Sun Tianyu lowered his head and whispered something into Zhou Xitong’s ear, causing her to let out a light laugh and playfully hit him.
Her face flushed with shyness, almost making Yue Qingqing unable to recognize her.
She had not expected that these two would get together so quickly and could only marvel at how swiftly Sun Tianyu changed his targets.
Even though she wasn’t fond of Zhou Xitong, Yue Qingqing couldn’t help but feel a moment of sympathy for her.
When Yue Qingqing reached the entrance of the dormitory building and the lights shone around her, the two behind the tree also saw her.
Zhou Xitong let out a cold snort, sneering in disdain.
Sun Tianyu, however, watched Yue Qingqing with a cold gaze as she entered.
The two’s romance wasn’t concealed for long and soon became public.
They were often seen inseparable on campus.
Sun Tianyu would always carry Zhou Xitong’s bag, escorting her to the classroom door before heading to his own senior year classes.
Admirers holding Zhou Xitong in high esteem would envy her, "Xitong, your boyfriend is so handsome."
"He’s gentle and considerate, I’m really jealous of you."
"You two are a perfect match."
Zhou Xitong’s vanity was greatly satisfied, and she smiled happily.
But some found it distasteful, thinking the couple was too ostentatious.
While most students dated in secret, these two sometimes held hands in public.
They would even embrace and hug under the dormitory building, catching the dormitory supervisor’s attention twice.
The homeroom teacher talked to Zhou Xitong about it, hinting, "There’s a time for everything, Xitong. You’re beautiful, and you won’t have any trouble with marriage proposals in the future. You can choose whomever you want once you’re in university, but for now, it’s best to focus on your studies."
The teacher was exhausted. Many in the class had complained about Zhou Xitong.
The impact was actually quite significant.
At this age, someone setting a bad example quickly led the rest to "follow the trend."
In the eyes of the teachers, kids this age were between adulthood and adolescence, naive and impulsive, prone to making mistakes.
She still hoped that everyone would focus on their studies.
Zhou Xitong, however, was dismissive, "This is my personal life. I’ll be with whoever I want. We’re free to love whoever we want now."
Her insinuation was clear: What right do you have to interfere?
The homeroom teacher held back his irritation, "Zhou, this kind of behavior also affects others."
"Pfft, how does it affect others? If they’re not good-looking and can’t find a partner, is that my fault?"
The homeroom teacher was at the end of his rope; Zhou Xitong showed no respect for teachers and didn’t think she had done anything wrong.
Such a pampered child was too self-centered, leaving the teacher with advice he couldn’t even voice.
The class bell rang, and Zhou Xitong casually said, "I’m going to class now. Don’t call me in for nothing later. I’m only here because my dad insists on it. Otherwise, I would’ve been studying abroad a long time ago."
She claimed coming to Lingguang was to be closer to her cousin, but Zhou Yiran didn’t even want to see her once, which particularly irked Zhou Xitong.
"No discipline or organization!" The homeroom teacher was angry, and the other teachers watching felt it was outrageous.
"Is this the same girl who submitted a blank exam and whose family paid for her schooling?"
"Yes, I thought she’s still a child and could change eventually, but who knew..." The homeroom teacher sighed deeply.
"If you ask me, you should just let her be, let her self-destruct. Otherwise, you’ll end up stressing yourself to an early grave," said the experienced teacher, though the homeroom teacher didn’t want to give up.
"No, I have to call her parents."
The teacher smiled and said no more. As the saying goes, "A crooked stick will have a crooked shadow." With a child , how good could her family be?
Undeterred, the homeroom teacher looked up Zhou Xitong’s father’s mobile number from the contact list and made the call.