What Should I Do If My Ex-Girlfriend's Pheromones Smell Too Good? - Chapter 15

Chapter 15: Clarification — Student Yan Is Not a Good Person At All; Student Shu Is the One with the Good Temper…

43L: The person above, you dropped your dignity at my place. Do you still want it? [Swings it around]

56L: So, why is the map of the school’s first bucket of drama getting bigger and bigger? Who on earth is that Omega? Does anyone know her identity?

57L: Let’s not dig into her personal info. That little Omega hasn’t done anything wrong.

58L: Agreed.

Shu Qiong scrolled through the thread. The subsequent posts were mostly fluff—betting, choosing sides, and gossip—and for the most part, the discourse was harmonious. After all, they were all Military University alumni, so everyone was a bit more reserved than they would be on the StarNet.

However, there were some extreme cases. Shu Qiong noticed an ID called “Mind Like Still Water” who had been jumping around spreading false rumors. Their words were foul and mostly focused on vulgar topics. Even after the forum moderators deleted several of their posts, they didn’t stop, persisting in their efforts to slander until they earned a mountain of reports.

Thanks to everyone’s relentless efforts, “Mind Like Still Water” was finally banned for seven days. However, the gossiping atmosphere in the thread had been completely ruined. Disappointed, the crowd left a final insult toward the banned user and moved on.

Shu Qiong knit her brows at such rabid-dog-like behavior. These days, it takes all sorts. Often, people who act the boldest online are the most cowardly and incompetent in reality; they can only use the mask of the internet to act arrogant.

Speechless, Shu Qiong clicked into “Mind Like Still Water’s” profile to look at their history. As she scrolled, she couldn’t help but let out a surprised “Whoa.”

Half of this person’s past comments were directed at her. What a coincidence. The content was brainless: attacking her mother, claiming she entered the university through the back door—the more ridiculous, the better. There was even a post fabricating a sexual rumor about Ms. Shu Ci.

When Shu Ci was young, she had been publicly pursued by several big shots across various fields. However, the final result shocked everyone: she didn’t choose any of those elites, instead bringing Shu Qiong’s father—who had nothing but a handsome face—into the Shu family as a matrilocal husband.

Now, this “Mind Like Still Water” was making a huge fuss based on that, completely ignoring Shu Ci’s brilliant achievements and personal charisma, choosing instead to spread groundless scandals. Obviously, every time he slandered her, he was met with an overwhelming wave of condemnation from normal human beings.

“…”

Shu Qiong doubted “Mind Like Still Water’s” species. Or perhaps the person had a special kink—a pervert who felt uncomfortable and couldn’t enjoy their food if they weren’t cursed at a few times a day?

She reported him one last time and took a screenshot. After that, she found Professor Wang’s contact info and sent it over.

Shu Qiong: Professor Wang, could you ask the forum moderators how to handle this situation? If these kinds of malicious comments spread outside the school forum, it won’t look good for the university’s reputation.

To her surprise, Professor Wang replied instantly with a [Knife] emoji.

Simultaneously, she sent a voice message: “Mhm, I’ll take care of it. The Military University’s assessment system is still too loose if scum like this can fish in troubled waters and get admitted.”

Shu Qiong felt instantly relieved. Seeing her handle the situation so smoothly, Jin Yan was filled with admiration.

Shu Qiong shrugged: “Isn’t this how social connections are meant to be used?”

If she had spent hours painstakingly editing a report herself, the forum moderators might not have been so efficient.

Jin Yan sighed: “This makes my indignant outburst look quite silly.” She pulled up the post she had made at noon. She truly couldn’t stand that idiot “Mind Like Still Water,” so she had made a real-name post to criticize him and clear Song Lianqiao’s name.

“Student Shu!”

As they were talking, the group heard a familiar voice and turned to see Song Lianqiao walking over with a meal tray. She sat down naturally at their table. “What a coincidence to see you here!” She blinked and complained, “Did you see ‘Mind Like Still Water’s’ posts on the forum? He’s acting like I dug up his ancestors’ graves!”

She had been busy in the workshop all day and only had time to check the forum while waiting in the cafeteria line. Seeing such outrageous comments about herself had left her fuming.

Jin Yan patted her shoulder. “It’s a loss for you to get angry at someone like that; it’s not worth it. I’ve already posted to back you up!”

Song Lianqiao beamed. “I saw it! The Eldest Miss is truly loyal!” Then she looked at the other protagonist of the rumors, Yan Xiangyu. “Thanks to you too, Student Yan~”

Yan Xiangyu simply gave a slight, nonchalant nod.

Shu Qiong glanced at Yan Xiangyu in surprise, then used Jin Yan’s bracelet to look at her real-name post. Jin Yan’s insults were very logically organized; she hadn’t fallen into the trap of trying to prove her innocence. Instead, based on “Mind Like Still Water’s” past comments and small clues, she had completely exposed his dark psychological motives. She must have been incredibly accurate, as “Mind Like Still Water” had been frantically replying to her thread.

Shu Qiong skipped over a few useless floors and saw that Yan Xiangyu had also left a comment under her own name.

104L Yan Xiangyu reply to 87L Mind Like Still Water: Smooth brain. Anyone who believes you is a fool. The instigator’s IQ is 2, and their character is 0.

105L Yan Xiangyu: The above values are based on a 100-point scale.

The Military University forum didn’t allow users to use system-recorded alumni names as anonymous IDs, so it was basically impossible to impersonate someone. The commenter could only be Yan Xiangyu herself.

106L: Hahaha, I’m impressed.

107L: I can’t take it—so Big Shot Yan has this kind of sarcastic persona?

The tone below shifted to a harmonious one. “Mind Like Still Water’s” insults looked more like a clown’s antics, and this time, everyone ignored him.

120L: Since the mood is good, let me be the brave vanguard! Big Shot Yan, what exactly is your relationship with Shu Qiong? Are you really exes?

123L: I want to ask too! Are all three Alphas really pursuing the same Omega?

126L Mind Like Still Water: I %&^*&(&(￥…+)@#)

139L: [Picks nose] ‘Mind Like Still Water’ doesn’t seem very still. You might as well change your name to ‘Flammable and Explosive.’ [Picks nose]

140L Mind Like Still Water: …

Yan Xiangyu didn’t comment further after that, leaving the netizens to entertain themselves. Shu Qiong thought for a moment and logged into her account.

198L Shu Qiong reply to 123L: We are all friends. Our relationship is quite good, it’s not what you’re guessing [Smile].

199L: ! The Big Shot replied to me! Then how is your relationship with Student Yan? Are you two really exes?

210L Shu Qiong: The past is in the past. Student Yan is a very good person. We are just ordinary friends and roommates. No need to over-interpret our relationship.

After posting this, she ignored the bustling thread, turned off her bracelet, and focused on her meal.

During this time, Yan Xiangyu kept glancing at her. Just as Shu Qiong put down her chopsticks, Yan Xiangyu handed her a tissue. Shu Qiong thanked her and reached for it. However, Yan Xiangyu didn’t let go, instead holding the tissue and dabbing the corner of Shu Qiong’s mouth for her.

Shu Qiong: ?

Yan Xiangyu spoke with a faint smile: “Ordinary friends.”

Shu Qiong: “…Otherwise what?”

Yan Xiangyu held the tissue she had used for Shu Qiong. She didn’t throw it away; instead, she folded it naturally and wiped a bit of sauce from her own lower lip.

Shu Qiong’s scalp felt numb. Yan Xiangyu watched her expression change with interest and let out a fake “hehe” laugh: “Student Yan is a very good person.”

Having just issued a “Good Person Card,” Shu Qiong felt embarrassed.

Under the table, Yan Xiangyu reached out and grabbed Shu Qiong’s left hand which was resting on her lap. She leaned close to Shu Qiong’s ear and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear: “Student Yan is not a good person at all. Student Shu is the one with the good temper, not even refusing when she’s being taken advantage of by an ‘ordinary friend and roommate.'”

Shu Qiong felt like she was going to explode and instinctively tried to break free. Unbeknownst to her, Yan Xiangyu was only holding her hand loosely. Shu Qiong used too much force, and her left hand slammed “bang” into the edge of the table, causing physiological tears to spring into her eyes from the sudden pain.

The others at the table were startled and looked over with concern. “What happened? Is your hand okay?”

Jin Yan was even more exaggerated, jumping up while pressing on the table: “Oh no, Daughter! A mech designer’s hand needs to be insured! Did you buy insurance?!”

D*mmit!!!

Shu Qiong’s mind went blank. With tears in her eyes, she looked up at Yan Xiangyu accusingly.

Yan Xiangyu held Shu Qiong’s left hand with a look of deep guilt, explaining to the group: “It’s my fault, I accidentally startled Qiong.”

Jin Yan’s mouth hung open as she looked back and forth between Shu Qiong and Yan Xiangyu, her face screaming there’s an affair. It had only been a few days and she was already calling her “Qiong”?

“…It’s—fine.” Once the initial pain passed, Shu Qiong managed two words.

Yan Xiangyu carefully pinched her hand to inspect it. “Is it red here? It looks a bit swollen.”

Shu Qiong widened her eyes to look. She only saw her still-slender fingers and the light calluses at the joints; she didn’t see any swelling at all. “No, it’s really fine now.”

Yan Xiangyu pursed her lips, lowered her long lashes, and held her hand under the table, gently rubbing the spot where it had been hit with her thumb. “Does it still hurt?”

“…It doesn’t. Hey, I’m not blaming you.” Shu Qiong felt her entire cerebral cortex going numb.

Yan Xiangyu, however, showed no intention of letting go. Her thumb was warm, and while rubbing, she gave Shu Qiong’s stiff fingers—which had been busy in the workshop all day—a detailed massage.

It didn’t just stop the pain; it was actually quite comfortable. She was too embarrassed to say it.