Chapter 42: Enrollment

"As long as you can cure my illness, name your price! No matter how much it costs, I will pay!"

When it came to material terms, the high-and-mighty posture of a wealthy heiress returned to Qin Siyu’s exquisite face.

Li Moxuan frowned. While treating Qin Siyu’s condition was no great feat for him, he was currently on his way to drop off Li Moling at Wushi University. He could not afford to be late for freshman registration. After a moment of thought, Li Moxuan said indifferently:

"Let’s do it another day. I’ll treat you when I have time."

What? Another day?

Qin Siyu’s delicate brows furrowed. To her ears, Li Moxuan’s words sounded like a mere excuse. Could it be that this guy was trying to use her illness as leverage to demand the return of the marriage contract and force her to fulfill it?

At this thought, Qin Siyu let out a cold snort, her heart filled with utter disdain for Li Moxuan:

"Enough. Stop using these excuses to put me off. Isn't this just your way of using my condition as a bargaining chip to force me to fulfill our engagement?"

"Although I admit you have some skills, that alone does not make you worthy of me. I will never marry you, Li Moxuan. You had better give up on this idea once and for all."

"Even if I die of this illness, I will never be your wife. Since you refuse to treat me, I’ll find someone else. I refuse to believe there isn't another person on this earth capable of treating me!"

With that, Qin Siyu climbed into her car in a huff.

"Drive!"

The luxury car roared as it sped away. Li Moxuan watched it go, shaking his head slightly with a look of bewilderment.

"This woman... she must have a persecution complex. Why would I want to fulfill a marriage contract with her?"

"Sigh... but her condition—uterus coldness—is indeed severe. If it drags on, it could develop into something serious and cause irreversible consequences. But if she insists on being difficult, then so be it!"

Although Li Moxuan had a compassionate heart, since the other party judged him by her own petty standards, he wasn't about to lower himself by begging to treat her.

"Let’s go."

Li Moling nodded, looking a bit confused. "Brother, what was wrong with that woman?"

Li Moxuan pointed to his head. "She has a bit of an issue up here."

Li Moling suddenly realized. "Oh... then it’s fine!"

...

Before long, Li Moxuan dropped Li Moling off at the entrance of the Wushi University women's dormitory. Li Moling was filled with joy at the prospect of her new life, her face radiant with a beautiful smile.

"Brother, this is far enough. You can't go into the women's dormitory. The school said a counselor will arrange my room for me!"

Li Moxuan nodded. "That's fine, too."

Li Moling wore a long pink-and-white dress. Her face, devoid of any makeup, possessed the intimate and charming temperament of a girl next door. Her ethereal, sacred aura made her look like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world; both in figure and appearance, she was at the level of a campus belle at Wushi University. Just standing there, she immediately attracted the attention of many male students.

Li Moxuan, acting like a worried mother, reminded his sister of everything:

"There’s money in the card. Spend it freely; don't try to save for me. We aren't short of money. Never mistreat yourself. Eat more, eat well, and make sure you put on some weight, understand?"

With the check given by Xiang Peng, Li Moxuan was now quite wealthy.

Li Moling listened to his mother-like nagging, yet she still showed a happy smile. Being nagged by someone who cared was, in itself, a form of happiness.

"I know, Brother... I’m not a child anymore. I’m an adult!" Li Moling held onto Li Moxuan’s arm, acting spoiled.

"Freshman, you're here to register, right? If you need anything, just tell your senior!"

The siblings turned to look. A tall, sunny-faced, handsome guy in a red basketball jersey walked over, holding a basketball and flashing a clean smile. He struck a gentlemanly pose, trying to curry favor with Li Moling.

An Benyue, the "little puppy" archetype, was incredibly excited. As a young master of the An family, he didn't need to worry about internships or future employment; his university life was less like school and more like a resort for enjoyment and play. After graduation, he only needed to inherit the family’s billions to reach the pinnacle of life. For someone with his power and status, Wushi University was merely a hunting ground.

Recently, he had been wandering around the women’s dormitory with a few followers like a hungry wolf. With his handsome looks and superior family background, picking up girls was easy. Using a few small tricks, he could have his pick of the girls at Wushi University. He had encountered a few beauties earlier, but after using his usual tactics to get them into a room, he realized that he had been the one hunted—those women were wilder than him, and after a night of passion, he realized he was the one who had been "used."

He had been playing basketball when he encountered Li Moling, a top-tier campus beauty. She looked like a naive, pure, and innocent flower. His experience told him that Li Moling was definitely still a virgin. Not only could he have the first taste, but if he conditioned her later, she would be a top-notch...

He could play with her however he wanted, right? Wasn't it even better to mold her himself?

"I must get her!" That was the only thought in An Benyue’s mind. He stepped forward quickly.

Li Moling asked curiously, "Who are you?"

Li Moxuan didn't say anything, but he stared at An Benyue with the vigilance of a father protecting his cabbage from a wild boar. There was even a trace of killing intent in his eyes. While it was normal for seniors to help freshmen with luggage or registration, Li Moxuan could tell exactly what kind of person An Benyue was at a glance.

An Benyue brushed his bangs back, showing off his handsome profile. "I’m a sophomore in the Finance Department. My name is An Benyue. I’m your senior!"

Li Moling nodded slightly. "Oh, I’m Li Moling!"

An Benyue looked at Li Moling with a smile, like a big bad wolf seeing a little rabbit. "Oh, you really are as spirited as your name suggests!" (He added to himself: *I wonder if you'll still be spirited in bed.*)

"Oh, right, since it’s your first time here, why don’t I show you around?"

Li Moling had witnessed enough of the world’s cold and warm ways over the past six years; she was no naive flower. She could see An Benyue’s ulterior motives clearly. She politely declined, "No thank you, I need to go see the counselor. I won't trouble you."

An Benyue’s eyes lit up. "That’s perfect! The Finance Department counselor and I are old friends. In all of Wushi University, who doesn't give me, An Benyue, some face? With me here, I guarantee you can walk through this campus with ease!"

"No need!" Li Moling still firmly refused. With a perfect man like her brother as a benchmark, a "little puppy" like An Benyue with just a bit of family money couldn't catch her eye. She just wanted to cherish this opportunity and study hard.

"Uh..." Having been rejected several times, An Benyue’s mouth twitched. In all of Wushi University, no one dared to refuse him. If he, An Benyue, set his sights on a woman, he had to have her.

"Freshman, I think you might not understand my status. Actually, I..."

"Shut up. My sister has already refused you! Get lost!" Li Moxuan had heard enough. He told An Benyue to get lost without any hesitation.

An Benyue hadn't expected Li Moxuan to show him no respect at all. He looked at Li Moxuan with a surprised expression and pointed to himself, unsure. "Are you talking to me? Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are!"

The scene had attracted the attention of the surrounding students. They looked on with surprise.

"Isn't that An Benyue?"

"He actually dares to talk to An Benyue like that? He must have a death wish!"

"Yeah, I heard An Benyue has a huge background. Even the Student Union President, Zhou Zijian, doesn't dare to cross him."

"These rich kids just come to university to play."

"Looks like An Benyue was hitting on a girl and pissed off her brother."

"Tch... what a waste of grace. Look at An Benyue’s family background; just being able to touch a bit of his gold dust would be a blessing for a girl like her. What is she putting on airs for? If he hadn't overlooked me, I would have already done whatever he wanted!"