Chapter 9: None of My Damn Business? Li Jiangnan Cracks

With just three sentences, he directly caused the two little schemers in front of him to freeze on the spot.

Lin Wanxing looked utterly incredulous, almost thinking she had misheard him.

Gu Tingting was dumbfounded as well.

She had never expected this.

Fang Qingchen, who had been soft for two and a half years, had suddenly become this tough today!

Had defeating Li Jiangnan from Class Four really made him swell up this much?

The breakfast that had practically reached their lips had flown away.

As the best friend, Gu Tingting was even more anxious than Lin Wanxing herself.

Her stomach, meanwhile, growled at the worst possible moment.

The two of them had not eaten anything at all because they had been waiting for this breakfast.

The emperor was not anxious, but the eunuch was.

Before Lin Wanxing could even speak, Gu Tingting had already started speaking on her behalf.

“Fang Qingchen, if you keep this up, Wanxing is really going to get angry.”

“Mmm... I’m going to get angry too.”

She emphasized those last few words heavily.

Fang Qingchen did not even turn his head.

“Whether she gets angry or not, what the hell does that have to do with you?”

“And whether you get angry or not, what the hell does that have to do with me?”

“Idiot.”

Those words were like a bomb thrown straight into the middle of the students.

They stunned all the classmates who had been waiting to watch the joke unfold.

Gu Tingting stamped her foot in anger.

Lin Wanxing’s expression looked terrible as well.

The two of them stared at Fang Qingchen’s back, unable to understand what he was trying to do.

Fang Qingchen, meanwhile, paid no attention to the barking behind him.

He walked straight toward his deskmate, Lu Qingqian.

At the edge of Class Seven’s area, Lu Qingqian was still clutching her old schoolbag.

She stood with her back to the other students.

In her slender, pale hands, she held a metal lunchbox. Inside it were half a box of white rice and a tiny lump of pickled vegetables.

A simple breakfast.

A pitifully shabby one.

It could be said that even the dogs of ordinary city households probably ate better breakfasts than this.

The hair on her forehead drooped down, hiding both her face and the lunchbox in her hands.

Her pale, delicate hand held a white porcelain spoon as she scooped up mouthful after mouthful of rice.

The noise all around her did not affect the focused speed at which she ate in the slightest.

She ate very carefully and very seriously. Even grains of rice that fell onto her hand were picked up and eaten with great care, not a single one wasted.

An utterly ordinary lunchbox of white rice had somehow been eaten by her with the solemnity of a full meal of four dishes and a soup.

When she heard Fang Qingchen walking toward her, a trace of panic flashed deep within her clear, watery eyes.

She hurriedly sped up and finished off the remaining rice in just a few bites.

The lunchbox was left spotless, without a single grain remaining.

She had just taken out the lid and closed the lunchbox when Fang Qingchen arrived in front of her.

Under the astonished gaze of the surrounding classmates, he directly held the food box out toward Lu Qingqian.

“Here. It’s for you. It’s still warm.”

???

That move left every classmate completely dumbfounded!

What was going on?

Had Fang Qingchen changed targets?

He was giving up on School Belle Lin and starting to fawn over Lu Qingqian, the girl with the weakest presence in the class?

Had he changed his taste?

Lu Qingqian’s body trembled slightly. She raised her head and glanced at the food box so close before her.

Then she silently shook her head.

“I’m already full.”

She lowered her head and cast her eyes down, doing her best to avoid Fang Qingchen’s gaze as she quietly put her lunchbox back into her schoolbag.

But her mouth might have been stubborn while her body was painfully honest.

Grrr...

The tempting aroma drifting out of the food box was like the beating of a drum, pounding against the stomach that had not been filled in the first place and making it rumble loudly.

Flustered, she hurriedly pressed a hand over it, but how could she possibly cover it up?

Fang Qingchen nearly laughed at how adorable she looked.

But he knew that if he laughed, Lu Qingqian probably would not eat it at all.

So he pretended not to hear it.

His face turned stern. Without giving her room to refuse, he directly stuffed the food box into her hands.

“Lu Qingqian, yesterday Old Huang called on me in class to answer a knowledge check. If you hadn’t prompted me, Old Huang definitely would have made me stand as punishment.”

“Take this breakfast as my thank-you gift. I never take back anything I give away. If you don’t like it, then throw it in the trash.”

“But let me warn you—if not eating enough makes your martial talent test inaccurate, don’t regret it later.”

He wore an indifferent expression.

Holding the food box in her hands, Lu Qingqian seemed rather at a loss.

She raised her eyes and looked into Fang Qingchen’s.

They were deep, clear, and sincere, without a trace of any ulterior thought.

After hesitating for a while, she did not refuse again.

She truly had not eaten enough.

A box of white rice and pickled vegetables was simply far too little nourishment for a young girl in the middle of rapid growth.

Opening the food box, she picked up a stuffed pastry that looked golden and crisp.

She still ate in the same small, delicate bites as before.

But the moment she took the first bite, a bright shimmer of moisture rose in her eyes.

Even her hand began to tremble!

It was too delicious!

So delicious that it made her shake!

This was the best thing she had ever eaten in her entire life.

Nothing else came close!

“Thank you...”

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito’s hum, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.

This was also the first time in her life that a boy had ever bought her breakfast.

It was unforgettable.

And it was delicious.

When Lin Wanxing saw this scene, she could no longer hold herself together.

She could no longer maintain her cold, aloof expression. Her face darkened as though covered in frost.

Not far away, Li Jiangnan—who had been closely watching the developments in Class Seven the whole time—saw his chance and immediately brightened.

He hurried over in a flustered rush, holding out an exquisite food box with both hands to Lin Wanxing.

“Wanxing, Fang Qingchen is being too childish. He’s just playing some silly hard-to-get trick. Ignore him.”

“You’re hungry, right? I specially went to Dragon-Phoenix Restaurant to buy this for you. It’s a limited breakfast made with D-rank mutant beast meat.”

“It was very expensive.”

“And besides, Fang Qingchen’s family is probably about to slide back into poverty. Yesterday he destroyed my two sports cars and then fled the scene.”

“That makes his crime even worse. He’s going to pay for it!”

Just thinking about how both his hand and his teeth had been broken yesterday filled him with raging fury.

His broken hand and front teeth had already fully healed after he drank a bottle of basic body-recovery serum worth one hundred thousand yuan last night.

He had put all of that on Fang Qingchen’s account.

Li Jiangnan was furious, but what he did not know was that Lin Wanxing’s temper was even worse at the moment!

“Li Jiangnan, who would ever want your breakfast!”

She spoke coldly, and her voice was not quiet.

It seemed as though she was deliberately trying to make Fang Qingchen hear her.

Gu Tingting was genuinely hungry.

Especially after hearing that it was breakfast made from D-rank mutant beast meat, her eyes lit up at once.

Her hands moved quickly as she directly snatched Li Jiangnan’s food box.

“Wanxing doesn’t have any appetite, so I’ll eat it instead. You don’t mind, do you?”

With that, she paid no attention at all to the extremely reluctant look on Li Jiangnan’s face.

She opened the food box and immediately started eating in huge mouthfuls.

As she ate, she even offered a running commentary.

“Mmm... so this is what D-rank mutant beast meat tastes like? It’s only so-so.”

“It tastes way worse than the breakfast Fang Qingchen brought.”

“Isn’t Dragon-Phoenix Restaurant supposed to be the best restaurant in our city? How is its food still worse than Fang Qingchen’s family cook?”

“You bought this from a roadside breakfast stall, didn’t you?”

After freeloading breakfast from a Martial God household so often, Gu Tingting’s palate had long since become spoiled.

And when she spoke, she did not show the slightest awareness that she was biting the hand that fed her.

Li Jiangnan cracked on the spot.

He fled in utter humiliation...