I finally understood why he felt so annoyed when someone asked for his contact information.

I put on Hugh's cold face, broke through the crowd, and left the classroom.

Then I was stopped by Rachel in the stairwell.

"Hugh, do you want to have a meal together later? I know the beef at the third canteen is pretty good."

I refused her.

Because I saw Hugh walking out behind Rachel, with a particularly arrogant expression on his face. It was like he was saying, "If you dare to agree, you're done for."

Help!

Hugh, did you look at the shirt on you before you went out?

I'm a well-behaved and quiet girl. But now, from the way you wear it, I'm so rebellious!

It seemed Rachel didn't want to give up.

I didn't want to waste another second with her. I grabbed Hugh's hand and left in a hurry.

In the eyes of outsiders, Hugh rejected Rachel.

There was a burst of teasing from the crowd.

"What's going on? What's the relationship between Hugh and that girl?"

"It seems to be my classmate Diana."

Word got out, and on the forum, there was a post with the title "Hugh rejected the campus belle Rachel for Diana".

Thanks a lot, folks.

My name is on the forum for the first time.

Even worse, rumors spread that I was the other woman between Hugh and Rachel.

It was defamation!

It was slander!

Seeing that public opinion was heading in a direction that was getting stranger, I collapsed on the sofa, feeling helpless.

Hugh, wearing a skirt and crossing his legs, said, "Why are you panicking? Now I am in control of your body. They can come at me."

I could tell that he had adapted to cross-dressing very quickly.

I looked at Hugh with bitterness. "But have you ever thought about this? With those rumors, who will dare to pursue me?"

That was why I didn't want to have anything to do with Hugh after I entered university.

From elementary school to high school, whenever others found out that Hugh and I grew up together, girls would inexplicably become hostile towards me, and boys who used to have a good impression of me would disappear overnight.

As a result, I was still single.

"You have me, but you still want to date someone else?" Hugh clicked his tongue.

"This is not a decent thing to do, you crybaby."

He's such a liar.

He has a crush, and he never tells me. He even wants to use me as a shield to help him fend off unwanted suitors.

So, in his eyes, I'm just a sacrificial tool for his love.

I felt a bit aggrieved.