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In the quiet early hours of late autumn, the entire Qingshuihe Family Chat Group exploded with excitement because of Song Beiyou's question.

Ta-da...

The notification pop-up never stopped, one message after another.

Song Beiyou, “…”

Staring blankly at her phone, she thought to herself, "Oh no!" In her moment of confusion, she forgot that the average age of the group members was over 60, which is the age when most people are still young.

In addition, she was the youngest generation they had watched grow up, and every senior in Qingshuihe was her teacher and mentor.

A teacher for a day is a father for life. Everyone treated her like their own daughter, so how could this matter concerning personal feelings not wake everyone up?

Song Beiyou opened the chat group that was flashing with countless red dots.

Upon entering, they were all filled with anger, and all asked Song Beiyou what was going on.

Zeng Yang: "Who the hell dares to covet my Youyou?"

Jia Xiuyuan said, "You, I'm packing my things and heading back to the capital right now. Tell me quickly which damned person it was."

"This old man is going to kick him to death."

Ji Anzhi, the principal of Imperial University, said, "Including me, this guy is outrageous. He's eight years older than me and he still has the nerve to chase girls. This old cow eating young grass is such a thing."

Gu Ling from the dance troupe exclaimed, "Add me! Add me! I'm going back to China tomorrow and immediately go to Imperial University to find Youyou, to see which shameless person it is!"

The Black Martial Arts Group's senior engineer shouted, "Hey, you son of a bitch, I'm asking you, who dares to touch me?!"

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Not only that, but a bunch of old guys who usually stay offline also sent out voice messages.

It was easy to tell from everyone's tone that they were extremely agitated, as if their lives were about to be taken away.

In the end, they all shouted the word "Kill!"

Perhaps there was too much information, which woke up Jia Buxiu, the group owner, who was already fast asleep.

After scrolling through countless posts and messages, he finally posted a comment at the very bottom of a sea of ​​angry messages: "If I'm not mistaken, this older man who likes Youyou is Duan Yao!"

As soon as this message was sent, the group chat went from being lively just seconds before to a deathly silence.

No one followed up, and no one replied to the messages below.

After a long, long time, just as Song Beiyou was about to fall asleep on the bed, someone replied with a "thump".

She opened her slightly drowsy eyes and looked closely.

Jia Xiuping said, "Looking at it this way, being 7 or 8 years older isn't a big deal."

I won't be going back to the capital for now; I'll wait a while.

Zeng Yang: "Yes, older men are more responsible, especially the type like Duan Yao."

Gu Ling from the dance troupe said, "Then I'm not in a hurry to go back to China. I'll go back during the dance competition."

"Duan Yao is not bad, You. An old man dotes on his young wife, that's good!"

Black Martial Arts Group Senior Engineer: "If you're not going, then I'm not going either."

Ji Anzhi, the principal of Imperial University, said, "Me too, hehe."

Great post @悠悠, I support Duan Yao liking you! It's not a big deal.

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The following are also identical, all featuring a 180-degree shift in voice.

This situation has never occurred in this group before; in the past, everyone's opinions have been very consistent.

Song Beiyou read every message carefully, his lips twitching repeatedly.

She had forgotten that Duan Yao was a legendary figure in Qingshuihe before she returned to the capital.

A benchmark, an adjective.

At this, Song Beiyou let out an "Ah!" and buried his head in the blankets, becoming even more flustered.

I rolled around in bed, wrapped in the blanket.

After rolling around countless times, and seeing the sky beginning to lighten with the first hint of dawn, Song Beiyou convinced himself to go back to sleep and sent a message to Principal Ji asking for leave.

She will not be at Imperial University for the next few days; she wants to create the impression that she was killed by mercenaries.

She will only come out properly after Song Nanwan and Qin Shuhao's engagement banquet is completed and they become a real engaged couple.

An hour later, the sky was completely bright.

However, Song Beiyou, who was preparing to fall asleep again, still had wide-open eyes and couldn't sleep at all, so he simply got up.

The moment I stood up, a message popped up.

It's Gu Ling, the head of the Huaguo Dance Troupe. [You, there's a dance competition next Monday to choose new members, wanna come join us?]

Song Beiyou glanced at it; he had class next Monday and didn't have time.

My fingers flew across the keyboard as I typed, wanting to refuse.

Just then, Gu Ling sent another message: "[Your sister's name is Song Nanwan, right? She's made it to the finals. I watched all the competition videos, and she's very likely to be the champion this time.]"

Upon seeing this, Song Beiyou stopped typing.

Upon seeing the name Song Nanwan, she raised an eyebrow, deleted the entire message she was about to send, and retyped: "Is it too late to join now?"

Gu Ling replied instantly, "That's exactly what I've been waiting for, hahaha! It's not too late!"

To be honest, I secretly registered you and even used my connections to make it to the finals.

I texted you today to test your intentions.

Song Beiyou curled her lips. Sometimes, using back channels and exercising privileges isn't such a heinous crime.

It happened to be the day after Song Nanwan and Qin Shuhao's engagement banquet.

Enter the text: "I participate."

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VIP ward at the Imperial Capital Hospital.

Qin Shuyao leaned against the hospital bed, her hand, which had been injured by Song Beiyou, swollen like a pig's trotter.

A day has passed, and she is still crying from the pain. "What did that crazy woman Song Beiyou do to my hand?"

Why does my whole body ache?

Today, Song Nanwan came to accompany her. She looked distressed and said, "How could my sister do this? She's too rude and crazy. She didn't consider your feelings at all, nor did she consider that you are a young lady of the Qin family."

Qin Shuyao nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, I curse her!"

After saying this, Qin Shuyao suddenly looked troubled again, "But I can't do anything about her. Do you know who's backing Song Beiyou?"

Song Nanwan shook her head, her heart skipping a beat when Qin Shuyao asked the question, "Who?"

She prayed, hoping it wasn't what she thought.

Qin Shuyao went straight to her lips, "My uncle, he has a crush on Song Beiyou. He forced my brother to transfer schools and forced me to drop out of school because of her."

Song Nanwan spent the entire day in the dance studio yesterday preparing for the competition next Monday. She rushed over to see Qin Shuyao this morning and didn't get to know the details of what happened yesterday.

She never expected things to be so serious.

Qin Shuhao transferred schools! Qin Shuyao dropped out of school! These are all shameful events.

Of course, none of these things mattered to Song Nanwan as much as Duan Yao taking a liking to Song Beiyou.

She believed Qin Shuyao was absolutely right, so how could Song Beiyou be so lucky!

What makes her so special?! She's a madwoman who's been in Qingshuihe for so many years, a transfer student at Imperial University, and yet she's actually being liked by Duan Yao, this prodigy!

A sense of resentment spread throughout her body, making Song Nanwan feel numb.

Qin Shuyao noticed that something was wrong with her. "Nan Wan, are you feeling unwell? Why is your face so pale all of a sudden?"

When asked this question, Song Nanwan replied, "No, no!"

I'm just worried that if Miss Bai knew that Third Master Duan liked my sister, she might skin my sister alive.

After all, everyone knew that the eldest daughter of the Bai family was in love with Third Master Duan.