The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend-Chapter 453 - 372

That evening, the chief instructor organized an outdoor barbecue on the playground to celebrate the end of their military training.

With activities naturally come performances. To secure the right to choose a partner in the next four years, many talented students went on stage to perform.

Song Yue handed a cup of warm water to Rong Zhi and sat down beside her, "Aren’t you going to play?"

Rong Zhi leisurely took a sip of water and placed the cup in front of her knees, "Do I need to?"

As someone who has been engaged for more than half a year, she didn’t need to find a partner in university.

Song Yue was left speechless and had to shut his mouth, accompanying her in drinking water, occasionally chatting a bit.

"Isn’t that Chen Chan? How did he end up being dragged on stage by Shang Qiqi?"

He glanced at the somewhat helpless young man on stage, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

Rong Zhi lifted her eyelids nonchalantly and said, "Revolutionary friendship, probably. Helping a comrade find a girlfriend, it’s normal."

Ever since Chen Chan and Shang Qiqi went through the incident with Huang Mingkun, their relationship had quickly developed as if on a rocket, but it hadn’t reached the level of being a couple.

More than friends, not quite lovers, they called each other ’big brother’.

Rong Zhi absentmindedly rubbed the rim of the cup with her fingers, staying silent.

The next morning at eight, all the students packed up and left the seventh training ground. Before boarding the bus, some even hugged the instructors crying. Rong Zhi happened to sit by the window, resting her chin on her hand, and unexpectedly met a pair of deep and narrow phoenix eyes.

The other party met her gaze, also stunned for a moment, then recovered and greeted her with a slight curve of the eyes.

Rong Zhi nodded in response.

She remembered this person, a mechanical engineering student who got into a fight with Huang Mingkun but wasn’t expelled because he was the victim.

The bus soon started, and Rong Zhi withdrew her gaze, closing her eyes to pretend to sleep.

Meanwhile, Ruan Jinsong stood at the gate until the bus disappeared from view. Only then did a voice from behind ask what he was looking at.

"A pretty young lady," Ruan Jinsong casually slung his bag over one shoulder, hands resting behind his neck, laughing lightly, "Do you know Rong Zhi? The chairman of the RH Group, the one who became famous during this freshman’s military training."

The pupil of the young man across from him subtly contracted upon hearing this name.

Ruan Jinsong didn’t notice and continued talking to himself, "I’ve met her once; she’s nice. Hey, Si Raojing, compared to your white moonlight, how does she measure up?"

Si Raojing lowered his long eyelashes, hiding his emotions, tugged the corners of his mouth, and said in a flat voice, "It has nothing to do with you, the bus is here, let’s go."

"Tsk." Ruan Jinsong had asked Si Raojing many times indirectly, unfortunately, every time his friend glossed over the topic with ambiguous words.

He just wanted to know how remarkable that ’white moonlight’ was to be able to pull Si Raojing out of hell, make him apply to Jing University, and even choose the same department as her.

Ruan Jinsong thought about it, mechanical students are not numerous, and there aren’t many who fit Si Raojing’s description. If she really were here, he would certainly have heard of her.

There was only one possible explanation.

The white moonlight wasn’t at Jing University at all; Si Raojing had been duped by her.

Inwardly, Ruan Jinsong clicked his tongue twice, looking at Si Raojing with particular sympathy.

Si Raojing’s skin prickled all over, and he pushed Ruan Jinsong’s face away with a hand, furrowing his brow with apparent disdain, "Are you ill?"

"I’m not," Ruan Jinsong slapped away his hand, "You are, lovesickness, better treat it early."

Si Raojing: "..."

-

After the freshman military training, there are two days of rest.

Rong Zhi stayed in the dormitory at Jing University for a night and returned to Tingshan Villa the next day.

She must return to school the day after tomorrow, so she didn’t have time to idle around with Bai Su. As soon as she got home, she called over Fu Liang and Xu Ningxing to research new herbs. By the time Bai Su came home, they were already arguing over the efficacy and usage of the new herbs.

It was Bai Su’s first time experiencing such a scene where the mentor and apprentice couldn’t agree, almost coming to blows. More astonishing was seeing Xu Ningxing, who was usually indifferent and cold, getting flustered because he couldn’t out-argue Fu Liang.

After sorting the books she needed to take to school, Rong Zhi glanced at the figure at the door from the corner of her eye, raising her head with a smile, "Take these books upstairs."

Bai Su closed the door and walked over to pick up the books, all necessary for advanced medical study. He had asked her about them on WeChat a while back; he didn’t expect that despite being busy, she still remembered.

"Take a look first. If there’s anything you don’t understand, you can ask me." Rong Zhi stood up while holding another stack of books.

Bai Su nodded and smiled, "Alright."

The two walked out, and just as they reached the door, Rong Zhi paused, "Wait a moment."

She tilted her head slightly, looking towards the mentor and apprentice still arguing, "Are you having a midnight snack later?"

"Yes," Fu Liang replied smoothly, "I want ice jelly, with extra red beans, please."

Rong Zhi acknowledged, "What about you, Junior?"

"How about green bean soup to cool us down? Master has been a bit heated lately, better swap the red beans for green beans." Xu Ningxing’s voice was as cold as usual.

Even in arguments, he still cared about his master’s health.

Fu Liang pouted, trying to protest, but upon receiving a chilly glare from Xu Ningxing, his lips immediately fell, and he looked unwilling.

"Alright." Rong Zhi turned around, signaling Bai Su to go.

Back in the room, she had just set the books down when someone picked her up.

A familiar posture.

Hands lightly hooked around his neck, eyes lowered, looking into the shimmering, alluring peach blossom eyes, she raised an eyebrow, "I’m going to take a shower."

"Do it later." Bai Su steadily supported her to sit at the bedside, his defined fingers gently pinching her chin, making her lower her head as he leaned in for a kiss.

The air conditioning in the room was still off; a stifling humid heat pervaded the air. He hooked her waist, fingers playfully lifting the hem of her shirt.

Her skin under his palm was silky and smooth, the crisscross scars having vanished with each day’s application of ointment, like fine jade that made one linger, unwilling to part.

When Rong Zhi was pushed into the bed, she still felt like the man was a dog.

Wanting to bite everything.

The scars were gone, only to be replaced by bite marks.

She sighed faintly, tugging Bai Su’s prickly short hair.

-

Jing University, Academic Affairs Office.

Ying Hengxiang had taken a leave due to health reasons and didn’t attend military training. Utilizing the day before the official start of classes, he came to cancel his leave with the excuse note.

"...If you want to change your major, I can’t help you. The school has rules; you must meet the requirements to change majors."

"What requirements?"

A male voice responded.

Ying Hengxiang felt a sense of déjà vu and turned his head to see it indeed was an acquaintance.

The counselor in charge of the male student explained a few things before seriously looking at him, "Can you tell me why you want to change your major so much?"

Ying Hengxiang also wanted to know the reason behind his determination to change majors, as there seemed to be more to it. He chatted quietly with Yang Qinggu, but his ears were attentive to the movements on the other side.

After waiting a long time, the other side remained silent; Si Raojing didn’t explain.

After all, he couldn’t say it was because Rong Zhi wasn’t in the mechanical department, so he wanted to leave, could he?

If he said that, the counselor would probably call him crazy.