Chapter 295: Trust Me, Trust Me, Just Believe in Me Already!
Shen Meng Jie stared blankly at Dragon Brother, and wow, her eyes nearly popped out—his happiness, it turns out, is something you can actually see! Like, for real, not just feeling it in the air or through some abstract emotional cloud, but with your eyeballs!
She’d never seen anything like this before—never encountered someone whose happiness oozed out of just words and eye expressions. Honestly, the feeling Dragon Brother was giving her right now… it’s like trying to describe a rainbow to a blind person—impossible, but if she had to try, it’d be like standing heroically in front of a kn*fe-wielding thug, blocking the blow with a determined stare, protecting the world behind her…
“Y’all really good people,” she mumbled under her breath.
“It’s because of her that everything’s gotten so much better,” Dragon Brother said, eyes shining like he’d just found the secret to eternal happiness.
He was talking about her! And his eyes? Bright enough to power a small city!
“I mean… someone like you…” Shen Meng Jie hesitated, clutching her ointment tightly, glancing away like a shy girl at her first school dance. “You’re… kind of…”
Before she could finish her thought, a voice cut in.
“Big bro?” The voice sounded uncertain, yet somehow, also slightly delighted.
She turned around to see a figure trotting over here.
“Wan Ning,” Dragon Brother greeted, smiling. “Slow down! Why are you out so late?”
That was concern in his voice—kind of like how you’d talk to a snowflake or a glass sculpture: tender, gentle, and just a tad over-the-top. Whether Shen Meng Jie could pick up on the emotions, she couldn’t tell—her ears just caught the caring words, nothing more.
Lin Wan Ning reached Dragon Brother’s side, but instead of replying, her gaze landed on Shen Meng Jie. Upon seeing her, her expression shifted to surprise.
“It’s you…” she said.
“You two know each other?” Shen Meng Jie asked, tilting her head.
“Yeah, on Friday, this classmate brought us here to find you,” Lin Wan Ning replied, nodding.
When Lin Wan Ning looked at Shen Meng Jie, Shen Meng Jie was also watching her. Hearing that, she chuckled politely and asked, “Hi again! Are you from the neighboring Music College?”
That’s what she sort of guessed from Dragon Brother’s words earlier, after all.
“Yeah, I’m Lin Wan Ning from the Music College,” she introduced herself with a cool, detached smile that looked lovely but somehow chilly—like a snow queen about to give you a frosty stare.
It was like she was saying: Hey, bro, explain this. Why are you out late hanging around with another girl?
And maybe, just maybe, if he didn’t clarify it now, she might run straight to Hu Yu Ying and spill the beans.
“Actually, I need to ask Shen Meng Jie something,” Dragon Brother said.
This got Lin Wan Ning’s brow up slightly, her calm smile still beautiful, but her eyes—oh her eyes—they glinted with silent suspicion: Do you believe me or not?
Shen Meng Jie kept her gaze on Lin Wan Ning, silently observing the interaction.
Her heart skipped a beat, so she spoke up: “It’s true. He wants to ask me for a favor.”
Lin Wan Ning looked at Shen Meng Jie and let out a quiet smile. “I was just joking with my brother. I know him pretty well—he’s a good guy.”
And she wasn’t lying. She’d seen her brother treat Hu Yu Ying differently, more gently, more sincerely. If he wasn’t serious, he could have just gobbled her up first and then made excuses about incompatibility later. But no—he’s mature, rational, holding back all that impulse just waiting for Hu Yu Ying to give him an answer.
Someone who’s deeply respectful of feelings and everyone around them? That’s someone worth trusting—and worth respecting.
She smiled at Shen Meng Jie again. “Anyway, now my brother owes me a fruit tea. Want to come?”
Shen Meng Jie looked into Lin Wan Ning’s eyes, and her lips curled slightly.
“No, we just had coffee,” she answered softly.
Lin Wan Ning’s smile froze just a bit, then she turned to Dragon Brother and said, “Brother, let’s go.”
Before he could say anything, she pulled his arm and headed off in another direction.
Honestly, a girl’s serious face can be pretty intimidating—especially one like Lin Wan Ning, exuding icy elegance.
Halfway there, she released her grip.
“Brother, what’s going on?” she asked, her expression turning serious.
She trusted Dragon Brother, but she really wanted to know why. So she put on a serious face, trying to scare him a little—like, ‘I’m about to tell Hu Yu Ying everything!’
“Ugh,” Dragon Brother sighed. “I knew the feelings here are tight-knit. If I told Wan Ning or Qing Xue, they’d definitely leak it to the Little Girl faster than you can say ‘gossip.’ But right now, even if I don’t say anything, she’ll probably tell her anyway.”
He recounted the whole story to Lin Wan Ning.
“I mean, I mess things up sometimes,” she said, frowning just a bit.
“Come on, I’m a girl, too. Why didn’t you ask me first?” Lin Wan Ning huffed.
“You talk too much—that’s what you do. I just told you now, and probably in the next second, you’ll run and tell Ah Ying!”
She paused, then added defensively: “But does she really get it? Honestly, Qing Xue and I understand Hu Yu Ying better.”
Dragon Brother showed her the chat records.
She briefly looked—honest to goodness, Shen Meng Jie’s advice was pretty spot-on. Yet, as a girl, Lin Wan Ning had a gut feeling—she didn’t quite like Shen Meng Jie, especially when Shen Meng Jie looked at her brother with a sly sparkle, like she was eyeing prey. That’s why she instinctively kept her distance.
“Anyway, I now know everything,” Lin Wan Ning said. “If my brother has any questions, he can ask me. I promise, before he confesses, I won’t tell Hu Yu Ying. Cross my heart,” she swore.
“You believe me, right?” she added, grinning cheekily.
Dragon Brother snorted, amused. “Fine, fine, I believe you. Trust you, trust you.”
She headed ahead, and then asked, “Where are we going, now?”
“You said you want some fruit tea.”
“I invited you out—I’ve got some cash now, too.”
They sat on a bench along the street.
“You still haven’t told me—what are you doing out so late?”
She plopped her phone in front of him.
It was a bunch of photos—autumn night, street lamps, fallen leaves, all gorgeous.
“Hu Yu Ying helped us manage our accounts a lot. Qing Xue even has some connections for tech tips and promotion ideas. But me? I don’t know anything at all.”
“So I just want to take more pretty pictures of scenery, then use tech tricks to combine them. Maybe during the school festival, we can recommend our online store to everyone…”
【One more month ahead! Brothers, send some good vibes! Please, I love y’all!】
