Chapter Twenty-Two: The Du Family's Treasure

  "Get up!"

  At 7:30, Zhao Heng put the buns and soy milk he bought from the school cafeteria on the table, then woke up Qiao Baozi and Song Qingguan. Qiao Baozi was originally holding onto the quilt tightly, but after seeing the fragrant buns and soy milk, she suddenly sat up, sniffing her nose all around.

  His body shook twice, then he rolled out of bed and rushed to the buns and soy milk without saying a word. However, Zhao Heng stopped him and said, "Go wash up first, you can eat after washing. Qiao Yuncai, how did you get so hungry? You ate almost two catties of food last night."

  "Heng ge, let me eat one first..."

  Qiao Pangzi waved his hands in mid-air, unable to resist Zhao Heng's strength, and could only go to the bathroom with a helpless face. Song Qingguan also got out of bed, perhaps he had slept soundly last night, or perhaps the danger was over, and there were two more red marks on his face: "Thank you, Brother Heng."

  Zhao Heng waved his hand lightly and smiled faintly: "We're all roommates now, we'll be together for the next four years, don't always be so polite! Go wash up and then have breakfast. I bought you a bottle of medicinal wine and some anti-inflammatory medicine. You can apply it to the painful area later, or I can take you to the school clinic to take a look."

  Last night, Zhao Heng wanted to take Song Qingguan to the hospital, but the latter was afraid of bringing danger to them, so he brushed it off by saying that he was fine. Zhao Heng couldn't persuade him and checked to see if he was really injured, but since there were no serious injuries, he let it go. However, this morning, he still went to the supermarket to buy medicine, hoping that Song Qingguan's bruises would heal quickly.

  "No need, I'll just wipe it with some medicinal wine, thanks..."

  Song Qingguan wanted to thank him again, but he closed his mouth in time. He knew that Zhao Heng didn't like courtesy, and then smiled and ran to the balcony to wash up. The dormitory of Huahai University was a three-person room with three upper bunks, iron beds, computer desks and chairs on the lower bunks, one bathroom and one balcony. Although the area wasn't very large, it was enough for three people to live in.

  Zhao Heng had just laid out the soy milk and buns, when Qiao Baozi hastily pulled over a chair. Before his butt even touched the seat, he already had a big bun in hand, and then took a vicious bite. With oil dripping from his mouth, he let out a satisfied sigh: "So satisfying! I love this kind of meat-filled bun the most. Heng brother, you're my soulmate."

  Zhao Heng clearly told: "You can only eat five!"

  Five minutes later, when Zhao Heng and Song Qingguan were slowly eating their first baozi, Qiao Yuncun had already bitten into his third one. The former couldn't help but smile wryly at the latter's eating manner. The satisfied fatty rubbed his belly and said: "When I was young, I had a lifelong wish, which was to be a wealthy playboy who would go out every day to flirt with girls."

  "Unfortunately, there is no beauty in front of me now, take the orange stained with Wu salt and give it to me to eat."

  Here is the translation:

  "Up to this point, Qiao Yuncai ignored Zhao Heng and Song Qingguan's disdain, and instead continued to instruct them in a carefree manner: 'I'm telling you guys, you can judge a girl's grade just by looking at her walking posture. Those with small steps are freshmen, those with moderate steps are sophomores, and those with bold strides must be junior transfers.'"

  "We must pursue new life."

  Qiao Yuncai muttered to himself as he swallowed the bun, pulling at his collar: "Other little girls can't keep up with us, or rather, we're being played by them. They have high standards, looking at background, potential, and appearance. Only the freshmen who just entered school still have some innocence and sincerity, making them prey that can be taken advantage of."

  Song Qingguan seemed to be eating white-skinned buns for the first time, and possibly had only eaten nutritious meals at home, so he was very hungry in front of the food, constantly burying his head and eating bitterly. However, when he heard Qiao Yuncai's words, he still raised his head, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes, and opened his mouth: "Speaking of new births, there is indeed an extreme product, Du Jiaqian."

  The danger of last night has passed, and he is in a much better mood now.

  "Du's family treasure? Du Ziyuan?"

  Qiao Yuncai was like a know-it-all, and as soon as Song Qingguan threw out a thread, he picked up the topic: "Oh yeah, I had almost forgotten about this blood-boiling extreme product. I heard that this Du family's precious daughter who returned from abroad to study is not only beautiful and refined, but also knowledgeable and talented, familiar with poetry and books, and most importantly, has personality."

  "Hua Hai University was also admitted by myself, without letting the Du family make arrangements."

  "That's right!"

  Song Qingyuan let out a long sigh and joined in the gossip he had started: "The whole of Huahai knows that the Du family only has two daughters, and the elder sister went abroad for further studies at a young age and never returned to Huahai. It's also rumored that she will not return to Huahai for development in this life, so the Du family can only bring back their younger daughter."

  Xiao Song added in a low voice, "It seems that Mr. Du wants her to study and grow at Huahai University while gradually introducing her to the Du Group, and it appears that he is preparing her to be his successor. This news has caused many local rich kids who were originally planning to study abroad to change their minds and attend Huahai University instead."

  "After all, having a beautiful woman by your side is enough, you don't have to struggle for this life."

  Qiao Yuncai looked at Song Qingquan with a hint of nostalgia and smiled meaningfully: "Little Song, you're also here because of Du Ziyuan, right? Otherwise, with your father's tens of billions of assets, it would be enough to let you read all the regular or irregular universities abroad, why bother coming to Hua Hai University?"

  He suddenly shut his mouth, realizing he had said something wrong:

  "Officer, I'm sorry, it wasn't intentional."

  "It's nothing."

  Song Qing's expression turned gloomy, then he waved his hand generously and confessed honestly: "At that time, I didn't go abroad or to other places to study. Mainly because I was worried about going to an unfamiliar environment, it would be easy for Zhang Ningyan to find someone to secretly kill me, and by then there wouldn't even be any bones left. So in the end, I applied to Hua Hai University."

  He let out a long sigh, and with a bitter smile, he tossed out a few sentences: "After all, I'm familiar with Huahai and have some relatives there. Zhang Ningyan wouldn't dare to be too excessive on the surface, otherwise it would be easy for interested parties to stir up trouble. Last night was so intense and extreme because she felt that the cooked duck had flown away, so she had someone chase me for several streets."

  Changing the subject, he said with a hint of self-awareness: "You two, I don't have any ulterior motives towards Du Ziyuan. After all, I'm someone who knows my own limitations. What qualifications does a fallen young master like me have to chase after a rich girl like her? Besides, you don't know that the third son of the Ding family has already publicly declared on the forum that he's going to win her over?"

  When it came to Ding Sanshao, his expression hesitated slightly.

  Song Qingguan glanced at Qiao Yuncai and further proved his innocence: "The woman who spread the rumor about the three young masters of the Ding family, how dare we go to fight for it? At that time, Du Ziyuan hadn't even looked up to me, I had already been beaten by the third master, my family is just a real estate developer, they are top-notch people in Huahai, and Ding's father is the deputy mayor."

  Song Qingwan lowered his head and took a sip of soy milk, making the final summary: "Although Ding Shao San didn't utter any malicious words to stop others from approaching Du Ziyuan, everyone understood that without opportunity, people who approached Du Ziyuan were nothing to him, they would only be his foil, once someone wanted to win Du Ziyuan's favor,"

  "That guy is definitely going to be unlucky!"

  Qiao Yuncai slightly furrowed his brow: "Ding Shao?" He lightly laughed and threw out a few sentences: "The three great magnates of Huahai, the red-topped merchant Du Tianxiong, the grassland hero Zhang Xiulin, the country-toppling beauty Ye Shishi, I've only heard of these three great figures in Huahai. Who would have thought that now there's also the emergence of the Ding family? It seems that Huahai is indeed a place where heroes and talents converge."

  "The Ding family rose to power relying on the Du family!"

  Song Qingguan came with interest and said what he had heard: "I heard that Vice Mayor Ding was able to come to Huahai back then thanks to the help of Old Master Du, otherwise how could he have risen to prominence in Huahai? It's also rumored that Vice Mayor Ding and Du Tianyong were comrades-in-arms in the past, and Du Tianyong even appreciated Ding Sanshao, thinking he was a talented person."

  The two families have a possibility of alliance, so Du Ziyuan can almost be confirmed as San Shao's woman.

  Qiao Pangzi let out a sigh and slapped his thigh: "Good cabbage was toppled by a pig again."

  Song Qingguan nodded: "That's right!" Then he swept over Zhao Heng, who was quietly eating a bun, and tilted his head in surprise, adding: "Women talk about men, men talk about women, but you, Boss, seem uninterested. This is Du Jiaqian's daughter, Du Ziyuan, the beauty who has captivated the city!"

  "The entire Huahai has countable top-notch beauties."

  Zhao Heng had eaten his fill and pushed two buns over to Qiao Baozi:

  "What's there to talk about? I said she hugged me, do you believe it?"

  Qiao Yuncai and Song Qingquan both spit out their rice: The eldest brother boasts that he is indeed the most powerful in the world.