TSFLIP Chapter 758

Gu Lan blurted out, “Xia Fengguang, you’ve completely lost your mind.”

“She’s right.”

The boy who’d been silent all this time finally spoke. He lifted his head, his gaze locking onto Gu Lan with unmistakable intensity—yes, with deep affection. Slowly, he said, “I have no interest in Mu Jin, because… the one I like is you.”

It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck him. Gu Lan stood frozen, even letting go of the boy’s collar without realizing it.

The crowd, which had been buzzing with chatter, fell silent all at once.

After what felt like ages, Gu Lan finally found a way to break the awkward silence. He turned toward Fengguang—the person he considered the true culprit—and snapped irritably, “Xia Fengguang, did you set this guy up to embarrass me!?”

“What?” Fengguang, also snapping out of her daze, raised her voice to match his. “Are you kidding me? If I wanted to humiliate you, I’ve got a thousand ways to do it. Why would I need to hire someone for that?”

The truth was, she’d only made a casual remark earlier. She never expected the boy to actually confess that he liked Gu Lan. The revelation had stunned her too.

Gu Lan gritted his teeth. “If you didn’t send him, then why is he even here!?”

“I came on my own.” The boy’s voice softened into something tender, almost painfully so. “I just wanted to be a little closer to you. Everything that happened today was my decision alone—it has nothing to do with anyone else.”

Hearing a grown man speak to him with such gentleness made Gu Lan’s skin crawl. He stumbled back a few steps before shouting, “Who the hell are you!? I don’t even know you!”

“My name’s Wu Min. I’ve been sitting right next to you for two years.” He let out a bitter laugh. “I know… of course you don’t remember me. After all, I’ve never been the kind of person anyone notices.”

Standing beside Fengguang, Han Chen murmured, “I’m guessing you don’t remember him either, do you?”

Fengguang stayed silent—because she really didn’t.

“Cold world, cold hearts…” Gu Lan shook his head theatrically, though the words carried zero weight coming from someone as callous as him.

Fengguang defended herself. “Hey, I only transferred here recently, okay? And look at Gu Lan—he’s been in the same class with this guy for two whole years and doesn’t even know he exists. He’s the one who deserves criticism!”

Han Chen only chuckled, saying nothing.

It was then that Mu Jin finally noticed Han Chen. She still remembered he was the idol of her dreams. Clutching the hem of her skirt, she ignored the bizarre drama of Gu Lan being confessed to by another boy. Her heart thumping wildly, she walked straight up to Han Chen.

“President, you’re here too.”

“Mu Jin,” Han Chen greeted her with a flawless smile. “Happy birthday.”

It was the first time all day that anyone had wished her happy birthday. Mu Jin’s heart raced even faster. “Thank you, President. I’m so glad you came.”

Meanwhile, Gu Lan’s irritation spiked. Here he was, tangled up with some guy’s confession, while that silly girl had the nerve to cozy up to her crush.

He glanced back at Fengguang, and a spiteful thought suddenly took root. Striding over, he grabbed her hand, and before anyone could react, he yanked her into his arms. Forcing his voice into something almost tender, he declared, “Fengguang, you have to believe me—my heart belongs only to you.”