He couldn't tolerate that. Forget it.
Xiao Yu turned and walked away. Since she had found her student ID, Ye Qingli no longer needed to see the director. She quickly grabbed his arm to stop him. "Give it back."
"Keep dreaming."
"If you don't give it back, I won't let you go."
"Then try it. See if your scrawny self can actually hold me back."
There was a natural strength difference between a boy and a girl, and Xiao Yu had obviously trained. Ye Qingli could clearly feel the muscles in his arm gradually hardening, veins bulging as if about to burst.
Even when she had been holding onto a lamppost, it had been a struggle. Now, without anything to grip, she was being dragged along.
Her shoes scraped against the ground, making a noise. Ye Qingli felt like she had been slapped in the face.
She had said she wouldn't let him go, but he was walking away with ease.
Xiao Yu was absolutely the most ungentlemanly guy she had ever met.
"Stop! Xiao Yu, stop!"
Ye Qingli's face was red from holding her breath. She tried to negotiate. "Give it back. If you give it back, I'll keep my mouth shut. I promise I won't tell anyone, not even my roommates!"
"Hey, A Yu, didn't you say you were going to the cafeteria? Why are you..."
Ye Qingli froze, looking up at the voice.
Xu Qingsong paused mid-sentence and looked down at the pendant hanging on Xiao Yu's arm. Their eyes met. "Holy crap, are girls at our school all this crazy?"
"No," he recognized the girl. Xu Qingsong's eyes darted as he remembered. "This is the girl from the hotpot place yesterday, right? Did you pick up her student ID?"
"Pick up?"
Ye Qingli's eyes widened in shock. Xu Qingsong nodded. "Yeah, your student ID fell under your table. You don't remember?"
"..."
She only remembered using it when she paid, and then she couldn't find it when she got back to the dorm.
Also... she and Xiao Yu had only exchanged a glance; they hadn't actually met face to face.
"..." Damn. She had misunderstood him.
How could she be so stupid!
Seeing her expression, she had finally figured it out. Xiao Yu curled his lips in a helpless, sarcastic smile. "She says I stole it. She says if I give it back, she'll keep her mouth shut and not tell anyone I'm a thief."
"Isn't that right? That's what you meant, wasn't it?" He lowered his eyes, his gaze cold enough to devour her.
Ye Qingli: "..."
Xu Qingsong understood. Instead of intervening, he laughed, enjoying the drama. "Hahaha, oh my god, are you making up excuses to get A Yu's WeChat? Haha, you're quite clever."
"No, I'm not," Ye Qingli was mortified. Her face turned as red as an apple. She pursed her lips. "Just tell him to give me back my student ID. I swear, once I get it, I'll stay far away from him."
"Why do you keep swearing? So serious. Afraid lightning might strike you for being so arrogant?"
"..." What did he mean? She hadn't done anything wrong.
Except this one thing.
Xiao Yu withdrew his gaze and turned to leave. Ye Qingli didn't let go. She chased after him, apologizing.
"I'm sorry. I misunderstood you earlier. I..."
Xiao Yu gritted his teeth and looked at Xu Qingsong. "What are you gawking at? Get over here and help me peel her off."
He talked to everyone like he was the boss.
"She's your fan. Why should I help you?"
Xu Qingsong looked up at the sky, acting carefree and annoying. Xiao Yu clicked his tongue. "Hurry up. Get her off me, and I'll grant you a condition."
"Deal. I want ten girls from your WeChat contacts."
Ten? Did he even have that many?
Ye Qingli looked up. Xiao Yu's side profile was sharp and fierce—high nose bridge, thin eyelids drooping lazily.
Judging by his face, he probably had more.
He agreed immediately. "Fine, fine. I'll give you all of them."
What a player. He was really generous.
"So generous." Xu Qingsong beamed. He rolled up his sleeves excitedly and walked toward her. "Little sister, do me a favor and let go, okay?"
Ye Qingli shook her head like a rattle. "I already told you, I'll leave him alone once I get my student ID back."
Almost forgetting why this started, Xu Qingsong looked back at Xiao Yu. His expression clearly said he wouldn't give it to her.
Morality or ten girls? Which should he choose?
Hesitating for even a second would be disrespecting himself. He chose the ten girls.
When Ye Qingli still had hope in Xu Qingsong, he smiled at her first, then charged in and grabbed her arm.
"What are you doing? You guys are..."