Chapter 28: The Vicious Fake Young Master of a Wealthy Family · 28 Part 3

Su Wenyu turned to look at him, uncomprehending, but still nodded obediently.

Summer clothes were thin. The fabric wasn’t that heavy when wet. Zhou Xu stood by the sink, filling a basin with water. He washed both their sets of clothes with laundry detergent, then rinsed the suds out thoroughly. After wringing out as much water as possible, he carried the basin to the balcony to hang them up to dry.

Sipping his milk tea, Su Wenyu looked out onto the balcony, watching Zhou Xu vigorously shake each item out before hanging it, smoothing the hems neatly onto hangers before placing them on the drying rack.

Su Wenyu mentally filed away another life skill: how to properly hang clothes to dry.

By the time Zhou Xu finished hanging the laundry, Su Wenyu had also finished his milk tea.

He peeled off the seal on the cup and tipped the last stubborn pearls clinging to the bottom straight into his mouth in one go. He got up and said to Zhou Xu, words slightly muffled, “Folding clothes?”

“Mhm.” Zhou Xu brought in the dry clothes from the balcony, perfect for demonstration.

Su Wenyu shuffled over next to Zhou Xu, looking down, ready for the lesson.

Folding clothes was simple. Anyone could do it. Plenty of people just haphazardly folded things a couple of times before shoving them in the wardrobe.

But Zhou Xu wanted to teach Su Wenyu how to fold clothes neatly, not just fold them any which way. He had Su Wenyu stand in front of him and almost guided him hand over hand.

“Lay the shirt face down. First, fold in the two sides, then fold in the sleeves, and finally fold the bottom hem up.” Zhou Xu demonstrated once.

Sudden enlightenment spread across Su Wenyu’s face. “So that’s how it’s done.”

He always just folded things in half twice and called it done. No wonder his clothes were always rumpled and messy.

Zhou Xu only demonstrated once, and Su Wenyu immediately got the hang of it, folding both of their clothes into neat little squares.

Zhou Xu also taught him how to fold pants, and once again, Su Wenyu learned instantly.

Leaning against the desk, watching Su Wenyu focus intently on folding, Zhou Xu said, “Folding isn’t hard. The key is patience. Don’t just throw things together and shove them into the wardrobe.”

Su Wenyu nodded repeatedly. “Understood.”

After folding both of their laundry, Su Wenyu then went to his own wardrobe, pulled out all the clothes he’d haphazardly folded during the past week, and refolded them all properly.

Zhou Xu reminded him: “Put the clothes you don’t wear often, folded, at the bottom of the wardrobe. The ones you wear regularly this season, hang them up. That way, next time, you can just take them straight off the hanger.”

Su Wenyu’s face once again bore the expression of having learned something new.

Sometimes Zhou Xu felt the Su family had probably been a bit coddling with Su Wenyu. Folding clothes and organizing the closet were things servants handled, which was why Su Wenyu was raised knowing nothing about these things.

But with the Su family’s financial situation, if Su Wenyu hadn’t insisted on living in the dorm with him, he probably wouldn’t have needed to learn. Living in an off-campus apartment, a housekeeper would come by regularly to tidy up.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xu felt a little relieved.

Thank goodness the Su family, after finding him, hadn’t abandoned Su Wenyu and thrown him back to his own home.

Otherwise, with Su Wenyu knowing absolutely nothing, if he returned to that home and lost his life of comfortable luxury, he probably wouldn’t have fared well.

Zhou Xu stood to the side, watching Su Wenyu follow his instructions, refolding all the clothes neatly into the wardrobe, then hanging up the ones he’d been wearing often. He praised him: “You did well.”

Immediately, Su Wenyu was happy enough to offer to organize Zhou Xu’s wardrobe too.

Unfortunately, Zhou Xu’s closet was impeccably neat, leaving Su Wenyu no room to show off his new skills. Resigned, Su Wenyu went to the bathroom, brushed his teeth, used the toilet, then asked Zhou Xu to help him climb into bed.

“Since your foot can take some weight now, want to try getting up by yourself?” Zhou Xu asked.

Su Wenyu immediately felt a bit nervous. “I’ll give it a try.”

“Mhm.” Zhou Xu stood behind him. “I’m right here, don’t worry about falling.”

Su Wenyu used his uninjured foot to step onto the second rung, pushing himself up by gripping the sides. Then, putting slight pressure on his injured foot, he stepped up another rung.

He could put some weight on the injured foot when climbing stairs; it just felt a little sore.

But climbing this kind of straight ladder caused some pain in the ankle area.

Su Wenyu felt the pain was bearable. Gritting his teeth, he climbed two more rungs.

Zhou Xu stood behind him, hovering protectively, and guided: “Now, with your left foot on the rung, lift your right leg onto the bed. Keep holding the railing. Push off with your left foot and swing yourself up.”

Su Wenyu did as told. Pushing off hard with his left foot on the ladder rung, he successfully swung himself onto the top bunk.

Kneeling on the top bunk, Su Wenyu was still a bit in shock. “I made it?”

It was that simple?

“Mhm. Next time, follow these steps.” Zhou Xu saw him rubbing his ankle, paused, and asked, “Ankle uncomfortable?”

“A bit sore and achy.” Su Wenyu pouted slightly. “Climbing this ladder puts quite a bit of stress on it.”

Zhou Xu handed him the anti-inflammatory spray. “Rest your foot on the railing and spray a bit. Next time, let me just lift you straight up. Wait until you’re completely better before trying the ladder yourself.”

Su Wenyu took the spray. A small dimple appeared on his cheek as he said sweetly, “Okay, thanks, Bro!”

Zhou Xu accepted his thanks. After he finished spraying, he took the medicine back and placed it on his desk, then returned to his own desk to do his homework.

University student or not, the S University Faculty of Science curriculum was intense. Combined with Zhou Xu’s major, he had a lot of homework every day.

As for Su Wenyu, he also had homework, but he couldn’t understand the textbooks. He just looked up the answers online and copied them down.

Compared to the original host, Su Wenyu was already very earnest and hardworking.

After all, the original host didn’t even do the homework. Otherwise, his participation grades wouldn’t have been so low that the professors couldn’t even drag his grade up to passing on exams.

Speaking of exams made Su Wenyu’s worry flare up again.

“Bro, I think the makeup exams are scheduled soon,” Su Wenyu said, leaning over the side of the bed to speak to Zhou Xu below. “I failed every single subject. What am I going to do?”

Zhou Xu’s hand holding the pen paused. He seemed to doubt his own ears. “How many subjects did you fail?”

Su Wenyu answered sheepishly, “All of them.”

Zhou Xu: “…”

He’d thought Su Wenyu just lacked life skills. Now it seemed he lacked quite a few brain cells too.

“How on earth did you get into S University?” Zhou Xu asked, genuinely curious.

S University might not be ranked in the top three domestically, but it was still a famously prestigious key university.

A school like this couldn’t be entered just by pulling strings through funding buildings or labs. At the very least, it required solid College Entrance Exam scores.

Even when Zhou Xu transferred his student registration here, it was only because his own exam scores were high enough and his major hadn’t changed, allowing the transfer to happen under the Su family’s influence.

So, how did Su Wenyu get in?

Faced with this question, Su Wenyu could only scratch his finger embarrassedly. “I tested in, sure, but college-level material is different from high school. After I started university, I just… didn’t study…”

The original ‘Su Wenyu,’ though he loved to play around, had a quick, clever mind, so his academic performance hadn’t been too bad.

Coupled with the Su family’s money to hire tutors and forcibly pressing ‘Su Wenyu’ to cram hard during the two semesters of senior year, his College Entrance Exam score had just barely scraped above S University’s cutoff line. He’d lucked into a relatively less popular major when filling out his preferences.

But after entering university, ‘Su Wenyu’ had no one to control him. On top of that, the real vs. fake young master scandal was raging through the school, and ‘Su Wenyu’ simply stopped coming to class.

Without attending lectures or reading the books, even a genius, faced with a completely unfamiliar exam paper, would be utterly baffled.

So, after ‘Su Wenyu’ took two exams and realized he knew nothing, he simply skipped the rest of his finals, not even bothering to show up.

As a result, Su Wenyu, having transmigrated into this world, was now stuck having to retake every single subject the original host had failed.

“Bro, I can’t answer a single question. In class, the lectures sound like they’re reading from an alien scripture; I feel sleepy the moment I listen.” Su Wenyu asked anxiously, “What if I keep failing subjects? I won’t get expelled, will I?”

Zhou Xu: “…You’re afraid of being expelled?”

Su Wenyu nodded vigorously. “Of course I am! If I get expelled, I won’t see you anymore!”

The Villain Missions were tied to Zhou Xu. If he got expelled and went home, where would he do his missions? He couldn’t just camp out at the school gate every day, waiting for Zhou Xu to come out.

If he were expelled, forget about missions—he probably wouldn’t even get a single point of Villain Value.

So, Su Wenyu absolutely could not be expelled!

Zhou Xu hadn’t expected his reason for wanting to study was actually himself. For a moment, he didn’t even know what to say.

“Let me look into it for you,” Zhou Xu said after a long pause, finally finding his voice.

Su Wenyu, lying on the bed with just his head poking over the edge, swung a dangling foot back and forth, looking tense. “Okay!”

Zhou Xu went straight to the forum and searched for related keywords, and he did find relevant posts.

He scrolled through the post using his mouse wheel, reading it through, feeling a little relieved. “S University’s expulsion policy is based on credits, not just the number of failed subjects. As long as you don’t exceed 20 failed credits in a single academic year, you’re fine.”

“Previously at S University, even students who exceeded 20 failed credits weren’t expelled, but had to repeat the year.”

Su Wenyu processed the meaning of repeating the year. “I’d have to redo my freshman year?”

Zhou Xu nodded. “You could say that.”

“Then I wouldn’t be separated from you, right? Would we still be in the same dorm?” Su Wenyu asked, a bit urgently.

Zhou Xu grunted an affirmative.

Su Wenyu immediately sighed in relief. “That’s good. As long as I’m not separated from you.”

Zhou Xu’s hand scrolling the mouse paused slightly. Feigning nonchalance, he closed the post and asked, seemingly casually, “You really want to live with me that badly?”

Su Wenyu swung his dangling foot. “Of course! I moved into the dorm for you. I can’t be separated from you.”

Zhou Xu hadn’t expected him to be so blunt all of a sudden. He pursed his lips slightly, still wanting to nip this notion in the bud.

“Even so, I can only ever be your brother. Don’t think about anything beyond that.”

Su Wenyu tilted his head in confusion, feeling like they were on completely different wavelengths again.

“Your most urgent task right now is to focus on your studies. When are your makeup exams? Try to learn as many subjects as you can,” Zhou Xu lectured.

Su Wenyu thought for a moment. “The exam times differ for each subject, but they’re all after the National Day holiday.”

Zhou Xu nodded. “Mhm. Then stop lying in bed now. Come down and study.”

Su Wenyu: “…I worked so hard to climb up here.”

Zhou Xu stood up, walked to his bed, and reached out a hand. “I’ll help you down.”

Su Wenyu very much wanted to refuse, but thinking about having to retake so many subjects made him a little anxious too. So, he sat at the head of the bed, bent down to place his hands on Zhou Xu’s shoulders, and let him help him down.

Zhou Xu’s large hands held his waist. Su Wenyu simply toppled forward, hanging onto him, and landed safely on the floor.

Before Zhou Xu could let go, Su Wenyu, still holding onto his shoulders, stood on tiptoe and leaned in to sniff at his neck. “Bro, are you not using the same shower gel as me? Why does your scent seem different?”

Zhou Xu’s body instantly stiffened. For a moment, he failed to push Su Wenyu away in time.

When Xia Yehang, having run all the way back after his class meeting ended, opened the dorm door, what he saw was Su Wenyu wrapped in Zhou Xu’s arms, the two of them cuddling intimately, with Su Wenyu standing on tiptoe as if kissing Zhou Xu’s neck.

Xia Yehang’s pupils constricted in shock. “…”

“What are you two doing?!”