Quick Transmigration: Yandere Male Leads? Hand 'Em Over! - Chapter 193

For the entire two periods of equestrian class, Su Ci was monopolized by Chu Junling, who had shown up uninvited. Min You was so furious she sent Min Yi more than 99 messages.

Don’t let good water flow to outsiders!

Where the hell was that dumbass cousin of hers?!

After class, Chu Junling took a phone call. It was brief, and when he hung up, he turned to Su Ci with a look of gentle regret and apology.

“Senpai, see you next time.”

For the sons and daughters groomed as heirs, academic classes were only part of their responsibilities. They also had to help manage family businesses and handle various affairs.

Those so-called idle, wasteful rich second-gens may have had a bit of family money, but they were never from truly top-tier households.

A low-profile yet luxurious black car pulled up at the curb. Su Ci gave him a smile and waved.

“Mm. Thanks for today. Next time, I’ll treat you to a meal.”

“Next time? That’ll be very soon.”

His long lashes dipped as he lowered his gaze, hiding the sly, triumphant smile in his eyes. His expression remained innocent and pure as he took a step forward.

The sudden closeness left no distance between them—their breaths mingled in the narrow space. He leaned down, his sharp, cold-profiled cheek grazing hers.

Su Ci immediately turned her head to dodge and stepped back, retreating to a safe two-meter distance.

Chu Junling remained in the same tilted posture.

His deep amber eyes were clear and clean, his expression soft and smiling, but somewhere in his gaze was a faint, wounded look—like he’d just been rejected.

“It’s just a cheek kiss. I’m not so shameless as to steal a real kiss. Why’d you dodge so fast?”

His voice was light and smooth, like spring water splashing on stones, gentle and misty—yet each thread of grievance curled with the subtle tug of deliberate temptation.

“If you’re worried I’ll misbehave, then why don’t you do it? It still counts. Four cheek kisses total.”

He straightened up, clasped his hands behind his back, and stood there expectantly, waiting for her to initiate the gesture.

Min You was completely stunned.

“You—you—!”

Shameless bastard!

Taking advantage of Su Su’s cluelessness to push boundaries—people used handshakes now, not cheek kisses! Who even did that anymore? He was blatantly trying to cop a feel!

That soft, milky-white skin—she hadn’t even touched it yet! And this sleazebag actually tried to sneak in a kiss?!

Su Ci hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward to make good on the so-called cheek kiss. But just as she was about to reach up, Chu Junling wouldn’t lean down.

He insisted she place her hands on his shoulders and stand on tiptoe to close the gap.

Her palms pressed against the crisp fabric of his suit. From this close, his chiseled, handsome face looked even more flawless. Cool to the touch, refined in texture.

Two kisses on the left, two on the right.

Her cheeks were faintly flushed by the time she finished.

“Alright, we’re done. You can go now.”

She let go of his shoulders and smoothed out the creases she’d made, but before she could step away, he suddenly pulled her close again, arm tightening around her waist.

“Senpai, that’s not quite right. Let me teach you.”

Chu Junling leaned in, brushing his cheek against hers in a lingering, skin-on-skin graze, his lips barely parting to make a soft, suggestive kissing sound.

There were many types of cheek kisses—but this was the one he wanted. The closest. The kind that felt like a real kiss.

When he finally let go, the tips of his ears were tinged with red.

“Next time, remember to make the sound. See you.”

…

Su Ci hadn’t expected that Chu Junling’s so-called “next time” would come around so absurdly fast.

While eating lunch in the dining hall with Min You and the others, she overheard some students whispering.

“I heard Young Master Nan’s horse suddenly went berserk and stomped on a third-year special admit. So scary…”

“What? It was his horse? Then it’s fine. Just a little trample, no big deal!”

“But do you know who got stomped? It was Xia Chuhe—the one who brings cheap breakfasts for Senior Shen every day. I swear, nothing’s more satisfying than that!”

“It was her? Suddenly, Young Master Nan looks all righteous and noble! So hot, so charming!”

“Totally! During one exam, she accused me of cheating just because I told Min-classmate ‘good luck’ before the test!”

Min You shot them a glare, then turned to Su Ci nervously to explain.

“Su Su, it’s not like our school always bullies people. It was… it was an accident.”

Accident, my ass.

Anyone with half a brain could guess who ordered it.

Nan Muxi, that idiot, wasn’t even subtle about it. What if he scared Su Su?

But Su Ci just gave a calm, polite smile and shook her head.

“Mm. I know. You guys are all very kind.”

No matter how the rest of the school behaved, at least Min You and her little circle were warm and cheerful—like rays of sunshine. Witty, confident, and always classy.

Min You immediately blushed, cupping her cheeks in glee.

“Really? Su Su likes me too?”

“Of course. You’re adorable, Youyou.”

When Su Ci wanted to win someone over, she never had to try hard—especially when it came to girls.

Min You was so giddy she didn’t even notice Su Ci had pressed the button for the fourth floor.

It wasn’t until the elevator doors opened—and they made eye contact with a few waitstaff—that she and her friends froze.

The fourth floor?! That level was reserved for the core student council members. Min You had only been up there once or twice with Min Yi. Normally, they were limited to the second-floor VIP section.

“Su Su, we… we can’t just go in there…”

People nearby started casting curious glances.

Mortified, Min You tried to pull Su Ci back into the elevator, but before she could, several servers rushed over with impeccable manners, falling over each other to lead the way.

“Miss Su, welcome!”

“Miss Su, you simply must try the new seasonal dishes our chef crafted just for your tastes…”

“Did Miss Su bring friends? We’ve prepared a lakeside private room—would that be alright?”

“Miss Su…”

If they hadn’t kept repeating “Miss Su,” Min You might have thought she was dreaming.

“Su Su… what’s going on?”

She tugged lightly at Su Ci’s sleeve.

These staff members were infamous for treating people based on status, and now they were practically groveling. Their obsequiousness was even worse than when serving future imperial elites.

Could it be that Su Su was… some kind of lost heiress?

Su Ci shook her head.
“I’m not too sure either. I came here with Junling this morning, thought the food was pretty good, so I wanted to bring you guys to try it.”

Min You’s excitement instantly deflated.

Ughhh, it was that damn Chu again!

Urgent! How was she supposed to trick this friend of only one day into becoming her sister-in-law?!

The staff had no idea what kind of mental gymnastics Miss Min was going through. They just kept fussing over Su Ci—offering tea, pouring drinks, eager to please.

Of course, it wasn’t because some higher-up told them to.

Nope.

It was simply because Young Master Chu wasn’t around right now—so it was the perfect opportunity to serve his beloved Miss Su openly and without fear.

In the afternoon, they had free time. Su Ci remembered her promise to Feng Jiran, so she returned to the dorm to grab her ID and headed to the Cyber Security Office to apply for a campus card.

Min You nearly choked on her lemon tea.

“Wait—apply for what?!”

“Campus card. Is there something wrong with that?”

Min You remembered a certain man’s dangerous stare and forced herself to swallow her tea, awkwardly waving it off.

“N-no, it’s fine. Go quickly and be careful, okay?”

Who else was in third year and still didn’t qualify for a campus card?

Oh, right. Her. It was her. Always her.

Only students ranked A or higher could even apply. Min You had enrolled as a B-rank, slacked off ever since, and remained B-rank three years later.

Not that it mattered much—she wasn’t exactly the studying type. If she ever did need access to advanced resources, she just borrowed her cousin’s login.

But still!

Su Su entered the school at F-rank and had already qualified for something so many could only dream of. Whether or not someone pulled strings, Min You was still proud.

Her bestie’s success was her success!

Though… the whole “bring your ID straight to the student council building” process was a little suspicious.

That scheming Feng guy wasn’t being subtle at all.

A quick outing with her bestie and maybe-future-sister-in-law, and when she got back, her cousin suddenly had three new love rivals?

Ha. All she could do was smile through the pain.

Please let Su Su come back still single.