Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Wen Xinya sat on the sofa of the student union office browsing the posts and replies on the school’s discussion forums on her phone, a chilly smile hanging on her lips.
Shen Mengting accompanied and chatted with her. “Xinya, I didn’t expect you to be so brilliant—the test papers on the discussion forums are of the S level of difficulty, and you actually scored so high.”
Wen Xinya sighed slightly and said, “I’d previously led a wandering life and didn’t have the chance to study. An elder sister who lived beside my place was very kind, often teaching me some secondary school syllabus, and I’ve also studied some myself. After returning to the Wen Family, Grandpa got me a tutor, and Grampy also often gave me pointers. Thus, I managed to complete the Secondary Three syllabus.”
Shen Mengting was stunned. “No wonder! Even so, it’s miraculous that you managed to complete the Secondary Three syllabus within half a year. Even I can’t score as high as you given the questions on the test papers.”
Recalling how she had previously told Wen Xinya to ask her anything she did not know, she felt a sense of embarrassment—Wen Xinya’s results were not worse than hers, and she also had expert guidance. Thinking of this, her eyes flinched uncontrollably.
Wen Xinya smiled and said nothing.
The members of the student union slowly gathered. More than a hundred members gathered in whispers, their gaze shifting towards Wen Xinya from time to time.
Wen Xinya pretended not to see.
Then, a girl with tall stature, masculine look, and short hair walked up to Wen Xinya, sizing her up with a curious look in her eyes.
Wen Xinya felt the kindness in her gaze, lifted her head, smiled mildly, and asked, “Is anything the matter?”
The girl suddenly stretched out her hand and said, “My name is Xu Tongxuan. I feel that you’re my type and wish to be friends with you. What do you think?”
Astonishment filled Wen Xinya’s eyes.
Xu Tongxuan!
Could it be that Xu Family?
The Xu Family was of higher repute than the Wen Family. Old Mr. Xu used to be the chief of the National Security Department. After stepping down, he remained close to it.
Wen Xinya did not hide the expression in her eyes, deepening Xu Tongxuan’s liking for her. Xu Tongxuan chuckled and said, “It’s indeed the Xu Family in your mind. So, do you want to be friends with me or not!”
Wen Xinya smiled, nodded, stretched her hand out, and shook her hand. “Naturally, it’s my honor!”
Xu Tongxuan settled beside Wen Xinya and said, “Previously, I’ve heard Zhou Tianyu and Gu Junling mention about you. However, I’ve been staying at Nantong for the entire summer holidays and didn’t have the chance to meet you—didn’t expect you to actually be such an interesting character.”
Wen Xinya looked sideways at her. “Nantong is a beautiful city. I’ve also been to Nantong once previously—I have a friend whose mother is a Nantong citizen.”
The Gu Family had a thousand and one links with the National Security Department, and the Zhou Family was senior management of the Internal Affairs Department, so it was not unusual that Xu Tongxuan knew Zhou Tianyu and Gu Junling. She also heard that Nantong was the hometown of the Xu Family—after Old Mr. Xu retired from the National Security Department, he had gone back to Nantong for retirement.
Upon hearing that she had been to Nantong, Xu Tongxuan’s eyes glowed with more familiarity. “Didn’t expect you to have actually been to Nantong.”
“It was a perfect vacation.” Wen Xinya recalled the trip to Nantong, when Si Yiyan bunned her hair up, drew her brows, and filled in her makeup for her. Si Yiyan had even specially brought her to taste all the authentic local delicacies of Nantong—she had previously thought that he was very familiar with Nantong, only to find out afterward that he had specially researched for it. It was a perfect trip to Nantong.
Thinking of Si Yiyan, Wen Xinya instinctively fondled with the dangling earring on her right ear—she could still feel Si Yiyan holding her leg gently, as well as the heat as when he slid the Slave of Love onto her ankle.
Xu Tongxuan saw a tinge of memory in her clear eyes and a kind of gorgeous elegance on her expression.
Feeling Xu Tongxuan’s gaze, Wen Xinya’s ears heated up slightly as she changed the topic. “Nantong’s delicacies are great—previously, I’ve tasted many famous delicacies of Nantong!”
Xu Tongxuan’s eyes glistened as she spoke with a voice several pitches higher. “Yup, I love Nantong’s delicacies—you can find them in the capital city as well, but the taste is not as good as in Nantong!”
As though suddenly finding something common between them, Wen Xinya said, “Yup! Especially Nantong’s smelly tofu—smells awful, yet fragrant and soft in your mouth, leaving one craving for more.”
Si Yiyan also couldn’t stand the smell of smelly tofu. However, as she liked it, he had also tried it—at that time, his gorgeous eyebrows almost scrunched into a caterpillar, and she had teased him all day after seeing it.
Xu Tongxuan held her hand in excitement. “Bosom friend—Nantong’s smelly tofu is also my favorite, it’s indeed one of the finest delicacies in the world. I’ve originally brought some for Zhou Tianyu, but she can’t stand the smell.”
Wen Xinya was overjoyed. “There’s still Xiting shortbread and Zhengyang sweet cake which are also great. Previously, I’ve brought quite a bit back and still have some at home now.”
Si Yiyan did not really fancy sweets and would only taste these things slightly. When they were coming back, Si Yiyan had prepared many pastries that she loved.
Xu Tongxuan’s cheeks were red from excitement. “The grilled catfish and malt biscuits are also great—have you tried them?”
Wen Xinya nodded and said, “Yup—especially the grilled catfish, I’ve previously eaten a whole kilogram of it!”
She could still remember that she was so stuffed that she couldn’t walk and squatted by the roadside, unwilling to walk. Frightened, Si Yiyan had carried her and ran to the hospital, even forgetting to call for the ambulance, as though his legs were faster.
At that time, she was laughing uncontrollably on Si Yiyan’s back.
Wen Xinya subconsciously fondled with the dangling earring on her ear. She realized that she thought of Si Yiyan more easily these days—as long as something was related to Si Yiyan, it would trigger her memories.
The two of them chatted from the delicacies of Nantong to all the famous delicacies of various parts of the world, and even the specialties of the Ninth-Heaven, leaving all the people in the student union speechless.
Actually, they’re two gluttons!
Although they thought this way, they also listened to their conversations, noting some special delicacies to taste in the future.
Then, Chu Jingnan walked into the student union office. When he saw Wen Xinya seated at the sofa, his gaze subconsciously shifted onto her body. She was wearing Lan Feng’s uniform—the obviously simple design, when worn by her, had a vintage charm. She radiated elegance from within.
As if she sensed his gaze, Wen Xinya slowly lifted her head. “The honorable President Chu!”
Chu Jingnan nodded as his mind drifted to the day at the crepe myrtle flowers trail uncontrollably—how she had been cold and frightening, out to kill. Odd as people were—previously he had only felt humiliated, but after the incident, he felt increasingly curious about Wen Xinya—the complex emotions in his heart made him increasingly attracted towards her.
