My Villain Is Super Sweet (GL) - CHAPTER 55

After chatting excitedly with Lin Lang for a while, Lin Yao found her chance, bouncing over to stick close to Gu Qingci.

Lin Lang really couldn’t stop her even if she tried.

Lin Yao was full of admiration for Huada University—it was one of the top two prestigious universities in the country. When her acceptance letter arrived, even her schoolteachers were thrilled!

Because she got into Huada University, not only was her school proud, but the city also awarded her a special scholarship. It was as if everyone agreed: even though she wasn’t the top scorer in the entrance exam, getting into a top two university brought honor to both her school and the city.

This made Lin Yao feel, for the first time, that getting into Huada University was truly an achievement. Look, everyone assumed she’d be highly successful in the future.

Naturally, this made her even more eager to get tips from her soon-to-be senior, Gu Qingci.

For example, what should she watch out for after entering Huada University? How could she continue to excel in a school filled with geniuses and stand out even more?

She was already imagining her future—starting her own company, reaching the pinnacle of success, and becoming her sister’s boss!

Gu Qingci offered her plenty of practical advice.

Finally, she even shared a playful phrase that, though originating from the internet, had been humorously adapted by Huada University students and had almost become their unofficial motto:

“Wise people don’t fall in love, celibate kings pursue their PhDs, build a better China, and become rich queens in the end.”

Lin Yao was stunned, trembling as she processed the intensity of it all.

“Is the competition really this crazy now?” she muttered to herself.

Still, she was quite independent. She had already taken care of her enrollment paperwork herself and was now just tagging along with Lin Lang and Gu Qingci for lunch while familiarizing herself with the campus.

Along the way, Lin Yao watched as her black-hearted sister lavished Gu Qingci with care and attention. Carrying her bag? A no-brainer. Holding her hand while walking? Absolutely, just in case Qingci stumbled.

When they returned home, Lin Lang was all about comfort. She turned on the air conditioning, poured a warm glass of water for Gu Qingci, and only then—almost begrudgingly—poured one for Lin Yao.

Later, when Lin Lang and Gu Qingci suggested taking a walk and dropping her back at school, Lin Yao was already brimming with determination. “Wow, being Lin Lang’s boss is going to be amazing! Heh heh heh,” she thought. “I need to work twice as hard now!”

Things were going smoothly until Lin Yao started spending more time online, scrolling through the school forums. That’s when she stumbled upon a trending post.

The post was filled with intimate pictures of Lin Lang and Gu Qingci, looking very much like a couple. The comments from so-called “insiders” confirmed it—they were together.

Lin Yao let out a loud “Waaah!” and burst into tears.

“Qingci-jie has deceived me!”

It turned out being Lin Lang’s boss didn’t come with such perks after all.

The weather was crisp and clear, the sky bright and blue, but the upper circles of Rong City were abuzz with activity.

The reason? Gu Qingci was back in town.

And she wasn’t just back; she had brought a groundbreaking new product with her—one that was about to go into production.

The technology was leaps and bounds ahead of what was currently on the market. Its release would cause a massive disruption, especially in an industry that had seen explosive growth over the past few years, thanks to national support. It was easy to predict that this market, already worth billions, would expand tenfold in the next decade. Everyone wanted a piece of it.

To keep things low-key, Gu Qingci hosted a small gathering, inviting representatives from just a dozen companies—all qualified, compatible potential partners who happened to share one thing in common: they didn’t get along with the He family.

But instead of senior executives, the event was flooded with young, unmarried heirs and heiresses.

The older generation, with their crafty smiles, excused themselves with lines like, “It’s good to let the younger ones take the reins. They’ll relate to each other better.”

Gu Qingci’s polite smile tightened.

She wasn’t upset about being underestimated—it was just painfully obvious what these people were scheming.

She wasn’t here to pick a spouse; she just wanted to find suitable business partners for her project, preferably ones who could help weaken the He family along the way.

Why couldn’t they understand that contracts with clearly outlined terms and clauses made for better guarantees than old-fashioned marriage alliances?

Thankfully, not everyone present was a young bachelor. Among the guests were a few women, including Li Pei.

Li Pei was refreshingly straightforward: “Honestly, I’m just here to network and build some connections. My family sent me since I’m the only one around this age.”

Gu Qingci couldn’t help but chuckle at her honesty.

As they chatted, Li Pei offered some advice in a hushed tone. “Be careful about Fang Baihui. Word is, he’s determined to win you over.”

She added with a sly smile, “People say he’s never had a girlfriend because he thinks no one’s good enough for him. But there’s also gossip that he’s into men—and likes to be the submissive one!”

Gu Qingci held back a sigh. These kinds of rumors really needed to stop.

And then, as if summoned, Fang Baihui himself appeared.

Li Pei, feeling guilty about her earlier gossip, gracefully raised her glass in acknowledgment before quickly and elegantly slipping away.

Gu Qingci, meanwhile, stepped forward to exchange polite pleasantries.

“Ms. Gu,” Fang Baihui greeted her with a polite nod. “May I have a word with you in private?”

It was clear from his tone and demeanor that he meant business—or so she thought.

Fang Baihui’s reputation preceded him: exceptionally handsome, highly educated, and the very definition of “high society.” He was known for his meticulous grooming and aristocratic elegance, so much so that approaching someone seemed like an act of condescension on his part.

As they began talking, it quickly became apparent that Fang Baihui was offering more than just a business partnership.

“I believe we would make an excellent team,” he said with a confident smile. “Not just in business but in life as well.”

Gu Qingci’s smile remained perfect, but her response was firm: “Mr. Fang, I’m here to discuss collaborations, not personal matters.”

Fang Baihui was taken aback. “Do you realize how rare an opportunity this is?”

Gu Qingci’s eyes twinkled with amusement. “I do, but I’m afraid I already have someone I like.”

Fang Baihui stared at her in disbelief, clearly shaken.

How could someone as perfect as him still not find love?