially to watch the show, were baffled by the scene.

Huh, why is that girl holding Yuwen's arm?

Backstage, Shen Yu hurried out, her expression somewhat unpleasant. She certainly didn't want the evening show she meticulously planned to be spoiled by these two clowns.

As Zheng Yanyan was close to bursting into tears, incessantly pushing Su Qing, begging her not to hold Zhou Yuwen's hand.

Whereas Su Qing refused to let go no matter what.

Su Qing knew it was the evening gala, but the gala was optional for her.

However, the issue of Zhou Yuwen's ownership was a matter of contention!

Releasing him now would mean admitting defeat to Zheng Yanyan, wouldn't it?

Luckily, Shen Yu appeared in time, quickly saying to Su Qing, "Qingqing, it's almost time for you to go on stage and host,"

She then whispered to Su Qing, "The leaders are watching, do you not want to be the club president anymore?"

Su Qing didn't respond, just staring at Zheng Yanyan.

Just as Shen Yu didn't know what to do next,

Zhou Yuwen said, "Are you done yet? Act your age, not like children. Let go, both of you."

"People from the Cultural Department are here, aren't you going up to host?" Zhou Yuwen asked Su Qing.

Su Qing still wanted to say something,

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but Zhou Yuwen gave her a look.

Su Qing knew Zhou Yuwen was angry and bit her lower lip, but eventually, she scoffed and let go.

Shen Yu heaved a sigh of relief, gratefully glanced at Zhou Yuwen, and then said to Su Qing, "Hurry up on stage."

And so, Su Qing left, huffing in anger.