Quick Transmigration: Yandere Male Leads? Hand 'Em Over! - Chapter 16

Qingheyuan Building 3, Dorm 201.

Jin Yue licked her ice cream while chatting gossip with her roommates.

“Hey, did you guys hear? That stabbing incident downstairs—Su Ci’s foster parents made a scene at school! Guess what happened?”

Liu Jiaxin chimed in, “She beat up their scumbag son?”

Yu Qing guessed, “They came to apologize and make amends?”

Everyone loves a beautiful girl. If it were up to them, they’d never let such a gorgeous girl suffer—they’d cherish her like a treasure.

Jin Yue shook her head mysteriously. “The counselor said that at first, the couple demanded medical expenses, emotional damages, and even caregiver fees from the fairy!”

“What? That’s beyond disgusting for parents!”

“Wait, there’s more! Don’t get ahead of yourselves. Somehow, after they met the fairy in person, they suddenly started acting like model parents!”

“Tch, pretending for sure. I know these bloodsucking parents—they lure daughters back home and then extort money out of them. I’ve seen tons of these stories on Xiaohongshu!”

“Exactly! Pretending is all it is. The fairy didn’t buy it at all. She turned around and called 110 to report them—for child trafficking! Turns out, they actually abducted her when she was a kid!”

Liu Jiaxin and Yu Qing were stunned and still had more questions, but before they could speak again, An Kefan returned from her tutoring gig—at the worst possible time.

It was Sunday, so she came back early, just after noon.

The three immediately fell silent, afraid to even make noise while doing their homework.

Lately, An Kefan had been pulling all-nighters for games, and between classes and tutoring, she’d always crash hard when back in the dorm. She wouldn’t tolerate any noise.

But today, strangely enough, she broke the norm and took the initiative to ask about their earlier conversation.

“You guys were talking about Su Ci? What happened to her? Did something bad…?”

She wanted to ask if something unfortunate had happened to Su Ci.

After all, once you’ve caught Qi Du’s eye, no matter how pretty you are, life won’t be easy.

Before she could finish her sentence, Jin Yue jumped in excitedly, “It’s gossip about how the fairy took down her wicked foster parents!”

She recounted the entire story from beginning to end with shining eyes full of admiration and awe. Clearly, she’d become a full-on fangirl.

She even added, “It’s such a shame the fairy moved out with her boyfriend. Otherwise, we might still bump into her around the dorm.”

Jin Yue didn’t mention it was a rental apartment, because according to rumors, Young Master Qi had bought the best school-district apartment near Jing University to become her full-time live-in tutor.

Some even said they ran into Qi Du fully covered up in the supermarket picking vegetables—very skilled at it, apparently.

An Kefan frowned as she listened, incredulous. “Her parents already repented, didn’t they? How could she call the police on them?”

Sure, Su Ci was beautiful—unparalleled, really—but good looks shouldn’t dictate your morals.

Jin Yue assumed she hadn’t heard clearly and repeated, “They weren’t her real parents. They were child traffickers. What’s wrong with calling the cops on that?”

An Kefan insisted on her view, “But they raised her for over ten years. And if they already realized their mistake, wouldn’t it be better to live in peace as a family?”

Jin Yue fell silent. She finally understood why An Kefan was always being financially drained by her parents and brother—she absolutely brought it on herself.

At first, when An Kefan complained about the pressure of giving money to her family every month, the roommates tried to comfort her and encouraged her to stand up for herself.

But she’d talk about filial piety, keep sending the money, and return the next month with more sob stories. She could outdo even Xianglin’s Wife in self-pity.

When her roommates didn’t respond this time, An Kefan assumed they were icing her out and pursed her lips in displeasure.

She was just about to climb into bed for a nap when Jin Yue cautiously called out:

“Kefan, um… that money I lent you—when can you pay it back?”

It was nearly the end of the month, and Jin Yue realized she was running low on funds. Only then did she recall lending An Kefan over a thousand yuan at the beginning of the month.

An Kefan had been out tutoring almost every day, and since she hadn’t brought up repayment, Jin Yue assumed she’d just forgotten. Normally she wouldn’t press, but her best friend’s birthday was coming up and she needed to buy a decent gift.

An Kefan yanked the blanket over her head and snapped, “All you do is nag! A thousand yuan—is that worth my life or something? Did I say I wasn’t paying you back?”

At that moment, Liu Jiaxin spoke up too. “I fronted 100 yuan for the air-conditioning this month. Even though you use it the most, let’s just split it evenly—25 yuan each, fair?”

The comment immediately ignited An Kefan’s temper.

“Liu Jiaxin, what’s that supposed to mean? You didn’t use the AC when I turned it on?”

Yu Qing couldn’t help but explain, “But you turn it on the moment you get back. We’re mostly at the library during the day and rarely even come back.”

An Kefan was furious. She opened her payment app to transfer money but saw her account balance—only a few yuan left, even after a whole month of tutoring gigs.

She thought back over her spending—nothing extravagant. She didn’t eat fancy, didn’t wear designer labels, and only bought a few game skins she really liked…

How could she already be broke?

Her idea of modest food was dining at restaurants that cost two to three hundred yuan per meal, which she did two or three times a week.

Her “ordinary” clothes were four-to-five-hundred-yuan dresses from the mall, and she never left without buying at least three outfits.

As for game skins—the nice ones started at 88 yuan, and she bought ones that cost 168 or even drew five-star lottery ones.

Instinctively, she opened her chat with Xu Tao.

In her past life, she was used to getting Qi Du’s money. Now, she took Xu Tao’s contributions for granted.

Knowledge has no price, she thought. She tutored Xu Tao; of course she deserved payment.

Sometimes she even felt embarrassed receiving transfers of 13.14 or 52 yuan from Xu Tao. Qi Du never sent red envelopes with fewer than four digits.

Not long after, Xu Tao transferred her 52 yuan with a message:

“Miss An, I’d rather go hungry than not send you this. Please accept it.”

It wasn’t nearly enough. An Kefan accepted the transfer without replying and was about to ask her parents for more emergency funds.

But the moment she opened the family WeChat group, she was greeted with a message from her father demanding money—threatening to come to school if she didn’t send it.

She thought about Su Ci’s foster parents—how they came to cause trouble but left remorseful. She breathed a sigh of relief.

Let them come. They’d recognize their mistakes too.

Seeing that she clearly couldn’t pay, and aware of her family’s situation, Jin Yue kindly decided to give her another month.

“Kefan, how about we go to the academic affairs office later and apply for the scholarship set up by the Qi Foundation? They have grants too—I heard we can apply for both.”

The Qi Corporation, being one of the top companies in the country, had far lower application thresholds for their scholarship than other charitable foundations. All four of them met the criteria.

But to their surprise, An Kefan suddenly panicked and refused, almost paranoid.

“No! I won’t apply! You guys are trying to trap me!”

Did they think she was stupid? If she applied for a Qi Foundation scholarship, she’d have to fill out all kinds of personal information. Wouldn’t that just give Qi Du everything he needed to find her?

Jin Yue was baffled. “Why not apply? It’s like free money from the sky—how would I be harming you?”

An Kefan flung open her bed curtain and yelled, “Don’t you know Qi Du is investigating me? If I apply, he’ll fixate on me again! He’s a psycho—he’ll lock me up and force me to marry him!”

Jin Yue was speechless. Even her sweet ice cream suddenly tasted bland. The other two roommates exchanged looks that said, “Is she for real?”

Qi Du already had a girlfriend, okay? And not just any girl—a literal fairy.

With someone like that by his side, why would he look at anyone else?

Even if Qi Du ever did stray, the legion of Su Ci fangirls at Jing University could each throw one punch and send him straight to hell. There was zero chance he’d force An Kefan into anything.