But how would he know that it’s just to avoid working overtime during National Day that he’s been so dedicated, although Luo Fan’s little thought hasn’t been expressed yet.

He doesn’t know why, but whenever he intends to reveal it, unexpected changes block his words in his throat.

Gu Qianqian, in this regard, is pure as a blank slate, and even if she were bold, she wouldn’t dare bring it up in front of her parents.

Besides, the two of them have only held hands so far. She knows Brother Luo Fan’s feelings, but can’t quite define what their relationship is now.

Luo Fan is a wise man; he understands all this and is waiting for an opportunity.

And finally, the opportunity came.

On Saturday afternoon, he drove to the entrance of Imperial Capital University’s gate, here to pick up Gu Qianqian.

Checking his watch, he realized he arrived early—there’s more than an hour until school ends.

His tall frame leaned against the car hood, with passersby constantly glancing at him—a luxury car, a handsome man—at Imperial Capital’s entrance, amidst a talented crowd, he was the one who immediately stood out.

Like he was born with an aura.

Although Luo Fan has long been accustomed to such gazes, being stared at for over an hour at the gate was undoubtedly boring.

It’s stuffy inside the car, so perhaps it’s better to wait for Qianqian after school inside.

He’s been quite busy lately, making fewer phone calls to Qianqian, and doesn’t know what her final class is or which building she’s in, but Luo Fan still casually strode into Imperial Capital University’s main gate.

If not for this neat suit, if not for this unique aura and looks, one might mistake him for a student here, although, in fact, he’s graduated for years.

Some students hurried with their steps, others strolled leisurely. His presence still drew attention, speculations arose: some thought he might be a new professor, others realized it’s Saturday, concluding he’s here to pick up a student, speculating who—because he looked anything but ordinary.

But those who managed to get into Imperial Capital University typically carried a sense of superiority, unlike the societal figures waiting at the gates; thus, Luo Fan leisurely walked undisturbed along the campus avenue, mentally guessing which building Qianqian might be having her class in.

It was autumn, the avenues were lined with towering sycamore trees, their grand leaves had turned golden, some fallen to the ground, their texture clear, veins distinct, perfectly shaped, as though nature had carefully crafted artworks scattered across the earth.

Stepping on them made a slight sound, reminding people that autumn was in its final moments.

This inexplicably brought a tinge of melancholy to Luo Fan’s heart, yet the thought of Qianqian swelled his chest with undefined emotions—rippling, sweet, blissful, love...

In short, it’s all filled to the brim.

He loved this feeling.

Absolutely adored it!

The corners of Luo Fan’s mouth involuntarily curved upwards, peach blossom eyes graced with a gentle smile, his mood was exceptionally bright.

Indeed, soon he’d meet Qianqian again after over half a month. Naturally, he was thrilled.

But suddenly, he heard a familiar girl’s indignant voice from ahead, "If you keep pestering me, I’ll be rude!"

Then came a slightly frivolous, lazy voice, "How will you be rude? Come on, it’s all fine by me—hit me, scold me, grab me, pinch me... I like it all."

Luo Fan abruptly stopped, then without hesitation rushed towards the sound, cutting through a seating area to see Gu Qianqian clutching a stack of books, opposite her stood a young man with arms spread wide, his annoying voice ringing, "Come on, darling!"

Luo Fan’s chest felt ready to explode; with unprecedented speed, he charged forward, not bothering to question who the person was or his relationship with Qianqian—just his words ensured Luo Fan wouldn’t let him off.

Qianqian was like a young sapling, meticulously nurtured over the years, now beautifully grown; Luo Fan couldn’t stand anyone even glancing at her, let alone this reckless young man saying such things to her.

Thus, rushing to her side, Luo Fan shielded Gu Qianqian, then kicked the young man over, swiftly pouncing like a leopard. Surprisingly, the young man reacted quickly, snapping up from the ground like a fish.

Clutching his chest with his right hand, his narrow eyes filled with anger; the curse hadn’t escaped his lips before Luo Fan punched him back down, and the two started to brawl.

It all happened too fast—so fast that Gu Qianqian hadn’t reacted.

By the time she did, her classmate Wen Zhendong was already pinned on the ground by Brother Luo Fan, undergoing a one-sided beating.

Meanwhile, people had gathered around; only a few male classmates rushed in to try pulling Luo Fan off Wen Zhendong. Gu Qianqian dropped her books, ran forward, and pushed those male classmates away, shouting, "Mind your own business!"

Gu Qianqian was actually quite strong; over the years, with her sister’s peace Buddha pendant boosting her, and having taken care of her fitness, she easily pushed those weakling male classmates aside. She had to do this because a couple of them were close to Wen Zhendong, and if they intervened, Brother Luo Fan would be at a disadvantage.

Actually, Gu Qianqian worried needlessly; just them like that—even if ten of them came, Luo Fan wouldn’t care.

At this moment, Luo Fan’s heart was as sweet as honey.

Having spent so much time with Qianqian, he knew exactly what the little girl wanted to do and why she acted. Additionally, Luo Fan knew how to fight without causing injuries, but he made sure it hurt unbearably. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

And since this was a campus, he couldn’t continue a one-sided beating for long.

Seeing Gu Qianqian come over, Luo Fan let go—not continuing to beat him, but still kicked him aside, pointing at him with a chilling voice, "Frivolous conduct, scandalous behavior, disrespectful speech, utterly shameless—you’re a disgrace to this school’s students. Tell me, did you learn all that knowledge to feed it to the dogs?"

Those few male classmates helped the battered Wen Zhendong up, looking bewilderedly at the dignified young man before them.

Who is he?

Could he be a new teacher at the school?

How could he speak so righteously, with such conviction?