Rejected by the Campus Belle, I Find My True Love-Chapter 321 - 319: Kid, caught you, didn’t I?

Losing to Xue Yang was one thing, but if she lost to his little brother, it would mean she was genuinely less skilled!

No way! Absolutely no way!

She had already failed twice in her life.

Once was against Xue Yang.

The other, naturally, was against Lin Xi.

She could accept defeat at their hands, but against anyone else, she—would—not—yield!

Soon, the person she added accepted her friend request.

Si Wen’s eyes lit up, and she shot to her feet excitedly, startling a woman sitting nearby.

You little rascal, let’s see you get away this time!

Si Wen created a team and pulled the person into the game lobby.

The other player clearly didn’t recognize Si Wen. He had simply been curious when a girl suddenly sent him a friend request, so he accepted. Upon entering the lobby, he sent a question mark.

To Take You Plucking Stars: ? May I ask who you are?

Si Wen Not So Refined: Do you know Xue Xing?

To Take You Plucking Stars: I do.

Si Wen Not So Refined: Then do you have his WeChat?

To Take You Plucking Stars: I do.

Si Wen Not So Refined: Give it to me.

To Take You Plucking Stars stared at the messages from this sudden new friend who was immediately asking about Xue Xing, and his curiosity grew. Instead of giving her Xue Xing’s WeChat ID right away, he asked, "Who are you? Why do you want his WeChat?"

Si Wen Not So Refined: QQ is fine if you don’t have his WeChat.

To Take You Plucking Stars was tempted to leave the lobby. This person was just bizarre.

Could she be here to cause trouble for Xue Xing?

Si Wen seemed to realize her questions were too abrupt. She changed her approach, "I’m a friend of his. I need to talk to him about something, but I don’t have his contact info, so I added you to ask."

To Take You Plucking Stars: But how did you know that I know Xue Xing?

He was starting to suspect this person was a scammer. His grades weren’t great, so he played a lot of games. As a result, he’d met quite a few "girls," only to discover that ninety percent of them were actually men. The experience had left him quite traumatized. He decided to see what this person was really up to.

Si Wen Not So Refined: Fine, I’m a friend of his brother, Xue Yang. I need to talk to him about something.

To Take You Plucking Stars: You know Brother Xue Yang?

His confusion deepened. Could it be she’s not a scammer after all?

He pressed further, "How can I be sure you’re telling the truth?"

Si Wen’s patience ran out. She switched on her microphone and said bluntly, "Hurry up and send me Xue Xing’s WeChat or QQ! I have a score to settle with him!"

To Take You Plucking Stars: ...

It’s... really a girl!?

"I told you to send it, didn’t you hear me?"

Although Si Wen had blown up, her voice was cute but fierce. By the time To Take You Plucking Stars came to his senses, he had already sent her Xue Xing’s WeChat and QQ numbers.

To Take You Plucking Stars: ...

I think I just sold out my brother.

He quickly typed a line: May I ask, why are you in such a rush to find him? Is something wrong?

The message sent, but the other player had already left the lobby.

To Take You Plucking Stars was stunned for a moment before leaving the lobby as well. He saw that Si Wen was still online and tried to send another message, but it wouldn’t go through. When he checked her game profile, he discovered he had been unfriended.

"?"

What’s going on?

He quickly exited the game, found Xue Xing on WeChat, and sent him a message.

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After taking a screenshot of Xue Xing’s contact information, Si Wen executed a flawless sequence of exiting the lobby and deleting the friend, giving him no chance to react. She only cared about achieving her goal. Anything else was outside her consideration.

After closing the game, Si Wen sent friend requests to Xue Xing on both WeChat and QQ. Now, all she had to do was wait. She refused to believe that someone, in this day and age, would live in the age of carrier pigeons just for the sake of studying.

Little rascal, let’s see you get away this time.

What do they call it? Never underestimate a woman’s determination to find you. On any given matter, if a woman doesn’t want to know something, you could place the truth right in front of her, and she wouldn’t see it. But if she *does* want to know, she can transform into Sherlock Holmes over a single reflection, uncover the slightest clues, and deduce the truth.

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Xue Xing finished his last chemistry problem and checked the time. It was already ten o’clock.

His schedule was meticulously planned. He studied until ten every night. Then, he’d spend half an hour online, catching up on the latest news and handling any messages. Bedtime was promptly at ten-thirty. A high school student who could sleep at this hour and still get good grades was already ahead of the vast majority of his peers.

The first message was from his good friend, Guo Ziwen.

"Xue Xing, have you offended anyone recently?"

Xue Xing stared at the random message, baffled.

What’s gotten into Ziwen this time?

Having grown accustomed to his underachieving friend’s intermittent bouts of craziness, Xue Xing simply replied with a "No" and closed the chat window.

Immediately after, he saw a new friend request on WeChat.

"Si Wen Not So Refined"? Why does that ID seem so familiar?

Xue Xing thought for a moment but couldn’t place it. Convinced he must know the person, however, he accepted the request.

Si Wen had already returned to her room, even taking her phone with her into the shower. Two hours later, she emerged, still waiting for Xue Xing to accept. She was about to fall asleep.

Just as she was nodding off, her WeChat suddenly chirped. The sound jolted her wide awake, and she snatched her phone to look.

Her eyes gleamed. You little rascal, I’ve caught you now!

On the screen was the notification that Xue Xing had accepted her friend request.

Si Wen didn’t beat around the bush. She got straight to the point: "Are you Xue Xing?"

Xue Xing had planned on greeting her, then casually asking who she was and if they knew each other. But since she immediately asked if he was Xue Xing, she was clearly an acquaintance.

He thought for a moment, then typed back, "I am not."

Si Wen: ?

Not him? How could that be? Did that guy lie to me?!

Si Wen was fuming. "#@$%..."

She played games often and was used to trading insults. Alone in her room, with no one to judge, her language could get quite foul. If anyone else saw her now, they would probably shout, "False advertising!"

After sending his reply, Xue Xing put his phone down and went to sleep. It was time, and his internal clock was very punctual.

He was fast asleep, but someone else couldn’t sleep at all.

After a brief vent, Si Wen’s rational mind returned. She clicked on Xue Xing’s Moments feed and discovered that he was, in fact, Xue Yang’s brother, Xue Xing!

Men really are liars!

She took a screenshot of his Moments and sent it as proof that he was lying, but her message sank like a stone in the ocean, met with total silence.

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