Chapter 010 – If You Like Something, You’ll Definitely Stick to It

Pei Songjiang had ridden the bus with Shen Qingli a few times now.

The two had become quite familiar with each other.

Pei Songjiang opened his phone and showed Shen Qingli his beautiful little garden.

He had a small garden about 20 square meters in size, filled with various vegetables, flowers, and even some fruit trees.

Not only that, he raised fish in an old water tank and kept two cats in the garden as well.

After looking at it, Shen Qingli’s face was full of longing.
“Senior, you planted all of this yourself? What’s your video channel? I want to follow you!”

Shen Qingli suspected Pei Songjiang was one of those countryside lifestyle influencers.

Looking at that gorgeous garden—it was unbelievable.

When they reached their stop, Pei Songjiang turned off his phone.
He did have a channel, but the comments under his posts often went a little suggestive or weird, so he didn’t want Shen Qingli to see it.

After a moment of silence, he said quietly,
“Video channel? I don’t shoot videos.”

He planted things simply because he liked it.

Even when his family cut off his allowance and kicked him out, forcing him to become independent, he still stuck to being an agriculture major.

His personality was very steadfast.

If he liked something, he would stick to it no matter what.

If he could have the best, that was great—but if not, he wouldn’t give up easily either.

After they got off the bus, he said to Shen Qingli,
“If there’s a chance, I’ll take you to my garden sometime. There’s a small fish pond there, too.”

Shen Qingli nodded. “Sure…”

As they talked, Pei Songjiang suddenly paused mid-step.

Shen Qingli sensed something too and looked up—only to see Jiang Junwen, along with Yu Zhenghao and Li Wenyao, standing nearby. Jiang Junwen’s eyes were fixed on Pei Songjiang with a cold, gloomy stare.

Yu Zhenghao asked in surprise,
“Ah Wen, isn’t that your chauffeur’s daughter? She hasn’t been riding to school with you lately?”

Li Wenyao glanced at Shen Qingli and said in a low voice,
“They’re in different majors. Their schedules probably don’t line up. It’s normal not to go to and from school together. This isn’t high school—there’s no morning and evening self-study.”

Yu Zhenghao wasn’t convinced.
“No, that’s not it. Didn’t she use to follow Ah Wen around all the time? Now it looks like she’s… moved on?”

That “moved on” really got under Jiang Junwen’s skin.

Even though he himself had no intention of being with Shen Qingli…

In his subconscious—after five years in the previous life—Shen Qingli belonged to him.

Even if he didn’t want her, no one else could have her either.

Jiang Junwen walked up with a cold expression.
He glanced darkly at the milk in Pei Songjiang’s hand, then smirked at Shen Qingli and said,
“So that’s why you stopped mooching a ride with me—what, did you seduce another guy and think I’m beneath you now?”

Shen Qingli’s face darkened.
She frowned, voice cold: “Young Master Jiang, what nonsense are you saying?”

Jiang Junwen stared at her, his gaze sharp.
“Am I wrong? When you first came to the Jiang house, weren’t you waiting in the car early every day just to ride with me? Oh, and that milk—you used to bring me one too, didn’t you? What now, found someone else to give it to?”

Shen Qingli clenched the milk carton tightly in her hand.
Thinking about her past self, her expression turned ugly.

She really regretted liking Jiang Junwen.

Back when she first arrived at the Jiang home, she felt uncomfortable riding in the same car as the young master and didn’t want to cause trouble for her dad.
So when Jiang Junwen glanced at her milk, she handed it to him.

After that, every time she saw him in the morning, she gave him her milk.

And Jiang Junwen, for some reason—despite being a spoiled rich kid—insisted on stealing her milk like it was some rare delicacy!

He eyed Pei Songjiang a few more times—tall, long legs, delicate features, a clean and calm presence with his cap and glasses.

Jiang Junwen sneered,
“You probably don’t know, do you? She’s my chauffeur’s daughter.”

Shen Qingli’s face flushed red with embarrassment.
She turned to Pei Songjiang, “I’m sorry, Senior, I—”

But Pei Songjiang just reached out and gently patted her on the head.
“You don’t have to apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Shen Qingli’s eyes turned red at his words.

She knew how awful Jiang Junwen could be, but she really didn’t want to drag Pei Songjiang into this.

The Jiang family was powerful in Haicheng—not someone an out-of-town student like Pei Songjiang could easily go against.

After all, a strong dragon can’t beat the local snake.

She gently nudged Pei Songjiang.
“Senior, you should go to class now. Don’t be late.”

But Pei Songjiang didn’t have class that morning.
In fact—he hadn’t had class yesterday morning either.

He frowned at Jiang Junwen, then asked Shen Qingli,
“Who is he?”

Shen Qingli was silent for two seconds.
Then she said, “He’s a lunatic.”

Pei Songjiang: “……”

After a pause, he asked,
“Is he your boyfriend?”

Shen Qingli shook her head immediately.
“Of course not!”

Jiang Junwen sneered,
“As if I’d ever go for a chauffeur’s daughter.”

Shen Qingli: “……”

She was instantly furious.

Oh? So he “would never”?
Then who was that person who spent five years with her in their past life—a ghost?!

Shen Qingli rarely got angry, and almost never lashed out.
She usually kept a well-behaved, obedient image.

But this time, she couldn’t hold back.
She glared at Jiang Junwen and snapped,
“Who asked you to go for me?! You need help—go treat that brain of yours!”

Jiang Junwen: “……”

In both his lives combined, this was the first time Shen Qingli had cursed him out.

He stood there frozen, wide-eyed as he stared at her.

But when he saw her flushed, angry face—clearly genuinely upset—he clamped his lips shut and didn’t dare say another word.

He even thought to himself,
Why is she so easily pissed off?

He didn’t even do anything…

Wait, was he supposed to apologize now?
Comfort her?

Jiang Junwen fell silent.
Pei Songjiang didn’t speak either.

Shen Qingli stood there looking embarrassed and a bit humiliated.
She quickly said goodbye,
“Senior, see you. I’m going to class. You should get going too.”

Without waiting for a reply, she turned and hurried into the school gate.

She didn’t dare look back—afraid she’d see surprise or disdain in Pei Songjiang’s eyes.

She hated that look.
Back in her last life, when she was with Jiang Junwen, she had endured it enough.

Li Wenyao watched her leave and after a moment of silence, said to Jiang Junwen,
“Ah Wen, you went too far just now.”

Jiang Junwen finally realized—
He had just imposed all the baggage of their past life onto this current Shen Qingli.

But in this life, Shen Qingli hadn’t done anything.

They’d just shared a few rides. She’d given him milk once.

Everything he said just now really didn’t apply.

But Jiang Junwen would never admit he was wrong.

He stood there with a cold face, unwillingly staring at Pei Songjiang.

Pei Songjiang didn’t look too pleased either.

Still holding the milk, he watched Shen Qingli disappear through the school gate—then turned around and walked off without giving Jiang Junwen another glance.

Yu Zhenghao sighed.
“Alright, alright, let’s go too. Oh right, Ah Wen—are you still going to Polytechnic to see Shuyao today?”

Jiang Junwen shook his head.
“No. I need to go to class. If I skip again, my mom will give Shuyao trouble. Her life’s already a mess—she doesn’t need more of that. I can’t let my mom keep targeting her.”

Also, he knew Shen Qingli had been tasked with taking pictures of him in class.

And he’d said it himself—
He wasn’t going to skip class.