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Hurrying as fast as she could, she was still a step too late. By the time Xia Yuwei rushed out, the medical staff from the hospital had already left. With both hands clutching her already disheveled hair, she was on the verge of losing her mind.

Heavens, this troublemaker Lu Yichen! If it weren’t for him clinging to her, stubbornly refusing to let go, they would have already been on their way to the hospital by now!

She lowered her head and entered the apartment, then walked into the bedroom. She dared not get too close, seeing him sprawled on the bed, his head buried in the pillow, motionless. She called him softly, “Yichen…”

He responded with a faint “mm,” but didn’t move.

Xia Yuwei sensed something was wrong and hurried forward to push him. “Yichen, Lu Yichen, are you alright?”

Lu Yichen only muttered in confusion.

She reached out to touch his skin—it was burning hot to the touch. Panic rising, Xia Yuwei rushed to the living room to grab her phone, flipping through her contacts, thinking desperately about whom she could ask for help.

In the end, she settled on Ye Lifeng. Of all the guys she was on good terms with, he was the only one. Besides, he was tall and strong enough to carry someone like Lu Yichen, and he had a car to take him to the hospital. Without wasting another moment, wiping the sweat from her brow, she dialed Ye Lifeng’s number.

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D&T University Student Council Office.

Ye Lifeng was half leaning, half sitting on the office desk. In the chair opposite him sat his closest friend, Xi Mingxuan.

Xi Mingxuan was strikingly handsome, with a devilish charm. He never played by the rules, infamous for his wild ways, adored and hated by a host of women, and quite content with it all.

“Mingxuan, how about considering helping me out here?” Ye Lifeng suggested he join the student council. He would graduate next year, and the next president was still undecided. Though Mingxuan was a bit of a playboy, his ability was undeniable—after all, he was heir to a listed company.

“Are there any beauties here? If there are, I’d consider it. But all I see is a bunch of men, not a shred of interest in getting things done…” Xi Mingxuan lounged in his chair, the picture of carefree insolence.

Ye Lifeng was about to reply when his phone rang. He glanced at the screen—it was Xia Yuwei. She was actually calling him, a first in history. Shaking his head, a smile crept unbidden across his face.

Xi Mingxuan saw the usually reserved Ye Lifeng’s face light up and teased, “With such charm, only that beauty could steal our president’s soul…”

Ye Lifeng pressed his left index finger to his lips, signaling Mingxuan to hush, while his right hand answered the call. “Hello, Yuwei.”

“Senior! I have an emergency. I’m really sorry, but I truly don’t know who else to turn to. Can you help me?!”

Hearing her anxious voice, Ye Lifeng moved away from the desk. He’d never seen her this flustered—it had to be something serious.

But wasn’t she supposed to be resting at home? The thought crossed his mind, but he kept his voice calm and reassuring. “Yuwei, don’t worry. Tell me clearly, I’ll do everything I can to help.”

“…Mm…” Xia Yuwei was momentarily tongue-tied. She felt terribly awkward, almost biting her tongue. Yesterday, Lu Yichen had knocked Ye Lifeng to the ground, causing him so much pain—and now, less than a day later, she was asking Ye Lifeng to help save Lu Yichen… Yet, glancing back at the silent Lu Yichen, she gathered her courage and spoke in a small voice, “Senior, Lu Yichen is sick. He has a high fever, it’s very serious. Can you come over and help me take him to the hospital?”

Lu Yichen? Ye Lifeng’s smile froze on his face.

Was she joking? Last night, when he took her home, he learned of Lu Yichen’s existence.

He’d always assumed Lu Yichen was Xin Xin’s boyfriend. Rumor around campus was that the two were mismatched, that Lu Yichen was only playing with Xin Xin, but he paid no heed—love was the business of those involved. Just as everyone said he and Xia Yuwei were a perfect match, but after two years, nothing substantial had happened.

Yesterday’s encounter made him realize Lu Yichen’s feelings were not for Xin Xin, but for Xia Yuwei. Alarm bells rang in his heart. If Lu Yichen could do such a wild thing to Xia Yuwei yet deliberately get close to Xin Xin, it was worrying. He’d have to talk to Xin Xin about this when he had the chance.

Of course, he also needed to have a heart-to-heart with Xia Yuwei. He wanted to know what was really going on between her and Lu Yichen. Yet, before he could approach her, she had already come to him. And unexpectedly, it was for Lu Yichen.

Their relationship was more complicated than he thought…

Even so, he spoke gently. “Does Xin Xin know about this?”

“…Uh, she… went to class, she doesn’t know yet.” Xia Yuwei answered honestly, her cheeks flushing unconsciously, as if she’d done something wrong.

Ye Lifeng didn’t press further. “Where are you? I’ll come right now.”

“Maple Leaf Building, Tower B… 190.” Xia Yuwei spoke as she stepped out to check the room number, making sure she hadn’t gotten it wrong.

“Alright, I’ll be there within ten minutes.”

After hanging up, Ye Lifeng’s face grew somber.

Xi Mingxuan laughed, “Ye Lifeng, your eternally stoic face—why the sudden gloom?”

“Shut up! Let’s go, I’m heading out now.” Ye Lifeng stood up, grabbed his coat, and all but ordered Mingxuan out.

Xi Mingxuan rose, sensing the mood, but his mouth was still cheeky. “Heartless man… all for the girl, none for your friends!”

“When it comes to choosing girls over friends, I’m afraid I can’t compete with you.”

Still bantering, the two left the office together.

All the way, Ye Lifeng reminded himself to stay calm. If pursuing her was a war, he would not give up easily. So, he had a rival? Good. He would not lose!