Xu Xingchen sighed a great sigh of relief, gave Bai Chuwei a deep look, and hastily left with Tong Qingyan.
Bai Chuwei was just bad luck; anyone who got close to her would inevitably end up in trouble because of her.
The two lived in a high-end community not far from the university town. Stepping through their home’s door one after another, Tong Qingyan kicked off her shoes and demanded, "Who were you actually chatting with?"
Xu Xingchen cursed Bai Chuwei inwardly for always looking for opportunities to set him up. Staring at Tong Qingyan’s suspicious face, he decided to confront the issue head-on and, with a stern face, retorted, "Qingyan, what do you mean by this? You doubt my loyalty?"
"What’s our relationship? What’s your relationship with Bai Chuwei? She stirs up trouble with just a few words, and you believe her?" Xu Xingchen said, his eyes reddening as he looked at Tong Qingyan, his face full of disappointment.
Tong Qingyan’s heart skipped a beat, and she felt somewhat unsure.
That woman Bai Chuwei was cunning and treacherous. Was there any lowly deed she couldn’t commit just to set them up?
Was it really him stirring trouble between them?
Xu Xingchen unlocked his phone, waved it at Tong Qingyan with a cold voice, "Look, I’ve been chatting with this Miss Liao. Miss Liao is a cultivator I got to know and interact with through my father’s connections. The Spiritual Medicine we’ve been taking recently comes from her. I just didn’t expect you would think of me like that."
Xu Xingchen had been cautious, deleting chat histories with Liao Jinjin every time, leaving only the recent conversation they’d had below the teaching building, which was quite normal without any hint of flirtation, and he was not afraid for Tong Qingyan to see it.
Instantly, a deep sense of guilt washed over Tong Qingyan’s face, and she stuttered, "Xingchen, I... I simply didn’t think, I’m sorry."
"I’m sorry to you, and... and to your dad for taking such good care of me."
Uncle Duan had even made an effort to connect her with a cultivator, treating her like a prospective daughter-in-law.
She had glanced at the conversation between Xu Xingchen and the so-called Miss Liao earlier, and it was quite serious.
Even the contact name was saved as "Miss Liao." If someone were really intending to cheat, wouldn’t they change the nickname to "Sweetheart" or something similar?
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Bai Chuwei had deceived her by saying that Xu Xingchen had acknowledged several godfathers, but the person Xu Xingchen was chatting with just now was a woman! How could that be a godfather?
Xu Xingchen, upon hearing the words "your dad," uncontrollably twitched his cheek slightly and, looking away, coughed and nodded.
Xu Xingchen spoke in a voice loaded with disgust, "Forget it, just don’t believe Bai Chuwei’s provocation next time. Nothing good ever comes from encountering her."
Suddenly, Xu Xingchen started feeling worried and grabbed Tong Qingyan’s hand to ask, "Qingyan, both you and Bai Chuwei are at Imperial University. How did she do in the final exam for the archaeology course? I really don’t want to bump into her again at an archaeological site!"
Xu Xingchen also studied archaeology, and although he didn’t like the major, he ranked first in it!
Recently, when a high school in Zhongzhou was building a gymnasium, they discovered an unidentified underground tomb. Their professor had decided to take him, the top student, to the archaeological site to learn.
Imperial University was a top institution, their professors had four or five spots for the archaeological site, while A University had only one.
Upon hearing this, a derisive smile flashed across the pretty face of Tong Qingyan, "Her? She’s cut out for the sciences, not the arts. Bai Chuwei has no clue about the humanities and absolutely has no qualification to go to the archaeological site. She won’t run into you there."