Chapter 3: I can't help you

The students in the class followed Tang Xiaorou's gaze and looked towards the corner where Fang Yu was sitting.

Their eyes naturally fell on He Donglin, who was sitting in front of Fang Yu.

He Donglin was the school heartthrob of Class 3 in Grade 12. He was handsome and came from a wealthy family, making him the secret crush of many girls in the class.

Could it be that Tang Xiaorou transferred to this class for He Donglin?!

"Dong, Donglin, it seems like Miss Tang is coming for you," Hu Tao, the desk-mate, nudged He Donglin with his elbow and said.

He Donglin was also a bit puzzled.

In the first year of high school, he had pursued Tang Xiaorou, but before he could even say a word, he was warned by someone sent by the Tang family.

Since then, He Donglin knew that Tang Xiaorou was not someone he could mess with.

But now, they were already in their final year, about to graduate. Why did Tang Xiaorou come to him instead?

Could it be that Tang Xiaorou has been secretly in love with him for a long time?

With this thought in mind, He Donglin immediately straightened his back, neatly arranged his bangs, and felt extremely excited in his heart, though he maintained a calm appearance.

The students in the class focused their attention on Tang Xiaorou and He Donglin.

As for Fang Yu and Liu Pangzi, they had long been ignored by them.

One was a chubby otaku, and the other had a reclusive personality. How could they possibly catch the attention of the goddess Tang Xiaorou?

"Damn it, another flower is going to be wasted by He Donglin!"

"Sigh, if only I could be rich and handsome like He Donglin."

"Tang Xiaorou is my goddess... How could she like someone else?"

The boys in the class felt both envious and jealous, their emotions complicated.

The head teacher, Huang Hai, looked kindly at Tang Xiaorou and asked, "Tang Xiaorou, do you want to sit with He Donglin?"

Tang Xiaorou didn't say anything, she simply walked down from the podium and headed towards Fang Yu's position.

He Donglin felt nervous, his heart thumping, thinking about what to say as the first words.

As Tang Xiaorou approached, He Donglin straightened his back, instinctively adjusted his hair, feeling extremely excited inside, but maintaining a calm exterior.

The students in the class, their eyes all focused on Tang Xiaorou and He Donglin.

Meanwhile, the request of Tang Xiaorou and He Donglin's refusal completely caught them off guard.

"Why... why would you refuse?!" some boys couldn't help but exclaim.

Tang Xiaorou requesting to sit with Fang Yu was already shocking enough.

But they didn't expect Fang Yu to actually refuse to sit with Tang Xiaorou.

Did he know what he was refusing?

It's the dream of all the boys in the school!

"Damn it, if you don't want to, I do!"

All the boys in the class were shouting in their hearts.

Tang Xiaorou didn't care about Fang Yu's refusal. She turned to Huang Hai.

Feeling Tang Xiaorou's gaze, Huang Hai tensed up.

With Tang Xiaorou's status, even the principal would show respect. Now that she made a request, Huang Hai naturally had to fulfill it.

So, Huang Hai looked at Fang Yu and said sternly, "Fang Yu, you need to show a better attitude! Tang Xiaorou just joined our class, how can you speak to her like this?"

"You and Liu Dong are always whispering in class, I've been wanting to separate you two!"

"Perfect, let Tang Xiaorou sit with you, and Liu Dong can move to the back of the second group, sitting alone! Move now!"

With the teacher's command, Fang Yu naturally had nothing to say.

A few minutes later, Tang Xiaorou successfully became Fang Yu's desk-mate. As for Liu Pangzi, he was left sitting alone at the back of the second group.

"Tang Xiaorou is a top student from the prestigious class, everyone should learn from her!" Huang Hai continued to flatter.

For Fang Yu, sitting with Tang Xiaorou was undoubtedly a terrible thing.

He had kept a low profile for the past two years in this high school, to the point where most of the students in the class couldn't even remember his name. But Tang Xiaorou had ruined it all.

Just like now, even though they were still in class, Fang Yu could feel many eyes locked on him.

"Sigh." Fang Yu sighed and rubbed his temples.

After class, under the gaze of the whole class, Fang Yu and Tang Xiaorou left the classroom and went to the rooftop of the school building.

"I know why you came to find me, but I can tell you, I can't help you," Fang Yu said straightforwardly as soon as they met.

Tang Xiaorou bit her lip and said, "You're the disciple of the Divine Physician. You must be able to save my grandfather."

"I've already said, I'm not a disciple of Xia Xiuzhi, I'm his friend," Fang Yu shook his head.

"Don't lie to me. You can tell at a glance that my grandfather has advanced-stage lung cancer and has less than three months to live. Besides the disciple of the Divine Physician, who else can do it?" Tang Xiaorou said firmly.

Fang Yu regretted saying that sentence in the first place.

"So what? Just because I can tell doesn't mean anything. Late-stage cancer, no one in the world should be able to cure it, right?" Fang Yu raised an eyebrow.

"I... I don't expect you to cure him. I just hope... you can prolong my grandfather's life, let him live a few more years... please, we really have no other way..." Tang Xiaorou's beautiful eyes turned red, choked up.

In this past year, the Tang family had spent a lot of money inviting well-known experts from home and abroad to diagnose Tang's grandfather, and the conclusions were all the same - his illness was incurable.

Afterward, they went through great difficulties to find the residence of the Divine Physician Xia Xiuzhi, but they didn't expect Xia Xiuzhi to have already passed away.

Now, appearing at Xia Xiuzhi's residence and being able to see Tang's grandfather's condition at a glance, Fang Yu became their last hope.

Tang Xiaorou, a beauty of her caliber on the verge of tears, with a pitiable appearance, no normal man could resist.

However, Fang Yu was not a normal man. He was an old monster who had lived for nearly five thousand years.

"I'm sorry, I really can't help you. I don't need money either," Fang Yu said lightly, turned around, and left.

After walking a few steps, he turned back and said, "By the way, I hope you can move away. I don't want to sit with you. I really... dislike trouble."

Seeing Fang Yu leave without even looking back, Tang Xiaorou's face turned pale with anger.

As the daughter of the Tang family, she had never tried to be so humble and beg someone, not even shedding a tear.

But this Fang Yu, he just wouldn't budge, and even had an indifferent appearance.

"Dislike trouble? Then I'll make trouble for you!" Tang Xiaorou gritted her teeth.

The two returned to the classroom and there was no communication during the remaining classes.

Until the last class of the morning ended, Fang Yu was still slumped over his desk sleeping, while Tang Xiaorou tidied up her books and poked Fang Yu's shoulder with her tender fingers.

"Fang Yu, let's have lunch together," Tang Xiaorou said with a sweet voice.

Fang Yu looked up and saw Tang Xiaorou's smiling face, feeling something was not right.

"Forget it, you were exhausted last night, just keep sleeping. I'll bring you lunch later, wait for me, okay?" Tang Xiaorou's beautiful eyes flashed a trace of cunning, and she left the classroom.

In the classroom, the students who heard Tang Xiaorou's words were going crazy.

These two sentences contained too much information!

What does "exhausted last night" mean? And what did the shyness and blush on Tang Xiaorou's face mean?!

Could it be that Tang Xiaorou had already been with Fang Yu...

Faced with the jealous gazes of the boys in the class, Fang Yu remained calm.

It seemed that Tang Xiaorou was sincerely trying to cause trouble for him.

However, Tang Xiaorou was willing to tarnish her own reputation just to create a misunderstanding, showing her ruthlessness.

But Fang Yu simply didn't care.

He disliked trouble, but it didn't mean he was afraid of trouble.

Wasn't it just getting famous in school and being envied by a group of immature kids?

What was the big deal?

As a person who had cultivated for nearly five thousand years, if he couldn't handle the little tricks of a teenage girl, he might as well commit suicide.

Fang Yu stood up and wanted to find Liu Pangzi to have lunch together, but he was called back.

"Hey, Fang Yu, I want to discuss something with you. Can we talk in the corridor?" The one speaking was He Donglin, who sat in the front row.