Quick Transmigration: Yandere Male Leads? Hand 'Em Over! - Chapter 58

To avoid Jin Ran, Jiang Hao crouched behind the flowerbed for nearly an hour. By the time he finally left, her legs were so numb she couldn’t feel them anymore.

She stood up and quickly headed back to the dorm in a panic.

By the time she panted her way to the fifth floor, she realized—she’d forgotten her keys. So she raised her hand and started banging furiously on the door.

Inside dorm 517, their roommate Sun Qianqian was celebrating her birthday. She had been waiting for Su Ci to return before blowing out the candles and cutting the cake. Just as she was about to make her wish, the knocking started.

The loud banging made her jump—sounded just like the dorm supervisor.

“I’ll get it, maybe it’s a safety check.”

Miao Lu set down the phone she was using to record the moment. But as soon as she opened the door, Jiang Hao stormed in and barked out:
“Su Ci, are you dating Jin Ran from the School of Computing?”

Sun Qianqian, startled mid-breath, asked in confusion:
“A brothel? A male model?”

Su Ci was just about to divide the yogurt fruit bowl into four portions when she frowned and corrected her.
“That’s not Jin Ran. His name is Feng Yan.”

“Ah! Feng Yan, I know, I know!”

Miao Lu’s eyes lit up—she was always eager for gossip.
“Isn’t he that super arrogant campus heartthrob who’s doing a double major in applied math and computer science?”

No wonder she’d seen him lingering downstairs lately. So he’d been chasing their precious Su Su all along! That icy-faced guy really had some nerve!

Sun Qianqian finished cutting the cake, set a piece down in front of Su Ci, and personally handed one to Jiang Hao.
“Why not date him? I think Campus Hunk Feng is actually pretty great!”

Not only was he good-looking, he had top-tier grades, stayed clean, and kept a low profile. There had never been a single rumor about him.

If their dear roommate had to date someone, Sun Qianqian figured Feng Yan was a decent choice—better than most guys out there.

Jiang Hao looked utterly incredulous.
“You think he’s a good person?!”

Of course she knew that Feng Yan and Jin Ran were the same person. Even his ID listed him as Feng Yan. But that was just a disguise—a trap to mislead people!

Jin Ran was a complete lunatic at his core. Anyone who dated him would end up locked in a basement and tormented beyond belief!

But she couldn’t say any of that out loud.

She shoved past Sun Qianqian, knocking over the slice of cake in the process—but she didn’t even glance at it.

Standing in front of Su Ci, her twisted expression was borderline hysterical.
“Whether he’s Feng Yan or Jin Ran, you’re not allowed to date him. You can’t betray me!”

Miao Lu looked conflicted.
“Wait… do you like Campus Hunk Feng too?”

Jiang Hao glared at her viciously.
“Even if I liked a pig, I’d never like him! He’s getting close to Su Ci for a reason. He has ulterior motives!”

Maybe it was revenge. Maybe, because Su Ci was her roommate and she hadn’t taken the bait, Jin Ran was now using Su Ci to threaten her into compliance!

Su Ci met Jiang Hao’s eyes calmly, her gaze still and unreadable.
“Who I date is my choice. But thanks for your concern.”

Jiang Hao’s eyes turned red with rage.
“But you’re my roommate! How can you be with someone I hate? He’s only going to hurt you!”

“He won’t hurt me. Because I’ve never hurt him.”

The tiny dorm room suddenly felt stifling. Su Ci packed her sketch box and backpack, and as she brushed past Jiang Hao, she paused and looked at her deeply.

“Calm down. Don’t waste your energy worrying about things that haven’t even happened yet. It’s just a waste of your time.”

And with that, Su Ci left.

Miao Lu and Sun Qianqian exchanged looks. They couldn’t help complaining—Jiang Hao’s outburst had scared off Su Su, who they’d been looking forward to hanging out with.

They weren’t thrilled about Su Su dating either, but still—wasn’t it her own choice? They were roommates, not her guardians. No need to meddle that much.

Jiang Hao stood frozen in place. Those parting words from Su Ci echoed in her mind, rendering her thoughts blank. Her face turned pale, her lips colorless from how tightly she bit them.

What did that mean? Did Su Ci… know something?

She must’ve figured it out!

Jin Ran! That bastard must’ve secretly brainwashed her while I was gone—trying to sow discord between us roommates!

The more Jiang Hao thought about it, the angrier she got. Without saying a word, she turned around—but stepped right onto the piece of cake she had knocked over earlier.

Caught off guard, she slipped and fell hard on the floor.

Her wrist injury worsened, and this time she also bruised her tailbone and the back of her head. The heavy thud scared both Miao Lu and Sun Qianqian.

…

Thanks to Sheng Yao—the gossipy photographer who could rival a tabloid reporter—news of Su Ci and Feng Yan’s “relationship” spread like wildfire.

They topped the campus forum’s trending list. Photos of Su Ci or her with Feng Yan were posted daily, occasionally accompanied by short edited videos.

With Sheng Yao’s exceptional photography skills, the Light & Shadow Club gained over thirty thousand new followers in just two weeks. Students were lining up to book private shoots.

#Daily dose of hotness, their faces alone bring peace of mind
#Why him, why him, WHY HIM
#Su Ci, if you’re being threatened, just take a breath and blink twice
#Chasing the campus goddess on a scooter—this guy’s got guts

Rumors were everywhere. Yet the supposed couple never responded. They merely attended classes together, shared a few meals, studied, and occasionally went for evening runs.

During a Marxism group discussion, Su Ci handled the PowerPoint while Feng Yan volunteered to give the presentation.

While other groups phoned it in, Feng Yan showed up in a perfectly tailored suit and a crisp bow tie, instantly elevating the whole class atmosphere.

“Hello everyone, I’m Feng Yan from Group 4. Our group members are… Su Ci…”

“…Su Ci and I…”

“…Special thanks to Su Ci for designing this excellent PowerPoint.”

Each time he mentioned her name, he would lift his gaze—his eyes bypassing the front row to settle on a specific seat halfway up the lecture hall.

Several students couldn’t help but snap photos with their phones.

Within minutes, the topic “S University’s Campus Hunk: Iconic Presentation Moments” blew up across Little Green Book, SlowHand, Dou-in, and the campus forums.

Students from D University passed by and were floored.

【With that level of discipline, your S U guys can succeed at anything. We from D U are humbled. Also… can someone send me that PowerPoint? Thanks.】

Two seconds later, a kind student from S U uploaded a photo.

【If your D U had a campus goddess that pretty watching from the audience, I bet you’d be just as motivated. But sadly… you don’t.】

Another two seconds passed, and D U students were hit again.

【Rumor has it D U has a gender ratio of 4:1… Someone confirm? That’s not sad—it’s tragic. I mean… exclusive!】

After class, Feng Yan casually picked up Su Ci’s backpack and slung it over his right shoulder.
“Let’s go. We have Thai food today. The place is a little far.”

Su Ci asked,
“About the rumors online—do you want to clarify anything? People have the wrong idea about you.”

Feng Yan replied,
“The innocent have nothing to fear. Let them talk.”

Just then, they ran into Sheng Yao.

“…?”

Innocent? Girl, is this guy role-playing a new personality or what?

Wasn’t he the one who gave her a red envelope asking for prettier photos and more couple shots?
Wasn’t he the one who secretly paid to boost them onto the trending list?
Wasn’t he the one using a burner account to argue under every confession post?

Sheng Yao grumbled inwardly, about to go say hi to her pretty junior, when a blinding black Ferrari pulled up next to the curb.

The window rolled down—and Feng Yan shot her a cold glance.

Sheng Yao stiffened.
“O…K…”

And just like that, the next hot topic was born:

#On campus or in the kitchen, from scooter rides to driving Ferraris—how can anyone compete with School of Computing’s top male model Feng Yan for a girlfriend?