Back to Age Seventeen: Saving the Brooding Mogul

I brought Luo Qiao lunch every day for a month, and the gloomy, taciturn scholarship student confessed his feelings for me.

My rich boyfriend showed up around the corner with a bunch of people and started laughing obnoxiously.

“Don't forget to transfer me the money if you lose the bet!”

“This guy acts so high and mighty, but he's still just a poor toad dreaming of landing a swan!”

The light in Luo Qiao's eyes slowly faded, and he went back to looking lifeless.

I looked at the future scientific research titan who would hold the lifeblood of the economy in his hands, then felt my still-uninjured leg.

I slapped the grin right off my boyfriend's face.

“I paid for those lunches in exchange for tutoring from the top student in our university. Don't you dare interfere!”

If Luo Qiao and Su Rong were destined for tragedy at thirty,

then let you and me meet again at seventeen.