Quick Transmigration: Yandere Male Leads? Hand 'Em Over! - Chapter 6

When An Kefan finally connected to the campus Wi-Fi back at her dorm, the laggy page finally refreshed.

Someone had snapped a photo at the university gate.

Su Ci and Qi Du.

The wealthy young master and his million-dollar sports car were completely overshadowed by her beauty—so much so that no one even noticed the car was a Bugatti.

Everyone was talking about Su Ci.

One rabid face-con had even spammed dozens, maybe hundreds of comments from a single account, causing the post’s comment count to skyrocket into the tens of thousands.

[1st comment:] This stunning girl—is she from our school? Please say yes! No way Huada across the street gets to claim her!

[2nd:] Get out of my way, I’m carving her name on the confession wall! Goddess-tier beauty and somehow not even nominated during the campus flower election?! Travesty!

[3rd:] Girls should really be more careful when out and about… I followed her for blocks just now.

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[32nd:] I found her! Third-year clinical medicine, Senior Su Ci. Seems she lives in Qingheyuan Dorm 3. Everyone, let’s “casually” stroll around the lotus pond!

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[125th:] Finally someone gets me! I bumped into her just now and she told me gently it was fine. Told my roommates and they didn’t believe me, sobbing.

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[337th:] You guys are too much. Can’t you see she has a boyfriend? And you still shamelessly ask for her contact info?

[338th:] I’m different. I’m a girl. One more bestie for Su Ci is just right. I can carry her bags, save her a seat, and take pretty pics!

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An Kefan scrolled through hundreds of comments.

All of them were praising Su Ci’s looks. Not a single one mentioned the luxury Bugatti she got out of with even a hint of shade or envy.

In her previous life, when it had been her and Qi Du in the spotlight, he wasn’t just reduced to a backdrop—he got a wave of hate. A bunch of male students even swore to “teach him a lesson.”

She had to admit, Su Ci was so beautiful that even she wanted to worship her. But was this fair? The so-called proud and aloof top students of Jingda were acting like obsessed lunatics!

Why was the public’s malice toward her so sharp?

Why had they put her on the hot seat with a post titled “The Jingda Girl Who Stepped Out of a Bugatti”—so obviously snide and full of innuendo?

An Kefan felt deeply bitter. She knew it was wrong to feel jealous of another woman. It was petty. It was mean. It wasn’t right.

But she couldn’t help it.

Why was she the only one who got hurt from going through the same thing?

She was truly exhausted. With an early morning class tomorrow, she turned off her phone and lay down, distracted.

And because of that, she didn’t notice how some of Su Ci’s crazed admirers had exposed her personal information—which could bring other kinds of trouble.

But for Su Ci herself, being madly adored wasn’t new. She liked being in the spotlight and knew exactly how to handle it.

The only one not so pleased was probably Qi Du.

The next morning, when he showed up under the dorm building with carefully chosen breakfast, he found the lotus pond swarmed with male students—each one holding breakfast too.

They’d even formed a line.

No one knew who exactly they were bringing food for.

Maybe the school beauty? It was said that the campus flower was the most popular girl on campus, so it made sense. But this many? That was insane.

Qi Du silently avoided the crowd of clearly delusional overachievers and went to sit on the bench where he and his tutor had studied the night before. He took out his phone and messaged Su Ci.

A clueless guy plopped down on the other end of the bench, then tried to strike up conversation.

“Hey man, you’re a freshman, right? Already got a girlfriend? Here to bring her breakfast?”

Qi Du gave a cold grunt. His icy gaze shot over like daggers, making the guy shift uncomfortably.

The guy was baffled. What was this guy’s problem? It was just a public bench. Why look like someone had stolen his girl?

Whatever. Since the guy had a girlfriend, he must be experienced. Time to seek wisdom!

“Bro, I’ll give you two hundred bucks—just tell me how to chase a pretty girl. Help me out, yeah?”

“…Don’t know.” Qi Du replied flatly.

If he did, he’d have already tricked his tutor into moving in with him. He wouldn’t be up at five AM searching tips on how to make her happy while running across half the city to buy soup dumplings.

Wait, no—that’s not what he meant. Even if he got her to live with him, he’d still get up at five and look up tips. He just wanted to make her happy.

An Kefan came downstairs with her backpack and was startled by the crowd.

Back when she was nominated as school beauty, a few guys had tried to bring her breakfast too.

But she couldn’t eat that much in one sitting, so she told them to take turns. Weirdly, after a round or two, they all just stopped coming.

So she scoffed at this display of “chivalry.” Time reveals character. These guys were just chasing novelty.

“Excuse me.”

She squeezed through the crowd—only to suddenly spot Qi Du sitting just ahead. Her steps froze, legs heavy like lead.

“You moving or not? Don’t block the way! I’ve got breakfast to deliver to my goddess and every second counts!” one guy snapped behind her.

Face burning, An Kefan covered her face with her hand, took several deep breaths, then dashed past Qi Du in one go.

Phew… utterly exhausting.

Once she reached a safe distance, she turned around. The boys were getting rowdy, and Qi Du had vanished.

Her skin prickled with unease. Cold sweat trickled down.

Too coincidental. The moment she passed by, he disappeared. Was he lurking in some dark corner to stalk and spy on her?

Qi Du hadn’t even noticed the breakfast squad earlier. He wasn’t some obsessed idiot—he was here to study with his tutor, like the good student he was.

Until the moment Su Ci stepped out.

Everyone rushed in like a viral outbreak, swarming the girl completely, buzzing as they introduced themselves, asking for her contact info…

Damn it!

Qi Du couldn’t hold back a curse.

A bunch of lunatics, just like his dad’s circle. Grown men in their twenties acting like crazed fans. Who said they were allowed to harass his tutor like this?

And Su Ci—she didn’t even look angry. She was actually smiling at these psychos!

Qi Du’s eyes turned red with rage. Watching something precious being taken from you—it made the beast in him roar.

He finally forced his way through the crowd.

And just in time to hear her soft, cool voice—

“Thank you all for your affection, but I already have a boyfriend. I love him very much. I hope each of you can find someone better for yourselves. Please don’t be so impulsive.”

“One-sided affection really troubles me.”

Clang—!

The insulated food container in Qi Du’s hand fell to the ground.

“Have. A. Boyfriend.”

“And. She’s. Troubled.”

He knew every word. So why did they make no sense together? Su Ci wasn’t saying anything complicated. Why couldn’t he understand?

Su Ci blinked, then bent down to pick up the container, concern showing through her surprise.

“Qi Du? Why are you here? Are you not feeling well?”