Rebirth: I Am Not the Movie Queen This Time-Chapter 95 Dream

Chuchu subconsciously pushed Mai Qiqi away and said, "Why are you telling me all this." But her mind was in a whirlwind of chaos, like the aftermath of a typhoon.

Mai Qiqi couldn’t see Chuchu’s inner turmoil, simply smiling as she replied, "If you don’t want to hear it, I won’t talk about it."

The two returned to their dorm, Chuchu went through the motions of washing up and organizing her things in a daze before lying on her bed.

In the darkness, she lay with eyes wide open, thinking about what Mai Qiqi had said.

"Jiang Kechu’s girlfriend is thinking of dumping him and going abroad."

In her past life, at this time, she had just married Jiang Kechu, shocking everyone in the Jiang Family. Once, Jiang Xiaoxiao let slip that it was because of her that Jiang Kechu betrayed another outstanding girl, who, heartbroken, went abroad.

The implication was that she was the reason the other girl was left alone overseas. At the time, she felt quite guilty, even hoping when she resolutely divorced later that Jiang Kechu would bring that girl back.

Listening to Mai Qiqi just now, it sounded like Wei Feng was already intending to go abroad. In other words, in her past life, Wei Feng’s breakup and departure weren’t because of her; she had actually given Wei Feng a reason. Did she carry a blame wrongly in her past life?

In the darkness, as she recalled the faces of the Jiang relatives attacking her, Chuchu felt a breath caught in her chest, unable to go up or down, and it was incredibly uncomfortable.

Forget it, thinking about it, even Jiang Kechu is pitiful enough to not be able to keep a girlfriend, his charm is not even as attractive as going abroad!

After a long while of self-regulation, Chuchu slowly drifted off to sleep.

But her sleep was restless, and after a while, she felt someone sitting beside her. Chuchu startled awake.

But she saw Jiang Kechu, looking worn out, deeply gazing at her.

Chuchu stiffened and said through clenched teeth, "Jiang Kechu, you’re not sleeping in the middle of the night, are you sleepwalking?"

"Chuchu." Jiang Kechu softly called out her name, his eyes full of sorrow, as oppressive as a mountain, making it hard to breathe.

"Let’s just get along, can we not divorce?"

You’re not sleeping in the middle of the night just to talk about this?

Chuchu felt something was off but her thoughts were too muddled to think clearly, yet she firmly said, "I’d rather die than not get a divorce."

Hearing Chuchu’s words, Jiang Kechu clenched his fists tight, his whole presence becoming chillingly cold and angry, with a hint of subdued despair.

Seeing Jiang Kechu seemed about to explode, Chuchu shrank her shoulders and softened her tone, putting on a pitiful look.

"Jiang Kechu, please let me go, and let yourself go, let the Jiang Family go, please? If I continue to stay with your family, I’ll go mad."

"Then we’ll move out and live on our own."

"What difference does it make." Chuchu remained unmoved.

Jiang Kechu was motionless, staring at her intensely, his eyes filled with a complexity that Chuchu found hard to read.

After a while, feeling extremely sleepy, Chuchu reached out to push Jiang Kechu away, "You should go, I need to sleep."

But that push was like an invitation, Jiang Kechu suddenly grabbed her hand, bowed his head, and kissed her.

His heavy breath was upon her, Chuchu panicked, pushing against him with all her might, but it was like pushing against a mountain, immovable. Instead, she was left breathless from Jiang Kechu’s kiss.

"Jiang... Jiang Kechu, you, hmm... get away, I want a divorce, go find your ex-girlfriend!"

Jiang Kechu paused for a moment, then fiercely said, "Only you!"

After saying that, he lost control, and Wan Chu’er struggled but ultimately succumbed to Jiang Kechu’s madness.

The next day, Wan Chu’er woke up with a start. She turned her head to look, but there was no Jiang Kechu. She was lying peacefully in the cramped female dormitory of the first university.

Peering through the gap in the curtains, it was still not fully light outside. She took her watch from under her pillow. Using the sliver of light coming through the gap in the curtains, she checked the time—5:30 AM.

In the dormitory, the other three were sleeping soundly. Lin Yufei in the bunk opposite was even sucking on her finger, probably dreaming of something delicious.

Why did she dream about Jiang Kechu?

Wan Chu’er shook her head, quietly got dressed, got out of bed and put on her sneakers.

Mai Qiqi opened her eyes, took a glance, and then closed them again to sleep.

Wan Chu’er tiptoed out the door, splashed some cold water on herself in the water room, and then headed to the school’s sports field.

After running twenty laps on the field, she finally vented out the irritability in her chest.

Checking the watch, it was already 6:50 AM. More people were up and about in the campus. In the morning breeze, she could even hear someone reciting English aloud. She quickened her pace back to the dorm.

Last night’s dream, she cast it out of her mind completely, not even thinking about it for a moment.

In the dorm, Mai Qiqi was already awake, lying on her bed with earphones in.

Lin Yufei continued to sleep soundly, while Ma Tianjiao, disturbed by the sound of the door, turned over and muttered, "So noisy."

Wan Chu’er took her toiletries and headed to the water room.

Ma Tianjiao waited until everyone was up before she quietly got out of bed, unlike her usual peacock-like strut. Today she kept a low profile, not speaking a word to anyone, quickly finished her washing up, and left the dorm.

They didn’t have much on for the day; in the morning they collected their textbooks and had class meetings in the afternoon. Wan Chu’er and Mai Qiqi were in the same class, both majoring in Computer Science, while Lin Yufei was in the Architecture department, and Ma Tianjiao was an English major.

Mai Qiqi dragged her around campus all day, both lunch and dinner they mooched off her high school seniors and brothers.

After scrounging two meals, Wan Chu’er gleaned quite a bit, getting a rough understanding of many things related to the school and her major.

On the way back to the dorm in the evening, Mai Qiqi bit her lip and smiled, "Chuchu, that Li Gang seemed quite interested in you just now."

Wan Chu’er gave her a look: "Wang Dali’s eyes were practically glued to you."

Mai Qiqi giggled and said, "Don’t underestimate Li Gang. He’s received double gold medals in the national mathematics and physics Olympiad, is proficient in English and French, and in high school, he self-taught college-level advanced mathematics and physics.

Li Gang is not just impressive by himself; his family’s situation is not bad either. His family owns two dockyards, and one of Beijing’s most luxurious clubs—the Royal Club—is theirs."

Wan Chu’er blinked, disregarding the wealth of Li Gang’s family, and asked in amazement, "Proficient in English and French? Self-taught college-level math and physics in high school? How did he pass the college entrance exam?"

With the need to learn French and self-study college knowledge, the preparation for the college entrance exam is time-consuming, she really couldn’t imagine how impressive this Li Gang was.

Mai Qiqi laughed, not minding where Wan Chu’er’s focus lay, and said lightly, "What’s so surprising about that? There are even more impressive people. I have a classmate who started reading the New York Times every day since junior high. And just reading is not enough; after reading, he would memorise the articles. His English essays are even better than those written by Americans."