Marrying the Scumbag Gong’s Villainous Older Brother [Transmigration] - Chapter 16

In order not to delay Shen Yijin’s schedule, Jingxun quickly parted ways with him.

Of course, he ultimately ended up wearing the man’s suit jacket back to the dormitory. Fortunately, by the time he climbed the five flights of stairs, the lights had already been turned out. His roommates were all buried in their books under their own desk lamps, so no one noticed that after stepping out for a while, he had returned with a piece of clothing that clearly didn’t belong to him.

Leaving aside the fact that the brand and material were things he currently couldn’t afford, the size alone—it could practically swallow Jingxun whole—made it obvious it wasn’t his. While no one was looking, Jingxun quietly smoothed out the wrinkles and hung the jacket in his closet.

The last time, he hadn’t known how to hide things and had flatly admitted to his roommates that he was no longer single, which led to a barrage of questioning. Luckily, Tang Jingyuan and Yang Yi weren’t true gossips; seeing his vague answers, they didn’t press too hard, merely offering concerned advice to watch out for scumbags and “white lotus” types. This allowed him to brush it off with ambiguous excuses.

If they were to catch him this time…

Jingxun breathed a secret sigh of relief. Simultaneously, that burning sensation in his face returned. Just a moment ago, he had asked Shen Yijin what the problem was with wearing a tank top in the dorm.

Shen Yijin had replied, “There’s no problem.”

He then quickly added, “I just don’t want others to see you like this.”

His gaze had lowered slightly, his tone turned deep, and his voice was incredibly husky. At that moment, Jingxun was left dazed for a second, thinking that this Villain Big Brother’s voice was truly pleasant. But a second later, his mind was full of question marks: So, what exactly does that mean?

Just as he was hesitating whether to press for further details, the other man took a step closer—Shen Yijin moved into his space.

The dark shadow cast by his excessively tall frame enveloped Jingxun completely. That deep, intoxicating voice rang in his ear once more: “I’m leaving.”

As if under a spell, Jingxun looked up. He felt they were standing far too close now. So close that the man’s scent became more intense, the wind felt hotter, and he couldn’t think straight at all. So close that he crashed right into Shen Yijin’s eyes.

For a fleeting second, Jingxun thought they should hug. He assumed Shen Yijin had stepped forward to embrace him. But it didn’t happen. The man simply gazed at him with those beautiful eyes and said, “I’ll see you when I return.”

“…Mhm.”

Jingxun let out a soft sound of agreement. It was a promise: When you return, I’ll see you.

However, the awkwardness regarding the jacket didn’t end there. When Jingxun regained his senses and tried to take it off to return it, Shen Yijin said, “Keep it. The temperature will drop tomorrow.”

Jingxun: “…”

Was he serious?

“But… aren’t you leaving right now? You’ll need formal wear for a business trip; it’s not right for me to keep it.”

Shen Yijin said, “I have more on my plane.”

I have more on my plane. On my plane. My plane…

Jingxun: “…”

Fine. It was his own world-view that was too small.

After that, Shen Yijin really had to leave. Under the man’s watchful eye, Jingxun was the first to head back into the dormitory building. Everything had seemed normal enough, but now, back in the pitch-black dorm, the thought of Shen Yijin’s clothes hanging in his closet gave him a strange sensation.

It felt as though he wasn’t alone anymore. In that closet, there were clothes belonging to two people. This was a unique experience…

Jingxun let out a heavy breath.

The next day.

Having successfully passed the interview, Jingxun officially joined the research group Professor Huo had mentioned.

“The client requires us to produce the product within three weeks at the latest. If we complete it as scheduled, the university will receive a generous reward, which will then be distributed among the team members,” the young teaching assistant explained.

“Our team will also distribute based on work done. Everyone has a base salary of 1,000, and the better you perform, the larger your bonus. Does anyone have any objections?”

Everyone shook their heads to signify their agreement. To the graduate students in the department, participating in this project was more about the experience than the money. In a situation where one could pad their resume, many would fight tooth and nail for an internship like this, working for free if they had to! Furthermore, while 1,000 wasn’t much, there were bonuses on top of that. For poor students, it was a welcome extra income.

The original owner, for instance, could usually only find part-time hourly work. Even working two jobs a month, he barely earned one or two thousand. Moreover, for Jingxun, this project was essentially a task he could complete with a flick of his fingers. He wouldn’t even need to strain his brain.

“It’s good that everyone is on board.”

The young male assistant pushed up his black-rimmed glasses. It was his first time leading students on a project, and he still seemed a bit green. Seeing that no one objected, he began introducing the details of the project before finally assigning tasks to each student.

The project was divided into two main parts: early-stage programming and late-stage data measurement. As the only non-Computer Science major, Jingxun was naturally assigned to the simpler, more accessible data measurement group.

“Student Yan Jingxun has a strong mathematical foundation, so this is perfect for him,” the assistant said.

Jingxun had no complaints. Even if the bonus for this stage was lower, he intended to keep a low profile anyway and had never planned to handle the main programming.

The other two students in Jingxun’s group naturally had no objections either. Measurement required using a large number of mathematical models. Some team members had seen Jingxun impress Professor Huo with their own eyes, while others had heard the stories; in short, after just a few days, there wasn’t a single person in the Computer Science department who didn’t know the name Yan Jingxun.

However, many who hadn’t seen this legendary “genius junior from the Math Department” in person were completely caught off guard by his visuals! Fair skin, a clean and elegant face, and handsome features. His eyes were like shimmering autumn waters, accompanied by a faint beauty mark near the tear duct, making people instinctively want to dote on him.

But the most striking thing was that this junior had a thick head of hair! Not only was his appearance enviable, but his hairline was something to be revered.

“My name is Chu Qiao,” a senior sister in his group introduced herself during the free discussion. “Looking forward to a happy collaboration, Junior Yan.”

“Hou Dongyu,” another senior brother came over to greet him.

Jingxun introduced himself to each of them.

“My god, Junior, do you use skincare products? How is your skin so good?” Senior Chu Qiao lived up to her name; not only was she pretty, but she also had a great figure. Despite that, she felt she couldn’t compare to her “fresh meat” junior and immediately asked for his skincare secrets.

Senior Hou couldn’t take it anymore and cut in, “It’s natural beauty. You can tell at a glance he was born with it. Stop being jealous.”

Jingxun smiled as he watched them bicker. This little interaction instantly brought the group members much closer. Once they were familiar with one another, the project officially began.

Jingxun’s group was tasked with designing a complete set of small programs to be used for data measurement and calibration once the main program was finished. Since the main programming group was still in the creative development stage, Jingxun’s side wasn’t in a hurry; their design wouldn’t be needed for at least two weeks.

Nonetheless, they didn’t dare be careless. The seniors took turns leading the research every day, and within two days, they had produced an initial version of the model. They then iterated on that version, striving to increase calculation speed and precision.

Jingxun loved this research atmosphere. He got along famously with his seniors.

Besides participating in the school project, Jingxun had also secretly found another gig online: helping a game company create some official small plugins. It wasn’t difficult, just a bit tedious, and the time allotted to him wasn’t much. But the price they offered was high, and the workload was manageable, so Jingxun had happily accepted the job.

These past two days, he was either at the classroom for project discussions or back in the dorm coding. Jingxun kept his schedule packed.

During this time, Shen Yijin sent over his assistant’s phone number, and occasionally, they would chat a bit via WeChat. The man rarely asked if Jingxun had eaten; instead, he shared topics related to the work on his business trip. Since Jingxun hadn’t hidden the fact that Professor Huo had invited him into a research group, Shen Yijin naturally talked to him about tech topics that required programming.

It was only then that Jingxun learned Shen Yijin was attending an international tech summit being held in Country E. This world wasn’t much different from his original one, except that the level of technology wasn’t as advanced or as highly prioritized. For example, the robotics competitions and research that Jingxun had focused on in his previous life didn’t have systematically formed organizations here.

Still, Jingxun was incredibly envious of that tech summit.

[Sir: Want to come with me next time?] [Jingxun: Sure!]

During his lunch break, Jingxun chatted with Shen Yijin while casually discussing problems with his seniors. On the other side of the room, a sudden cry of surprise erupted from the main programming group. Several seniors were scrolling through the news on their phones simultaneously. Jingxun heard them discussing: “Yiwei’s research project won the gold medal at that tech exhibition in Country E? That’s incredible!”

“The first one from our country, right? Not easy.”

“President Shen is really tough. How many billions must have been invested for this? Unimaginable…”

“Speaking of which, what does President Shen actually look like? Weren’t there rumors at the last recruitment fair that he was there? So, did he come or not? I heard he’s very young!”

“Probably not. Isn’t he a friend of Professor Huo? He should be up there in age.”

“No, I have a friend who knows people in those circles; he said President Shen is actually very young.”

“If you ask me, this President Shen is just too low-profile.”

“Heh, once you guys get jobs at Yiwei, you’ll see him. Come to think of it, our major at this university is pretty good; it’s the one with the best hope of coming into contact with a ‘Big Boss’?”

“Right now his info just isn’t public. Once Yiwei grows larger, it’ll be impossible to keep it hidden. There will have to be at least a few interviews.”

As Jingxun was subconsciously pricking up his ears to listen to the gossip, his phone chimed again. He saw that Shen Yijin had sent another message. Even though the alias was “Sir,” and no one knew who the person on the other side was, Jingxun still instinctively gripped his phone tighter. Only after ensuring no one was watching him did he open the chat.

Then, the color of Jingxun’s ears began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the chat, Shen Yijin had sent him a photo. The background looked like a massive indoor conference hall. Under a grand, hanging crystal chandelier, Shen Yijin was dressed in a formal suit, his long legs crossed as he sat upright in a chair, looking straight ahead.

The photo was taken from the side. It included several men and women of various ethnicities sitting near him, but without a doubt, Shen Yijin was the most eye-catching person in the group.

…It wasn’t just that he was young. Most importantly, he was extremely handsome and possessed a commanding presence.

Jingxun recognized it. This was likely video or image material from the summit that wasn’t being released to the public.