Chapter 22: The Vicious Fake Young Master of a Wealthy Family · 22

As Su Wenyu unpacked the takeout bags, he discovered that Zhou Xu seemed to have forgotten to buy him the milk tea.

But Su Wenyu stole a glance at Zhou Xu. Thinking about how his Villain Value today had been jumping up and down like a drop tower ride, he decided to just pretend nothing happened.

The milk tea could wait until next time. If he pressed his luck further, Zhou Xu might really want to punch him.

Su Wenyu took a bite of the sausage. It was still hot, with bits of cartilage inside. The texture was fantastic—crispy and crunchy.

With the sausage down the hatch, Su Wenyu once again marveled at how good it was to be alive.

Zhou Xu seemed quite afraid Su Wenyu wouldn’t eat enough. The spicy hot pot was also a very large portion, with a mix of meat and vegetables, and vinegar and chili provided separately in small food bags.

The moment the lid of the takeout container was opened, a rich, fragrant aroma wafted out.

Su Wenyu felt his saliva uncontrollably secreting. After finishing the last bite of his sausage, he immediately snapped apart a pair of disposable chopsticks, poured the vinegar and chili into the malatang and mixed it around, then picked up a large slice of meat and popped it into his mouth.

“Mm, delicious.” Su Wenyu instantly fell in love with the taste of malatang.

To prevent himself from laughing out loud while eating, Su Wenyu switched to a different drama and ate while watching.

After Zhou Xu finished his own two portions of food and tidied up his trash, he turned his head and saw Su Wenyu, cheeks bulging as he chewed.

Zhou Xu thought Su Wenyu looked like he’d never had a full meal in his life. Every time he ate, he resembled a little hamster, liking to stuff his mouth with a lot of food at once, puffing his cheeks out fully.

When Zhou Xu got up to throw his trash into the bin, he saw that although Su Wenyu didn’t eat as fast as he did, he’d already finished more than half of that huge portion of malatang.

So, considering how much he could eat, where exactly did all that meat on his body go?

Zhou Xu’s gaze subconsciously drifted to where he was sitting. His fingertips rubbed together lightly before he quickly looked away.

Probably not.

Every person’s backside… was soft.

Zhou Xu tidied his desk and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Su Wenyu caught his movement and took a bite of his fried chicken.

S University held no familiar friends for Zhou Xu, so he couldn’t go out to play ball in the evening. He simply stayed in the dorm.

A university student’s dorm life, though simple, wasn’t exactly boring.

Unable to play basketball, Zhou Xu sat at his desk and played on his computer.

The computer was newly bought, a high-spec machine he wouldn’t have dared even dream of in the past. When he played games, the smoothness gave him an explosive feel for the controls, and he won several matches in a row.

By the time Su Wenyu leisurely finished both the malatang and the fried chicken, Zhou Xu was still dominating his game, wearing his over-ear headphones, his gaze sharp. A flick of the sniper rifle, and an enemy was insta-killed with a headshot.

Su Wenyu, mimicking the way Zhou Xu had tidied his desk earlier, neatly packed the empty containers into a bag and tied it tightly, then wiped his table with a tissue.

After tidying up, Su Wenyu craned his neck from afar to look at Zhou Xu, seeking praise. He happened to see Zhou Xu execute an astonishingly cool maneuver.

Although he didn’t understand it, it looked incredibly impressive. Su Wenyu let out an appreciative, “Wow~”

The headphones didn’t block all sound. Zhou Xu quickly wrapped up the game, took off his headphones, and looked at him: “Finished eating?”

Su Wenyu nodded.

Zhou Xu glanced at the neatly packed trash bag on the table. Seeing nothing left but soup broth in the clear container, he was somewhat surprised.

“Finished the fried chicken too?” he asked.

Su Wenyu thought maybe he was unhappy that he hadn’t saved him a few pieces, and quickly said, “Did you want some? I’ll order more for you if you want.”

This implied he’d finished it all. Not a single piece was left.

Zhou Xu looked at his stomach, hidden by the loose T-shirt. He really wanted to know where all that food went inside such a slender frame.

“I don’t want any. Give me your trash; I’ll go throw it out,” Zhou Xu said, getting up and taking his own trash. He accepted the tied bag from Su Wenyu’s hand, grabbed his IC card, and headed downstairs to dispose of the garbage.

Although the AC was on in the dorm, keeping empty food containers inside would leave a lingering smell. Zhou Xu couldn’t stand that.

After tossing the trash downstairs, Zhou Xu made a detour to the fruit shop and browsed around. He bought some kiwi, apples, and bananas—all fruits that would be good for Su Wenyu’s current condition.

After buying the fruit, Zhou Xu initially planned to browse the nearby supermarket to see if there was anything else he needed. But looking up, he spotted a milk tea shop.

Very abruptly, Zhou Xu remembered that when he’d offered to bring food for Su Wenyu, Su Wenyu’s eyes had sparkled as he asked if he could get him a cup of milk tea.

Zhou Xu had replied “Got it,” then forgotten it completely.

Though he didn’t know if Su Wenyu, after eating so much, still had room for milk tea, Zhou Xu still went into the shop and carefully examined the menu.

The milk tea shop had a huge variety. Zhou Xu was a bit overwhelmed and didn’t know what Su Wenyu liked to drink.

He thought about using his phone to message Su Wenyu and ask what he wanted, but that would seem like he’d gone downstairs specifically to buy him milk tea. Wouldn’t that make him insufferably smug?

To avoid giving Su Wenyu another excuse to slander him for supposedly liking him, Zhou Xu simply asked the shop employee which ones sold the most.

Ultimately, on the enthusiastic recommendation of the young male employee, Zhou Xu ordered a cup of the most popular and best-reviewed Pearl Tea Jelly Milk Tea. Large size.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Xu returned to the dorm carrying a bag of fruit and the milk tea, like a hunter returning successfully from an outing, bringing back a bunch of spoils to feed the little hamster.

When Su Hamster saw Zhou Xu walk in with his hands full of stuff, he didn’t immediately think it was for him, assuming Zhou Xu just wanted some fruit.

But then, in the next second, a cup of milk tea was placed before him from behind. If not for his injured foot anchoring him to his chair, he would have jumped right onto Zhou Xu in sheer delight!

“I didn’t know what flavor you like, so I just bought one at random,” Zhou Xu said in an offhand tone.

Su Wenyu had never drunk milk tea before either, so anything was fine. He was so happy he was practically dancing with his hands and feet: “Anything you buy, I’ll like!”

Zhou Xu’s expression remained unchanged as he told him to behave and not fling his hands around, then took the fruit away to wash the apples and kiwi for him.

Su Wenyu tore open the straw, poked at the sealed top for ages, and couldn’t pierce it. Only with 520’s reminder did he realize he was using the wrong end—he needed to use the pointy side. After considerable effort, he finally managed to drink his milk tea.

His feeling was, as ever: it was good to be alive.

There were still so many countless delicacies in the world. He wanted to try every single thing he could eat while he was still alive in this world!

After washing the fruit and arranging it on a plate, Zhou Xu came out and casually set it on Su Wenyu’s desk.

By now, Su Wenyu had learned that anything placed on his desk was meant for him to eat. He muttered a muffled “Thanks” around a mouthful of milk tea, then chewed laboriously on the utterly unchewable tapioca pearls.

So very chewy. It was as if glue had been added.

Su Wenyu insisted on chewing the pearls into a complete mush before swallowing. It took him a good long while to get down a large mouthful of the tea.

Finally, after finishing the cup of milk tea, Su Wenyu also ate one apple, one kiwi, and one banana.

Zhou Xu watched, his brow furrowing. He was starting to wonder if they should keep some digestive tablets on hand in the dorm. Su Wenyu’s way of eating was even larger in volume than his own; it was a bit alarming.

When Su Wenyu was thoroughly stuffed, he also felt he might have eaten a bit too much today. He looked down and pinched his stomach.

“Bro, look, is my stomach bulging?” Su Wenyu pulled his shirt tight from behind his waist. On his overly slender frame, a slight bulge at his belly was clearly visible.

Zhou Xu: “…”

“Eat less in the evenings from now on. It can cause indigestion,” Zhou Xu said.

Su Wenyu understood: “Then I’ll eat more at lunch.”

Zhou Xu: “…”

Let him be. As long as he didn’t get another stomachache, everything was negotiable.

The dormitory building doors locked at 10 p.m., and at 11 p.m., all the lights in every dorm room were uniformly switched off. Only desk lamps could be used then; there was no power limit.

Zhou Xu had checked S University’s lights-out schedule. Only on weekends or the night before a holiday when there were no classes the next day was the lights-out rule lifted. Tomorrow was the first official day of classes, so tonight, the lights would go off at eleven.

Seeing that it was already ten o’clock, Zhou Xu got up, grabbed a change of clothes, went into the bathroom, locked the door, and took a quick ten-minute shower, brushing his teeth as well.

Finally, after ensuring in the mirror that he was fully dressed, he came out and asked Su Wenyu, “Do you want to shower? If so, I’ll move a chair in for you. You can sit and wash yourself.”

Su Wenyu lifted his collar and sniffed. “I’ll wash.”

Even though there was no sweat smell, he felt like he smelled of malatang.

Zhou Xu nodded. He helped him directly into the bathroom and onto the non-slip mat in the shower area, then brought a chair in for him.

The shower area barely fit the chair. Zhou Xu took down the handheld showerhead, adjusted the water temperature against the wall, and said, “I’ll go get you clean clothes and a towel. Just sit here and shower like this.”

Su Wenyu didn’t dare have any objections. He obediently sat on the chair and waited for him to bring the clothes in.

Since Zhou Xu had organized Su Wenyu’s wardrobe, he knew exactly where every item of clothing was.

T-shirt, pants—those two were simple enough.

But when it came to reaching for the underwear, Zhou Xu’s hand froze mid-air for nearly a full minute before he managed to convince himself to imagine this wasn’t underwear, but just a piece of fabric. He randomly grabbed a pair from the waterproof bag.

The tiny piece of fabric was discreetly bundled inside the clothes to hide it. Finally, along with a clean bath towel, it was placed on the trolley cart outside the shower area. Zhou Xu told Su Wenyu to dress himself after showering and to call him when he was ready to come out.

Seeing Zhou Xu’s obvious reluctance to linger, Su Wenyu nodded.

Thus, Zhou Xu quickly exited the bathroom, closing the door, and leaving Su Wenyu with some privacy.

Su Wenyu looked at the closed door, blinked, and slowly lowered his head to undress.

The top was easy to take off. The pants and underwear were a bit more troublesome, but as long as he didn’t put weight on his ankle, it was manageable. It took some time, but he got completely undressed.

Then Su Wenyu picked up the adjusted showerhead and carefully rinsed his body.

Shampoo and body wash were also placed within easy reach. Only the wound on his elbow, because water ran down his arm when washing his hair, inevitably got wet and stung a little.

Finally done showering, Su Wenyu dried off with the large towel. He placed the towel under his bottom and reached for his clothes.

The pants and shirt were bundled together into a roll. Su Wenyu thought this seemed a bit out of character for the usually neat Zhou Xu, but he didn’t think much of it.

Afraid of dropping the clothes, Su Wenyu steadied himself against the shower door and first took the T-shirt from the top of the pile.

What he hadn’t expected was that just as he lifted the T-shirt, something fell out from inside the bundle. Before he could even react, it landed with a plop on the floor.

Su Wenyu looked down. Underwear.

Su Wenyu’s face instantly filled with regret. Of course, the underwear was wrapped inside the clothes. He should have been more careful.

The underwear had landed on the wet floor and was now mostly soaked. He couldn’t wear it anymore.