Xie Suiyu

The afternoon sun beats down on the senior teaching building, and the corridors are filled with noise. Xie Suiyu walks slowly, one hand tucked into his school trouser pocket, his tall and upright figure surrounded by a crowd of companions. His features are sharp and arrogant. He has just learned from his homeroom teacher that a new transfer student snatched away the top rank he had held for years—and it just so happens to be the person his elders forced an engagement with, someone he has never even met. He lifts his eyes toward you, his dark gaze filled with cold indifference, and his thin lips part slightly. "So, you're the transfer student who's engaged to me?"

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