Chapter 12: Is This the Love Letter You Wrote to Me?

Lunchtime.

When Xu Muyan was away, Wang Haoran approached Wen Jing.

"Xu Muyan was called by the teacher to correct assignments," Wen Jing said proactively.

Wang Haoran always came looking for Xu Muyan, so Wen Jing was already used to it.

"I'm here to see you," Wang Haoran smiled, his charming eyes locking onto Wen Jing.

Wen Jing's face instantly flushed red. 

"What do you need from me?" she asked.

"Is this yours?" Wang Haoran revealed a love letter he had hidden behind his back, showing it to Wen Jing.

Wen Jing was startled and quickly denied it.

"It's not mine! I didn't write it!"

"Really? But the handwriting on this letter looks exactly like yours," Wang Haoran compared the letter to a note he pulled from Wen Jing's desk. The handwriting was unmistakably from the same person.

Wen Jing knew she couldn't hide it any longer.

"I… I'm sorry if it bothered you. I won't do it again. I'm really sorry…" Her voice and demeanor were humble and filled with self-reproach.

That's how it is with unrequited love.

The more you like someone, the lower your self-esteem becomes.

From Wang Haoran's attitude in the past, Wen Jing knew he wasn't interested in her.

Any interaction between them was only because she sat next to Xu Muyan.

That love letter was just a moment of weakness, an attempt to express her suppressed feelings. She didn't even sign her name.

Wen Jing never had the slightest hope that anything would come of it.

"You write well," Wang Haoran casually complimented her before leaning close to her ear and whispering, "I'll wait for you at the school gate after evening self-study, but keep it quiet, okay?"

Wen Jing, who had been ready to endure cold looks or even ridicule, was suddenly stunned by his words.

"After evening study, he'll wait for me? What does that mean? Could it be…?"

Wen Jing couldn't believe it, thinking it must be a dream. But a quick pinch to her leg confirmed it wasn't.

This was real.

The rest of the afternoon and evening study period, Wen Jing was lost in a cloud of joy she couldn't shake off.

Xu Muyan noticed her deskmate occasionally smiling to herself and curiously asked about it.

But of course, Wen Jing couldn't tell the truth.

Even though she was good friends with Xu Muyan, her feelings for Wang Haoran were something she kept deeply hidden.

Besides, Wang Haoran had asked her to keep it quiet.

Wen Jing definitely wasn't going to spill the secret.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the bell signaling the end of the last evening study session rang.

Wen Jing didn't leave immediately but pretended to organize her books. Only after most people had left did she push her bicycle out.

At the school gate, under a streetlamp, a Rolls-Royce Cullinan was waiting.

Wen Jing knew that was the car that always picked up Wang Haoran.

She had been secretly in love with Wang Haoran for so long that she had taken note of everything related to him.

She had even looked up the price of that Cullinan online—it was around seven or eight million yuan.

Wang Haoran's family was really wealthy.

In comparison, her own family didn't even have a car worth a fraction of that.

The difference between her and Wang Haoran was like that between a commoner and a prince.

The gap was enormous.

Wen Jing lowered her head, feeling very self-conscious.

Inside the Cullinan, Wang Haoran noticed Wen Jing's figure.

He got out of the car and approached her.

"Leave your bike at school. I'll take you somewhere," he said.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"You'll see," Wang Haoran replied as he led her into the car.

The Cullinan arrived at the entrance of a five-star hotel.

Wang Haoran and Wen Jing got out of the car, and he instructed the driver to leave.

"What are we doing here?" Wen Jing asked nervously, her face red.

"To do homework together," Wang Haoran said, winking at her.

"Oh? Alright," Wen Jing nodded, a little dazed.

The two of them walked into the hotel. Wang Haoran had already booked a room earlier in the day. After getting the room key at the front desk, they headed to the room.

It was a presidential suite, luxuriously furnished. Naturally, it wasn't cheap.

A night in this suite cost 18,000 yuan.

Once inside, Wen Jing felt extremely awkward and shy. She took out her homework and was about to start working at the desk.

But Wang Haoran quickly snatched her notebook away and tossed it aside.

Did he really book such an expensive room just to do homework?

No way.

That was impossible.

"You like me a lot, don't you?" Wang Haoran asked.

"Yes," Wen Jing nodded, blushing.

"How much do you like me?" Wang Haoran asked, his charming eyes staring into hers.

"I wrote it all in the love letter," Wen Jing murmured, staring at her toes, her face burning.

"So you'd do anything to be my girlfriend, right?" Wang Haoran summarized the essence of the love letter.

Wen Jing nodded.

Wang Haoran felt he had gauged the extent of Wen Jing's feelings for him, or rather, the depth of her crush.

To put it kindly, she was humble. To be blunt, she was a doormat.

But that was exactly what Wang Haoran wanted.

"A lot of girls like me, and many of them are prettier than you. I have plenty of options. You don't have any advantages. But if you want to be my girlfriend, I can agree to that. However, I have some conditions. If you break any of them, we're done."

Wang Haoran finished and waited for Wen Jing's response.

"Tell me," Wen Jing said eagerly. This was something she had longed for countless times, so she was determined to seize the opportunity.

"First, our relationship stays secret. Second, I can have other girlfriends, but you must remain loyal and devoted to me. Third, you can't interfere when I'm pursuing other girls; in fact, you might even need to help me. Fourth, only I can break up with you; you can't break up with me. Fifth, I haven't thought of it yet, but I'll add more if needed."

Wen Jing was dumbfounded, even a little angry. These demands were outrageous!

The boy she had liked for so long turned out to be a scumbag of the worst kind...

Wang Haoran continued, "Of course, I'll spend time with you whenever I can, take you on dates, buy you gifts for holidays and birthdays, and give you an allowance. Don't ask how much, but you'll be satisfied. Also, your grades are decent, but you're still a bit short of getting into a top university. I can help with that, and I promise you'll get into the school you want. And even if I get tired of you and break up with you, as long as you don't break any of my rules, I'll still set you up with a job after you graduate with a salary of at least 50,000 yuan a month."

"I've said my piece. If you're not interested, the door is right there. But if you're willing… then stay."

Wen Jing hesitated for a few seconds, then walked toward the door.

But instead of leaving, she locked it.

Then she called her family, saying she was staying over at a friend's house and wouldn't be home tonight.

Wen Jing knew that a normal relationship with Wang Haoran was impossible. The gap between them was too vast.

But being with him was something she had always dreamed of.

And now that dream could become a reality.

So what if she had to humble herself? After all, he was offering her so many benefits.

Why wouldn't she agree?

Even if it wouldn't last, at least she would have a memorable experience, one she could cherish for the rest of her life.

Her youth wouldn't be wasted.

Seeing Wen Jing's choice, Wang Haoran smiled.

To destroy Chu Bai and Chen Zishi's relationship, Wen Jing was a crucial pawn.

He needed to keep her firmly in his grasp, ensuring she wouldn't betray him.

Her heart alone wouldn't be enough.

Was he a bad person? Absolutely.

But that was just a basic requirement for a villain.

After all, villains use every trick in the book to go after the hero, but they always meet a tragic end.

If Wang Haoran played the good guy and fought fair, how could he stand a chance against the protagonist?

Might as well just give up now!