After receiving encouragement from Liu Xiaoran, a boost from Lin Jiayu, and comfort-seeking from Li Shuxin, Su Hao finally ended his day.
Back home, dinner was naturally exceptionally lavish. Aunt Meijing and her two daughters repeatedly cautioned and advised him at the dinner table, making Su Hao's ears almost callus.
After enjoying a delicious dinner, Su Hao tactfully asked each of the three beauties to spend the night with him, but they all refused, using the excuse, "The performance is tomorrow, so go to bed early today."
Helpless, Su Hao could only hug his quilt and fall asleep.
The next day, Su Hao finished breakfast amidst words of encouragement and rode his bicycle to Jiang Yuhan's house.
Just as he arrived downstairs at Jiang Yuhan's house, he saw a pair of black silk-clad beautiful legs, shod in high heels, emerge from the stairwell.
Jiang Yuhan, dressed in formal attire, stopped by the stairwell entrance. After glancing left and right, she held her phone up to her face, seemingly checking if her outfit fit well.
"Vice President, you're very beautiful today," Su Hao quietly walked up to Jiang Yuhan and placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Ah!" Jiang Yuhan exclaimed, and her phone slipped from her hand.
Fumbling to catch her phone, Jiang Yuhan looked at Su Hao with annoyance.
"Why do you walk without making a sound? You almost made me drop my phone."
"I was trying to give you a surprise, who knew you'd be so nervous," Su Hao scratched his head sheepishly.
"That wasn't a surprise, it was a scare!" Jiang Yuhan glared at Su Hao, then her face suddenly flushed.
Fidgeting with the corner of her clothes, Jiang Yuhan hesitated for a moment before asking: "Su Hao… do… do you think my outfit is suitable today? Will it look strange?"
"Hmm… it does look a little strange," Su Hao examined Jiang Yuhan and slowly nodded.
"Ah? Then I'll go back and change," Jiang Yuhan's face paled a little. She turned to walk back into the stairwell, but Su Hao grabbed her arm.
"I haven't finished yet," Looking directly at Jiang Yuhan, Su Hao said softly: "Your clothes are indeed strange… strangely beautiful… but the person is even more beautiful."
"You… you… what nonsense are you talking about?" Hearing Su Hao's combination of cheesy pick-up lines, Jiang Yuhan immediately lowered her head, her ears turning red.
"Are you shy?" Su Hao chuckled and leaned in, but Jiang Yuhan elbowed him.
"How am I shy? I just feel a little hot. Let's go quickly, there's a lot to do at the club," Jiang Yuhan rubbed her cheeks and walked forward on her own.
But after a few steps, Su Hao didn't follow. Jiang Yuhan turned around and saw him standing in place, clutching his stomach, seemingly in great discomfort.
"What's wrong? My elbow shouldn't have been that hard," Jiang Yuhan quickly walked to Su Hao's side and grabbed his arm.
"But my stomach hurts so much," Su Hao looked up, his face full of pain.
"Then what should we do? Should I take you to the hospital? Where does it hurt?" Jiang Yuhan bent down and reached out, wanting to touch Su Hao's stomach.
"No need to go to the hospital, just a kiss from you will make it better," Su Hao grabbed Jiang Yuhan's hand and laughed.
"Bastard! You tricked me again!" Jiang Yuhan finally realized, she gripped Su Hao's wrist and pinched him hard.
"I'm just getting used to performing in advance. How was it, my acting just now?" Su Hao said with a grin, stroking Jiang Yuhan's soft and smooth hand.
"Not good at all! You made me so worried!" Jiang Yuhan looked up, and tears even appeared in her eyes.
"Sorry, I just saw you were a little nervous and wanted to make a joke to cheer you up," Seeing Jiang Yuhan actually start to cry, Su Hao quickly apologized.
"How am I nervous? I'm not nervous at all!" Jiang Yuhan rubbed her eyes, her face full of stubbornness.
"But your leg is constantly shaking," Su Hao pointed at Jiang Yuhan's calf.
This was the first time he had seen a girl's leg shake anywhere other than in bed.
"I… I'm just having a little cramp! Don't talk so much, hurry up and come to the club with me," Jiang Yuhan stomped her foot in annoyance and pulled Su Hao forward.
"Vice President, your hand is shaking too, are you really not nervous?" Su Hao looked at Jiang Yuhan's jade-like smooth forearm.
"I already said I'm not nervous, can you stop… uh…" Jiang Yuhan turned her head irritably, only to be embraced by Su Hao.
"You… what do you want to do? I warn you, it's daytime now, don't mess around," Jiang Yuhan was flustered, stammering.
"I just want to comfort you a little, to tell you not to be nervous, I'm always by your side," Su Hao gently held Jiang Yuhan's shoulders and said softly.
"You're the one performing, why would I be nervous?" Jiang Yuhan muttered stubbornly, slowly wrapping her arms around Su Hao's back and burying her face in his chest.
She was indeed very nervous; even in her dreams last night, she was thinking about the opening speech for the performance.
This was her first time hosting, and she didn't want to mess it up.
However, with Su Hao's hug, she felt her heart calm down a lot.
The two of them embraced in the morning sunlight like that until passersby stopped not far away, casting curious and blessing glances at them, only then did Jiang Yuhan push Su Hao away and lift her head.
"You… I…" Jiang Yuhan's face was flushed, unsure what to say.
"We should head to the club now. We can't be late today. I rode my bicycle; I'll give you a ride," Su Hao said with a smile, stroking Jiang Yuhan's head.
"Mhm." Jiang Yuhan nodded shyly, but in her mind, she was thinking of the last time she kissed Su Hao in the car.
"Get on." Leading Jiang Yuhan to the bicycle, Su Hao patted the back seat: "I'll ride slowly for a bit, you can lean on my back and sleep for a while."
"Huh?" Jiang Yuhan looked at Su Hao in confusion.
"Your complexion is too poor; you didn't sleep well last night, did you? I've seen you being very busy lately, and your physical condition isn't very good. After the performance, you need to get some good rest," Su Hao said softly.
"So… so you noticed," Jiang Yuhan looked at Su Hao blankly, her little heart pounding wildly.
"I'm not blind; of course I can tell. Don't just stand there, hurry and get on the bike," Su Hao took Jiang Yuhan's hand and helped her onto the bike.
"Off we go!" After confirming Jiang Yuhan was seated securely, Su Hao slowly pedaled the bicycle.
As the warm wind brushed past her ears, Jiang Yuhan came back to her senses, looking straight at Su Hao's back, with only one thought in her mind: He's been paying attention to me all along.
"Su Hao, thank you." Jiang Yuhan's lips curved upwards, and she reached out, tightly hugging Su Hao's waist, and closed her eyes.
"You're welcome. It's only right to care for my wife."
Su Hao murmured to himself, and amidst the envious glances of passersby, he rode Jiang Yuhan towards the club.
...
Meanwhile, at the entrance of the performance venue, Pei Huizhen looked up at the giant poster, her face full of displeasure.
"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect Su Hao to have such a good physique; his abs are so tempting," Chen Yulin, standing beside her, also looked at the poster, but with a beaming smile on her face.
"His physique is pretty good. Why don't you go touch him later?" Pei Huizhen said irritably.
"Really? Can I really touch him?" Chen Yulin's eyes instantly lit up.
"Of course not!" Seeing Chen Yulin's infatuated look, Pei Huizhen decisively shook her head.
Su Hao already had enough women; she didn't want another rival.
Thinking this, just as she was about to pull Chen Yulin inside, a light patter of footsteps suddenly came from behind her.
"Class Monitor, are you also here to watch this performance?" Aunt Meijing, leading Peilin and Wan'en, looked at Pei Huizhen in surprise.
"Yes, Su Hao invited me," Pei Huizhen stared at Aunt Meijing, her eyes full of hostility.
"You know Su Hao?" A surprised voice rang out, but it wasn't from Aunt Meijing.
Pei Huizhen turned her head and saw Che Zhuxi slowly approaching, escorted by two bodyguards, looking like a young lady of status.
Another woman? Pei Huizhen frowned, silently cursing Su Hao for his flirtatious ways.
Aunt Meijing, Peilin, and Wan'en's expressions also turned a bit grim. They realized they still didn't understand Su Hao enough, or rather, didn't understand his harem enough.
While the three parties were in a standoff, no one noticed that in the distant crowd, two beautiful women, holding a small boy's hand, were also looking at the poster.
"Nali, this venue seems to be the one where you performed a few days ago." The woman on the left had a gentle face and curiously looked around.
"It's not 'seems to be'; it is the one where I performed. Sister, your memory is still so bad," the somewhat aloof woman on the right shook her head helplessly.
"Because a few days ago was Mingyu's regular check-up day," the gentle woman smiled and lowered her head, looking at the small boy wearing a mask beside her.
"Mingyu's illness…" The aloof woman was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice.
"The doctor said he'll get better, and I pray for him every day; God will look after him," the gentle woman smiled and ruffled the small boy's hair.
"Mingyu, let's go in, there's a performance to watch later."
"Okay, Auntie, let's go together." The small boy shook the gentle woman's hand, then looked at the aloof woman: "Auntie Nali, you hurry and catch up too."
"How many times have I told you, call me Sister!" The aloof woman gritted her teeth, but facing a five-year-old boy who didn't have much time left, she couldn't bring herself to scold him.
I hope there really will be a miracle, the aloof woman whispered in her heart, looking up at Su Hao on the poster.
Backstage, Lin Yingchun looked at the gradually bustling venue, her brows furrowing involuntarily.
"Are Su Hao and Jiang Yuhan not here yet?"
Lin Jiayu and the others beside her exchanged glances, shaking their heads in unison.
"Seriously, to be late on such an important day." Lin Yingchun slapped the table, just about to scold, when she heard a gasp.
"What's with all the fuss?" Lin Yingchun turned around unhappily and saw Su Hao walking in, carrying Jiang Yuhan on his back.
Then Lin Jiayu and the others also gasped in surprise, and even Lin Yingchun was stunned.
"Wow, what's going on with you two?" Bai Jiazhen was the first to react, excitedly standing up and running to Jiang Yuhan's side.
"Su Hao, it's so noisy. Are we at the venue?"
Jiang Yuhan rubbed her cheek against Su Hao's neck, reluctantly opening her sleepy eyes, to be met with dozens of surprised gazes.
Jiang Yuhan's eyes slowly widened, but her mind went blank.
"We're at the venue," Su Hao smiled and said softly.
These four short words became the last straw for Jiang Yuhan; she shrieked, quickly got off Su Hao's back, her face burning red, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.
"Alright, hurry up and get ready, the performance is about to start."
Looking at the mortified Jiang Yuhan, Lin Yingchun sighed and spoke up to help her out of her predicament.
The surrounding club members responded, laughing as they went to their positions, and faint whispers of them discussing Jiang Yuhan and Su Hao could be heard.
"Vice President didn't sleep well last night, so I wanted her to get more sleep, which is why I carried her in," Su Hao walked over to Liu Xiaoran and Lin Jiayu, explaining in a low voice.
"I understand. Hurry and change, and perform well later," Liu Xiaoran looked up, her smile as usual.
Lin Jiayu beside her carefully observed Liu Xiaoran's expression, as she was, after all, considered a third party in Liu Xiaoran and Su Hao's relationship.
"Mhm, just wait and see my wonderful performance," Su Hao nodded, and seeing Liu Xiaoran's stable emotions, he quickly walked towards the changing room.
"Jiayu, why do you keep looking at me?" Liu Xiaoran turned her head and noticed Lin Jiayu's scrutinizing gaze.
"Because… because you look very beautiful today," Lin Jiayu said flustered.
"Really? You look pretty good today too. Come, let your senior sister touch your hair," Liu Xiaoran said with a giggle, stroking Lin Jiayu's hair.
Seeing that Liu Xiaoran didn't suspect her, Lin Jiayu breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't realize that all her changes in expression had been noticed by Liu Xiaoran.
Love is indeed a magical thing. Noticing her complex feelings, Liu Xiaoran sighed in her heart.
On the other side, Su Hao and Li Shuxin had already changed and were standing in the waiting area, watching Jiang Yuhan on stage.
Although she had practiced many times, Jiang Yuhan still made a mistake, and it happened right at the beginning of her speech. The beautiful women in charge of sound control immediately burst into laughter.
Fortunately, being a beauty had its advantages; the audience didn't blame her, and even gave Jiang Yuhan encouraging applause after her opening remarks.
Subsequently, the curtain opened, and the performance officially began.
All the lights in the venue were turned off, with only a single spotlight shining on the stage.
In the spotlight, Su Hao was hunched over a desk, writing in a diary. The "shasha" sound of writing spread throughout the venue through special amplification equipment, instantly quieting the audience.
At the same time, the content of the diary appeared on the large screen behind him, and Su Hao's elegant handwriting drew silent praise from many in the audience.
"March 8th, Sunny. Today is the freshman orientation ceremony. In the crowd, I saw a beautiful girl. I think I might have fallen in love with her."
As the pre-recorded narration played, Su Hao stopped writing and looked up.
In his infatuated gaze, another spotlight lit up in front of him. Li Shuxin, sitting in the pre-arranged "auditorium," slowly turned her head.
"Senior, are you calling me?"
"Yes, I'm calling you." Su Hao reached out his hand in surprise, but the next second, the spotlight in front of him disappeared, and Li Shuxin vanished with it.
Su Hao was stunned for a moment, then sighed in disappointment, realizing it was just his imagination.
He picked up his pen, wanting to continue writing in his diary, but couldn't write a single word. He casually tossed the pen aside, leaned back in his chair, and murmured softly.
"I've fallen in love with my junior, but she doesn't know me. How can I possess her?"