After My Death, the Richest Heiress Committed Suicide to Be With Me - Chapter 9

At this hour, the teaching building was empty, making every sound exceptionally clear. Mo Qinghan’s voice was not only several decibels higher than usual, but it was also piercingly sharp.

It gave Xiao Lou quite a start.

She hurriedly trotted down a few steps and pulled on Mo Qinghan’s arm.

“Xiao Han, Student Wu came to find me for help with her studies.”

Mo Qinghan acted as if she hadn’t heard, her eyes deathly fixed on Wu Yi.

She sensed that something was wrong. Wu Yi shouldn’t be like this. She was supposed to be violent, flamboyant, domineering, and arrogant; someone who only knew how to plunder and hurt others.

How could she be wearing a youthful, ethereal long dress, walking beside Xiao Lou like a gentle little fairy?

She’s back. It must be! This culprit!

Mo Qinghan’s blood boiled with a passion she could barely restrain; she wanted nothing more than to slap Wu Yi across the face.

“Xiao Han, let’s go back to the dorm.”

The familiar voice rang out again, and Mo Qinghan’s thoughts were suddenly pulled back from the abyss of raging hatred. Her gaze flickered for a moment before she tucked away all her emotions.

Wu Yi glanced at her, then nonchalantly shifted her gaze away, asking Xiao Lou, “Classmate Xiao, is this your friend?”

“Yes, her name is Mo Qinghan. She’s in the same department as me.”

Only then did Wu Yi look at Mo Qinghan again, giving a polite nod as a greeting.

Mo Qinghan and Xiao Lou stood together at the turn of the stairs, watching Wu Yi descend step by step until she reached them.

“Since your friend is here, I’ll head out first. My family is waiting for me.”

“Alright.” Xiao Lou handed the books back to her.

Wu Yi took them and said politely, “Thank you. Goodbye.”

Xiao Lou nodded to her. “Goodbye.”

Mo Qinghan’s gaze remained on her face. Just as Wu Yi was about to pass by, she suddenly spoke. “I know you’re that tutoring student, Wu Yi. I’ve seen your profile long ago. Several seniors introduced you to us very solemnly.”

As she spoke, she slightly tilted her slender neck, her gaze aggressive and filled with an almost tangible sense of disdain and loathing.

“Let me tell you, my classmate Xiao Lou was recruited to Huainan University as the top Liberal Arts student. Her only goal is to study hard; she doesn’t have time to play games with profligate children like you. I suggest your family find someone better qualified!”

Xiao Lou hurriedly intervened. “Xiao Han, you’ve misunderstood. Student Wu only came to ask about her homework; she didn’t ask me to be her tutor.”

A flash of suspicion appeared in Mo Qinghan’s eyes as she turned to look Wu Yi over.

Wu Yi was also slightly taken aback, but she soon gave a faint smile. “It seems Student Mo has many misunderstandings about me. After Classmate Xiao explained things to me the other day, I realized that I truly shouldn’t delay her studies. So, I’m only asking for guidance occasionally in our free time. Please don’t misunderstand.”

Mo Qinghan looked at her several more times, letting out a deliberate, cold snort. “As long as you understand. We are just ordinary students. If we don’t study well, we have no other way out. We can’t compare to you wealthy children.”

“Goodbye.” Wu Yi said no more and turned to leave.

Xiao Lou quickly pulled Mo Qinghan downstairs as well.

Outside the teaching building, right next to the West Gate, Wu Yi walked straight toward a black car. The driver and nanny, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately stopped their conversation upon seeing her.

One came forward to take her books and iPad, while the other quickly opened the car door for her.

Once everyone was inside, Wu Yi instructed, “Drive to the West Gate. Park the car facing the campus and turn off the lights.”

The driver followed her orders.

Xiao Lou and Mo Qinghan were walking behind her. Seeing that she had entered the car and driven out of the West Gate, they withdrew their gaze.

Mo Qinghan was a bit sullen. After a long while, she finally asked, “Lou, didn’t you say you weren’t taking that tutoring job? Why are you still helping her with her homework?”

Xiao Lou sensed her rejection of Wu Yi and explained seriously, “I did refuse the job, and she was understanding. She just hoped for a little guidance when my schedule isn’t busy.”

Mo Qinghan bit her lip. She desperately wanted to criticize Wu Yi more, but she held back.

When she saw Wu Yi just now, she had felt an uncontrollable urge to expose her ugly true colors, but she had restrained herself then, too.

Xiao Lou knew nothing.

Mo Qinghan looked back toward the West Gate, where only shadows under the streetlights and on-duty security remained.

Looking at Wu Yi’s reaction just now, she acted like she didn’t know me. Could it be she hasn’t returned?

But her transformation is too drastic, even her temperament has changed.

She furrowed her brows in deep thought, then suddenly turned to Xiao Lou, asking indirectly, “Lou, how many times has she come to find you?”

“The first time.” Xiao Lou answered casually, walking over to her bicycle and crouching down to unlock it.

Her backpack was heavy, weighing her down as she balanced.

Mo Qinghan walked over to her side and helped pull up the backpack handle to lighten the load. “Then, has she invited you out?”

“Invited me out?” Xiao Lou looked up at her in surprise, not understanding the implication.

A smile immediately flooded Mo Qinghan’s face. “If she invites you out to play, don’t go. Those wealthy children play fast and loose. Who knows what kind of places they go to.”

Xiao Lou simply listened without speaking. She stood up, sat on the bike, and stepped on one pedal. “Get on.”

Mo Qinghan happily sat behind her, naturally wrapping her arms around Xiao Lou’s waist.

“Ready.”

Xiao Lou’s body stiffened for a second before she pushed off the pedal. The bicycle glided onto the road and traveled steadily.

Feeling the arms tightly circling her waist, she spoke up. “Xiao Han, the weather is good. I’ll teach you how to ride this weekend so you won’t have to rely on me.”

Mo Qinghan pouted behind her back, her tone sounding a bit pitiful. “I’ve tried, but I’m really scared of riding. The moment I get on, I feel like I’m going to fall over. Lou, just take me with you. I’m not heavy.”

Xiao Lou felt a bit helpless, sensing that the girl was being a little too intimate with her.

After they had ridden about two or three hundred meters, Wu Yi gave an order. “Start the car. Follow them, slowly. Turn off the headlights.”

The streetlights were lit on the main campus road, so it was possible to drive without headlights. The driver found it extremely bizarre but dared not ask anything, silently complying.

The bicycle sped ahead. On the empty road, two rows of tall maple trees cast clusters of shadows. The bike carried them like a night breeze, passing through the tree-lined avenue, light and free.

They were too far away to hear clearly; only the faint sound of laughter drifted through the night air.

It was Mo Qinghan’s laughter.

Wu Yi sat upright in the back seat. Inside the dark cabin, her face was hidden, but her bright eyes flickered a few times in the darkness.

Seven or eight minutes later, the bicycle entered the Mulin Apartments, passing rows of flowerbeds before turning right and disappearing.

The driver and nanny waited for a while. Seeing that Wu Yi remained sitting silently, they finally asked, “Miss, they’ve entered the student dormitory. Should we go back?”

“Let’s go back.”

After a pause, she added, “Turn on the lights.”

If there was one person in this world she didn’t dare face directly, it was Mo Qinghan.

As soon as Wu Yi arrived home, she received a landline call from Qi Qing.

“A-Yi, I’ve been looking for you all night. Why haven’t you been answering your phone?”

Wu Yi took out her phone and checked. The screen showed six missed calls: one from the house landline, one from Lin Xia’s private phone, and the remaining four were from Qi Qing.

“Sorry, I was in a study session and had it on silent.”

When she was with Xiao Lou, she couldn’t bear to be disturbed by the outside world. Even if the King of Heaven himself had come, she wouldn’t have wanted to see him.

“Your transformation is too drastic. Are you really going to study hard?” Qi Qing still found it hard to believe.

Wu Yi didn’t address that, only asking, “Is there any progress on the investigation?”

“Yes. We haven’t been able to reach that Dr. Li you mentioned for the time being, but another research lab contacted me. I plan to meet them tomorrow at noon.”

“Alright. By the way, how is the company setup going?”

Qi Qing sounded a bit frustrated. “A-Yi, you’ve changed a lot recently. Tell me the truth, what exactly are your plans? You’ll be the head of the family sooner or later. The profit margins of a small, broken company can’t compare to the Group’s. It’s a waste of time.”

Qi Qing also came from a prestigious family; her vision was exceptionally high.

She knew Qi Qing looked down on small companies, thinking that a year’s profit wouldn’t match her monthly pocket money. But Qi Qing didn’t know that Wu Yi held business opportunities seven years ahead of their time. Once seized, a small company could instantly become a dark horse in the business world.

Wu Yi didn’t explain, only saying, “Just trust me. I won’t delay my own progress, let alone harm you. Help me pull together a few reliable people to set it up first; I’ll intervene later.”

“Fine.”

Wu Yi hung up and lay down after a quick wash.

Meeting Mo Qinghan just now, she acted like she didn’t know me at all, treating me like just another wealthy girl. Has she actually returned or not?

She couldn’t be sure, and she didn’t dare to look back at the scenes from the shuttle pod. She decided to wait until she met the people Qi Qing had arranged.

It was nearly midnight, but as she closed her eyes, sleep eluded her.

The night was quiet and vast, and her heart was like a wild horse, running unbridled.

She actually had a day where she could study with Xiao Lou.

For a full hour and a half, she was with her, so close to her. Thinking about it now felt like a dream.

I’m so happy.

Wu Yi couldn’t help but open her eyes and reach for her phone. As if directed by her heart, her fingers unhesitatingly opened the contact list and found the number she knew by heart.

She stared at it for a long time.

Suddenly, she opened the text message bar and began typing away, only to delete it all.

She tossed her phone onto the bed.

She pulled the duvet up to cover her face.

Underneath the soft bedding, she twisted and rolled, her two snow-white legs kicking out and then back in.

Her heart was in turmoil.

(Send her a text.) (No, I shouldn’t be too hasty!)

Two voices fought in her mind for a long time without a clear winner.

Wu Yi sat up abruptly. Closing her eyes, she grabbed her phone and tossed it onto the bed, muttering, “Heads I send it, tails I don’t!”

The phone landed on the duvet with a dull thud. She opened her eyes, looked at it, and smiled.

It was face up.

She immediately began typing.

[Classmate Xiao, can I add you on WeChat? It would be convenient to ask for your guidance in the future (^0^)(^0^)/]

No, too direct. Delete.

[Classmate Xiao, what’s your WeChat? I’ll add you (^o^)o]

No, the intent is too strong. Delete.

[Classmate Xiao, this is my WeChat ID. Could you add me when you have time? I have a question to ask ⊙▽⊙]

No, too fake. Delete.

Wu Yi racked her brain, deleting and rewriting more than ten times. Finally, she looked down and saw the character count in the input bar was zero.

After another long while, she finally wrote a complete sentence.

[Classmate Xiao, I’ve arrived home. Thank you for today ヽ(≧Д≦)ノ]

Closing her eyes, she gritted her teeth and hit send. She tossed the phone away and buried her head to sleep.

At noon the next day after school, Wu Yi didn’t even go home for lunch, staying at school to do her schoolwork.

Wang Xianya and Nangong Jin helped her get a top-tier set meal from the cafeteria.

Wu Yi took a few bites and then went back to focusing on math problems.

There was nothing else for it; from the moment she woke up until now, she had checked her phone eight hundred times, but she hadn’t received a reply to the text she sent.

She could only turn her disappointment into motivation for her studies.

Wang Xianya and Nangong Jin hovered around her, trying to please her.

“Eldest Miss, how can you be obsessed with studying? This isn’t your style!”

“Exactly, Miss Yi. Without your leadership, we are like a group of people without a leader.”

Several colorful girls behind them joined in listlessly, all struggling to accept Wu Yi’s sudden transformation.

We agreed to be profligate children together, yet you’re leaving us to become a top student?

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