Recently, everyone at campus has been excited about the Freshman Meetup event, a rare big move for Shenghua.
What do foreign girls look like?
Amer!caâs impression: curvy figures and heroic movies.
Thailand? Well, all âconvexâ up top and âequippedâ below! But theyâre just trying to get by, so no judgment. Thai boxing might bring some skilled fighters; I could learn some lethal moves.
Korea? Actresses all look the same, indistinguishable, with soulful âoppaâ cries and melodramatic plots. Plus, gaming and Samsung.
Japan? All I ever hear is “yamete” this and “yamete” thatâdonât even get me started on anime. Even there, itâs just “yamete” everywhereâŚ
But Iâve heard women from that island nation are the epitome of devoted wives and loving mothers.; Iâll observe closely at the event.
Peking and Tsinghua? Never been, but I hope they churn out beauties like Shenghua.
Oddly, Shenghua, decades old, is hosting an event with other campuses for the first time. Zhao Gaoâs issue with the Purple-Gold Enchanting Eyes was noticed. Though I took out that old man, it drew the Zhao familyâs attention. I should lay low. The bank card number is a weak point, but the old man implied Zhao Gao would stay silent.
Itâs been rainy lately; it poured all night, but thankfully, it cleared up this morning.
âRefreshing!â I opened the window, inhaling fresh air with an earthy scentârare in Beijing, where even the best air quality is âlightly polluted.â
Twisting my neck, I spotted two black sedans parked at the apartment entrance.
No idea what brand; Iâm clueless about cars.
Itâs Saturday, so everyoneâs off.
The cars are likely for Qin Mengdie and Tang Shuyao. Their âyoung missâ status is undeniable.
I should see them off.
In the living room, Tang Shuyao was clinging to Sister Lin, crying like it was a permanent farewell. Since when were they so close?
Qin Mengdie seems friendly only with Tang Shuyao; her ties with other girls here are lukewarm.
âMeiâer, hug!â Tang Shuyao released Sister Lin, opening her arms to Meiâer. Meiâer smiled, arms wide, but Tang Shuyao didnât hug herâinstead, she grabbed Meiâerâs chest, laughing, âSo big! Always wanted a feel!â
D*mn it! Thatâs my territory! Meiâer stepped back, saying, âYaoyao, donât tease me like that!â
âHey! One day, mine will be that big!â Tang Shuyao laughed. If not for the bodyguards at the door, Iâd have slapped her. Touching my territory?
âYaoyao, time to go,â Qin Mengdie said calmly. Tang Shuyao pouted, sighing, âFine!â
âI woke up late, but good thing Iâm not late!â Xu Xin smiled, approaching them. She hugged Tang Shuyao, exchanged a smile with Qin Mengdie, and said, âIâll miss you! Come back soon!â
âBig Sis Xin, Iâll miss you too! Kiss!â Tang Shuyao pecked Xu Xinâs cheek. Iâm honestly jealous of girlsâ friendships. Next life, Iâll be a womanâfree to flirt, and Xia Tian wouldnât react. Perfect.
“Ahem!” I coughed, opening my arms to Tang Shuyao. âHug? Iâll miss you too!â
âHmph!â She sneered, âPervert!â
âWeâre in the same apartment; why the different treatment?â I feigned hurt.
Tang Shuyao smirked, âCut off your little buddy, and Iâll hug you!â
D*mn, thatâs vicious! One sentence to end my lineage?
âEnough, Yaoyao, letâs go,â Qin Mengdie said.
Tang Shuyao grinned, âPervert, Iâm so looking forward to that hug!â She turned and left.
My eye twitched, but I smiled wryly.
âYoung miss, please get in!â The voice startled meâit was Secretary Liu.
Seeing him, I greeted, âSecretary Liu, long time no see!â
Qin Mengdie, about to board, paused, looking at us. âYou know each other?â
Secretary Liu shook his head. âFirst time meeting, sir. How do you know my surname?â He winked at me.
At first, I thought he was flirting, but then I recalled Qin Shoushengâs order to keep this secret. Weâre supposed to be strangers.
I scratched my head awkwardly. âSaw you in the papers, always with Mr. Qin at press conferences!â
âSorry, Iâm in a rush. Goodbye!â Secretary Liuâs tone was cold, but he subtly gave me a thumbs-up. Guess I covered well.
We watched the cars leave, then returned to the apartment.
âWhereâs Wang Ziyan?â I hadnât noticed earlier, but she wasnât in the send-off group.
Sister Lin said, âAfter dinner last night, Ziyan got a call and went to the bureau for a case. Still not back.â
âPublic service is tough,â I said casually, smiling.
Sister Lin frowned, feigning pain, cooing, âMy most, most, most handsome Xia Tian, your sisterâs starving!â
âAlright, Iâll cookâŚâ I smiled wryly, heading to the kitchen.
âFruit platter! Donât forget!â she shouted.
I shook my head. âWonât forget!â
âIâll help!â Xu Xin followed.
Meiâer smiled. âMeiâer too!â
I grinned at them. âWash these apples for me.â
They nodded. With Xu Xin, Iâve always felt something unclear, unsure what to say. I expected her to clash with Meiâer, but itâs been calm. Maybe her words to me were just jokes.
âHere!â Xu Xin handed me a washed apple.
âThanks!â While she wasnât looking, I pulled out the black dagger. For a fruit platter, colder is better. The daggerâs cold iron chills each slice naturallyâtastes great, though itâs overkill.
âDamn!â Peeling an apple, I nicked my hand. My bodyâs tough from training, but this daggerâs tougher. A small cut appeared.
âYour handâs hurt! Iâll get a bandage!â Xu Xin panicked, rushing upstairs.
Meiâer grabbed my hand, licking the wound.
âMeiâer, what are you doing?â Her licking tickled, making me shiver.
âDone!â She smiled, looking up.
âWhat?â I glanced where she lookedâdamn! The cut was gone.
Shocked, I asked, âHow?â
Meiâer smiled. âMeiâerâs fox saliva heals wounds.â
Fox saliva? Heals wounds?
Why do I suddenly really hope Xia Tian gets hurt?