512. Qian Qian’s Heartthrob
Later on, the daytime-drunk girls finally sobered up and remembered the day’s crucial mission.
Help Qian Qian with the boy she likes!
Still reeking of alcohol, they swarmed outside the school gate, chattering excitedly.
“Shao Qing asked his friend, and apparently, he doesn’t have any black history. He’s only dated twice,” Ning Chu shared the intel from Zhang Shaoqing, feeling a bit relieved.
This school is basically Little Emperor Wen’s main stage; that dude could very well have been involved in some shady organization or be a total j*rk who’s always on the prowl for girls.
But Zhang Shaoqing, being a rich second-generation kid, knew a lot of people, so he was pretty well-informed.
“Two times? Has Qian Qian ever dated?” Yan Xinya asked curiously.
“Just once…”
“Eh! When was that? How come we didn’t know?”
Qian Qian’s face turned crimson in embarrassment: “Back in middle school, I didn’t really get it. We just held hands…”
“Wow~ Isn’t that similar to Xinya?” Ning Chu teasingly nudged Yan Xinya’s shoulder. “In middle school, they only held hands! You’re in college, and you’re just holding hands too~”
“That’s called being conservative! Self-respect!” Wolf Girl retorted proudly. “Unlike you! You were with Wen Yang for like three days before you gave him everything!”
“!!!”
Not just three days but barely a moment after becoming a girl…
A wave of intense embarrassment washed over Ning Chu, her face turning a deep shade of red as she stammered, “I—I was sure about him! It wasn’t just a few days!”
“Back then, you were practically living together! Didn’t do anything?”
“Absolutely not!”
She nodded vigorously, trying to sound convincing.
How could her skills and techniques be counted as giving it away? That was just how a succubus went about her business!
Unfortunately, even Lily raised her eyebrows, clearly not buying it.
Just then, a short-haired golden-haired dude sauntered out from the school gate, and Qian Qian’s eyes immediately locked onto him, along with the eager stares of the others.
“Golden hair…” Ning Chu’s lip twitched.
She wasn’t a fan of golden-haired guys; in all the NTR-themed stories she had read, the male leads were usually golden-haired.
Fortunately, the guy’s charm somehow fit with his rogue vibe, which was oddly suitable.
“Fits my red hair perfectly~” Qian Qian flipped her pigtails, acting all excited. “He’s handsome! My taste is impeccable, right?”
“Oh! Didn’t we play ball with him before? I remember smashing it on him! His name is Zhang Jiajun, right?”
Yan Xinya finally connected the dots, stroking her chin and commenting, “He’s alright looking, but his skills are pretty lame.”
“Average.” Lily said disinterestedly, focusing back on her phone.
“Yeah, pretty average…”
Ning Chu nodded in agreement.
Not to mention in comparison to her own male lead; that guy wasn’t even close to her brother’s level, just a minor pretty boy.
“Too handsome guys are prone to stray; not every handsome guy is like Wen Yang, obedient and loyal.”
She rolled her eyes at Qian Qian: “Wen Yang is not obedient.”
That guy also loved looking at pretty girls and could easily be tempted by beauty. It was a universal male flaw.
But unfortunately, after daily squeezing Wen Yang in all sorts of ways, the pent-up impulses had faded, so even if Wen Yang’s heart drifted, his morals kept him in check.
This was a path she never imagined she would take~
Back then, all the effort put into messing up the plot was for what? Might as well have just drained him dry!
“I’m going in! You guys watch from behind!”
The legendary Zhang Jiajun had been waiting at the school gate for a while, and Qian Qian, fearing she’d be late and upset him, skipped over excitedly.
Watching Qian Qian and Zhang Jiajun connect from afar, Ning Chu and the others seemed like thieves, sneaking around.
“Xinya, are you really not thinking about getting back with your boyfriend?”
“Why bring that up again?” Yan Xinya peeked to spy on Qian Qian, letting out a squeak like a prairie dog. “Look at her! So cute~ I want to snatch her and take her home~”
At that moment, Qian Qian was blushing so fiercely that her ears turned red. She couldn’t bear to meet Zhang Jiajun’s gaze, her eyes darting around, hands clasped in front of her chest, occasionally tucking her hair behind her ear. Her steps became light and hurried, trailing behind him.
Ning Chu watched the lovestruck girl, unable to resist a knowing smile: “Ah, young girls are like this~”
“Yeah, you were like that with Wen Yang too~”
“Shut up! How is that possible? I’m not that lovesick!”
“Really? Not sure who it was that stuck to Wen Yang like glue! Eyes practically sparkling with hearts! You were shaking that little waist~”
Jeez, the way it was described made it sound like she was all hot and bothered the moment she saw Wen Yang!
Ning Chu, embarrassed and angry, kicked Yan Xinya, missing her, and shouted while running after her, “You stop right there!”
“No way!”
Lily, expressionless, watched the two tussling around her and wondered if they had forgotten their original purpose for being there.
She glanced at Qian Qian, who’d now turned down another street and vanished, and opened her mouth to stop their antics: “Knock it off…”
Just as she did, Yan Xinya accidentally knocked her shoulder, stumbling back a few steps. She couldn’t regain her balance and plopped down hard on the ground.
The pain shot through her backside, and tears welled in her eyes instantly.
“Hey! Are you okay?”
Ning Chu quickly stopped the banter, crouching down to check on Lily.
“I’m fine…”
“This girl, always making a fuss!”
She shot Yan Xinya an irritated look, helped Lily up from the ground, dusted off her pants, and indignantly remarked, “Doesn’t Xinya know how sensitive succubi are to pain? Always so clumsy!”
Realizing she caused some trouble, Yan Xinya stood there apologetically, hands awkwardly fidgeting.
“Um, how about I treat you all to dinner tonight?” she said sheepishly. “There’s a new barbecue place nearby, and I heard they have fresh roasted lamb legs! Super delicious~”
Lily hesitated, asking, “Is it really that good?”
“Absolutely! My treat!”
…
“I thought you were inviting me out to play ball.”
Up ahead, Qian Qian and Zhang Jiajun were heading towards the student street.
Qian Qian lowered her head, trying hard to look graceful and sweet: “I don’t usually play basketball; I was just with my friend last time.”
“That dog girl?”
“It’s a wolf!”
She emphasized her correction of Zhang Jiajun’s mistake and whispered, “Okay, I’ll admit, she does kinda look like a dog…”
“Want to grab dinner? I’ll pay.”
“No, I’m not really hungry.”
Qian Qian felt her heart racing, the thumping was so loud it almost echoed in her ears, and her face was burning.
She swallowed hard, glancing back in a panic, only to find her friends were nowhere to be seen.
Eh? Where did they go?
Without her friends, her anxiety hit the roof.
