Plenty of people knew that Yun Zijin had donated money to the university, and it was a significant sum.
If Yun Zijin were to go and voice her opinion, it might actually work.
Still, Qin Sitong wouldn’t go bothering Yun Zijin unless it was absolutely necessary. She wasn’t above a little name-dropping, though.
"Senior Sister Qin, we were just asking. It’s fine if you don’t want to say anything. We’ve got to go, so we’ll see you later. Bye, Senior Sister Qin."
The group that had wanted to stop Qin Sitong and ask about Fu Ze now scattered faster than anyone.
Once they were gone, Qin Sitong shot Fu Ze a glare. ’This man... he’s nothing but trouble.’
Fu Ze was completely baffled by her glare. ’I didn’t even do anything,’ he thought. ’Why is she glaring at me? How unfair is that?’
But even if Fu Ze was dense, he knew better than to argue right now. He could only play along.
"It’s my fault," Fu Ze promised. "Next time we’re in a crowded place, I’ll be sure to wear a mask."
He said, making his promise.
"Forget it. It’s not your fault. When someone’s outstanding, there will always be more people trying to snatch them away."
’If Fu Ze could be stolen away, it would only prove that they weren’t meant to be.’
Qin Sitong was a rational person, not some love-struck fool.
Fu Ze had no idea what was going through Qin Sitong’s mind. If he did, he would probably want to knock some sense into her.
’Honestly, what kind of nonsense goes through that little head of hers all day?’
After being single for so many years, the fact that he had so resolutely confessed to her meant he was definitely in it for the long haul, with marriage in mind.
He wasn’t like those playboys who treated life as a game, swapping girlfriends as often as they changed clothes.
Fu Ze followed Qin Sitong through the gates of Dijing University, then waited with her at the campus bus stop just inside.
"If I’d driven onto campus, I could have dropped you right at your dorm by now. We wouldn’t have to be waiting here."
Fu Ze felt it wasn’t about what car he drove. What mattered was that Qin Sitong let other people know she had a boyfriend.
"That’s too high-profile, which isn’t good. Besides, the campus bus is quick."
A bus came every ten minutes on average, which was very convenient for students without their own transportation.
"You just don’t like my car. Next time I’ll drive something more low-key. That would be okay, right?"
Fu Ze mentally scrolled through the cars in his garage, wondering which one looked relatively low-key.
As he said this, he sounded a little hurt.
Anyone would feel hurt if they happily went to pick up their girlfriend, only to be disliked because their car was too expensive.
"It’s just that I don’t want to cause any trouble. If you drove a car worth a hundred or two hundred thousand, I wouldn’t have to be this cautious."
Fu Ze was speechless.
’I’ve never even seen a car worth only a hundred thousand in my entire life.’
"A car that costs a hundred-something thousand... Are you sure its safety features are reliable?"
Fu Ze’s tone was laced with uncertainty.
Qin Sitong rolled her eyes. "Of course they are! Otherwise, would dealerships even dare to sell them? Young Master, I know you’re rich, but don’t overdo it, okay?"
’You’re going to make some people feel attacked.’
"Then... should I go buy one?"
Fu Ze figured that if Qin Sitong disliked a car worth several million, he could just drive one that cost less than a million. That should be fine, right?
Don’t tell him that even a car worth less than a million could lead to rumors about her being a sugar baby.
If that were the case, Fu Ze could only conclude that to the dirty-minded, everything looks dirty.
"No, you don’t have to change your lifestyle for me. I’ll get used to it eventually."
It was just that their relationship was still new, and Qin Sitong hadn’t quite adjusted her mindset yet.

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