Rona Muir was caught off guard as Sean Kerr shoved something into her hands. By the time she thought to return it, Sean had already turned and walked away.
Rona thought for a moment and decided not to give it back.
If I'm holding it, then I'm holding it.
Worst case, after graduation, I’ll just follow my senior.
A job is a job, no matter where you work, right?
Joe Qi was right—if my senior’s steering the ship, I’ll only learn more.
Since I’ve chosen my path, I might as well run forward and not look back.
Sean Kerr took Rona Muir shopping for all sorts of supplies. On college registration day, he personally escorted her to campus.
The seniors waiting at the gate spotted Rona Muir, the stunning new freshman, and swarmed around her like flies, all eager to help carry her luggage.
Before Rona could politely refuse, Sean had already picked up her suitcase for her.
As soon as those guys saw Sean Kerr, their necks shrank back. "Sean, Senior Kerr!" they called out respectfully. Sean Kerr seemed to recognize the name Ruan Rou and said, "Is that so? I don't remember ever agreeing to discuss grad school with you."
Sean Kerr lowered his gaze slightly. "You don't need to worry about her anymore. She's my junior, I'll handle it." Ruan Rou was utterly embarrassed by Sean Kerr's public rejection—she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.
The group immediately jumped aside, not daring to get in his way. If it was anyone else, she would have turned away in a huff.
After all, this was Sean Kerr! But this was Sean Kerr, the heir to the Kerr family. Even if she had to swallow her pride, she had to endure it. "Sean, Senior Kerr, why do you have to be like this? If it’s because I didn’t agree to do something with you last time, and now you’re treating me like this, I’ll be really hurt."
One of the school's top male idols! After saying that, Ruan Rou acted coyly toward Sean Kerr: "Sean, Senior Kerr, I really have something important to discuss with you."
At that moment, a soft, delicate voice sounded from the side: "Sean, Senior Kerr, you’re here! During summer break, I tried calling you, but your assistant said you weren’t home. I was hoping to talk to you about grad school." Rona Muir grinned and said, "Senior, since you have a beauty looking for you, go ahead—I'll find my dorm myself."
Rona Muir turned to look and saw a senior in a white dress, her hair loose, standing bashfully by the roadside, eyes shining as she gazed at Sean Kerr. Rona Muir quickly took her suitcase from Sean Kerr and said, "Go ahead, go ahead."
Anyone could tell this senior had an obvious crush on Sean Kerr. Just as Sean Kerr was about to explain, Ruan Rou stepped forward and took his arm, half showing off, half challenging, as she said to Rona Muir, "Are you the new freshman? Great! The quality of new students gets better every year."
Wow, I didn’t expect Sean Kerr to be so popular at school! Rona Muir ignored the tension in Ruan Rou's words, just smiled and walked away with her suitcase.
But, yeah, it makes sense. Ever since she was young, her striking looks made her the target of countless women’s jealousy.
Sean Kerr was the only son of the Kerr family—their sole heir. Most girls, when they saw her, would instinctively put up their guard.
This wasn’t just some rich kid. This was top-tier elite! She couldn’t help it.
Who wouldn’t want to marry into a top-tier family and become a rich young lady? Her parents gave her these striking looks—what could she do about it?
"And you are?" Sean Kerr’s blunt, straight-guy question made the whole scene awkward. All she could do was face it head-on!
Sean Kerr honestly had no idea who she was. Rona Muir dragged her suitcase to her dorm, where Sean Kerr’s assistant helped her set up her bed.
The girl’s eyes instantly filled with tears, on the verge of falling, as she looked pitifully at Sean Kerr. "Sean, Senior Kerr, you really don’t remember me? I’m Ruan Rou from the journalism department." Someone had already arrived in the dorm. Seeing Rona Muir come in alone, she couldn’t help but ask, "Did you register by yourself? Didn’t your family come with you?"
Rona Muir glanced at Sean Kerr, her face full of gossip. Rona Muir smiled and shook her head. "I’m a local. My dad’s busy, and my mom doesn’t have time either. I’m used to being independent."
Who was Ruan Rou, anyway? Mainly, Professor Mu didn’t want others to know his daughter was attending his classes.
Just then, a boy next to Rona Muir whispered, "She’s the journalism department’s beauty queen—and the school’s campus queen, too. But now that you’re here, the campus queen title might need to change hands." Plus, Sean Kerr took full responsibility for bringing Rona Muir to school.
Rona Muir smiled at the senior, and his face instantly turned red. Also, Rona Muir really was a local, so it was convenient—and she was used to being independent.