Wen Fei opened her chat interface with Jiang Shixue with a complex mood, looking at the two words in the nickname she had set for her: “Baby.” She calculated patiently.
Her slender fingertips slid across the light brain, and ultimately, Wen Fei clicked open the chat box.
With a cold expression, she opened the chat interface, her slightly calloused fingertip rubbing against Jiang Shixue’s profile picture. Then, she tapped the screen, sending the message she had drafted in her mind:
[Do you want to go on a date tonight?]
Jiang Shixue did not reply immediately. Wen Fei leaned against the window, waiting for a while amidst the fresh scent of the drizzling rain.
In the input box, Wen Fei typed words, deleted them, typed again, and deleted them again.
She wasn’t worried about what might happen tonight.
Before anything could potentially happen, Jiang Shixue would definitely refuse.
Wen Fei had secretly recorded many instances where Jiang Shixue politely but distantly rejected the confessions of pursuers.
She simply felt sorry for Jiang Shixue.
Jiang Shixue’s personality was so soft and she was so easily embarrassed; even though Wen Fei was already her girlfriend, Jiang Shixue found it difficult to even voice normal desires to her.
When rejecting confessions, Jiang Shixue must have gone through a great psychological struggle.
As someone who had spent years seeing a psychiatrist, Wen Fei knew better than anyone that psychological pain was no less agonizing than physical pain.
Wen Fei did not want Jiang Shixue to suffer psychologically.
Since she was already Jiang Shixue’s girlfriend, if something had to happen tonight, she could completely step in and reject others mercilessly on Jiang Shixue’s behalf.
Ultimately, however, Wen Fei did not mention this matter to her.
Perhaps Jiang Shixue didn’t take it seriously at all?
Wen Fei didn’t want Jiang Shixue to think she was a petty, jealous woman.
Smoothing her shoulder-length hair and adjusting to a more comfortable leaning position, Wen Fei dialed her subordinate, Yi Bai, while waiting for Jiang Shixue.
“Commander?” Yi Bai answered as if facing a formidable enemy, terrified that she had done something wrong to disappoint her strict superior.
“Mm, don’t be nervous,” Wen Fei replied, her tone lacking its usual professional sternness. “I remember your sisters’ restaurant has a couples’ event?”
“Oh, yes.” Hearing that it wasn’t official business, Yi Bai relaxed. “That’s correct. the event lasts quite a while, until this summer.”
Yi Bai had two sisters. Before being officially incorporated into the ranks, for many followers like them, Wen Fei was not just the commander who trained them, but also the benefactor who took them in.
Wen Fei was usually serious and clear about rewards and punishments, but veterans who had known her for a long time knew she watched over everyone. She knew not only that Yi Bai’s sisters, Yi Lin and Yi Mi, ran a restaurant, but even about small events held there.
“Ah, could you send me an electronic copy of the event brochure?” Wen Fei’s voice sounded a bit muffled through the communication device.
“Of course,” Yi Bai happily agreed to the small request. “One moment, Commander, I’ll send it to you right away.”
Yi Bai didn’t ask what Wen Fei wanted it for. Whether out of professional ethics or the lingering awe of Wen Fei’s authority, she never asked such questions.
Closing the communication, Wen Fei soon received the brochure.
She skimmed through it.
Couples’ events were mostly similar, especially in restaurants. It usually involved discounts for dining couples, with extra discounts for sharing on social media platforms.
Wen Fei didn’t look closely but forwarded the clickable link to Jiang Shixue:
[Chao Chao Mu Mu BBQ Buffet, Couples’ Event Hits the Scene…]
The slogan was too long and got cut off. Wen Fei followed up the dry link with a sentence:
[Today is the first day of our heat period together. I think the first time is very meaningful. Shall we have dinner together?]
This time, after the message was sent, Wen Fei saw the “typing” status on Jiang Shixue’s end.
Wen Fei hesitated, then sent another message. Her face, hidden in the dim light, held a calmness like the stillness before a storm:
[Baby.]
On the other side, Jiang Shixue had just finished packing her old belongings.
Opening her light brain and seeing many unread messages, her first reaction was: What does Lin Yin want now?
The only person who sent Jiang Shixue many messages was usually Lin Yin.
Upon clicking, she realized it was Wen Fei.
Receiving Wen Fei’s message, Jiang Shixue realized she had been so busy saying goodbye to the past that she had forgotten to implement her “heat violence” (overwhelming affection) plan.
Perfect. Now that she had finished packing, she could cleanly complete her “heat violence” quota.
Jiang Shixue’s eyes curved. Her fingers tapped the screen as she sent a voice message: “Okay! Let’s go together.”
Jiang Shixue didn’t call her “Baby” back.
Since they hadn’t been affectionate for a while, seeing Wen Fei call her that made her feel a bit unaccustomed and secretly shy.
However, how could she implement “heat violence” without being clingy? Hmph.
Jiang Shixue then channeled her “spoiled princess” persona and pridefully nitpicked:
[Ahem, why did it take you so long to message me?]
[If your girlfriend doesn’t look for you, don’t you know how to take the initiative?]
[Are you starting to like me less?]
Wen Fei played the voice messages. The girl’s voice was sweet and soft, as if coated in honey.
The familiar feeling returned.
Listening to Jiang Shixue’s coquettish complaints, Wen Fei was even curiously itching to hear the girl scold her.
Wen Fei unconsciously smiled and replied:
[Don’t think that.]
But Jiang Shixue was relentless. Facing the cold light brain and not Wen Fei herself, she wasn’t as shy. Entering the zone, she pressured:
[Then say you like me. Say it quickly.]
Wen Fei sent a voice message back: [I like you.]
It wasn’t a light, flirtatious tone, but a solemn and serious one. It sounded like a lifelong commitment.
It was a sweet trouble.
And a helpless satisfaction.
Remembering her little girlfriend was sensitive and lacked security, Wen Fei thought for a moment and continued her promise seriously:
[I will take the initiative to find you.]
[I brought a gift for you tonight. Shall I pick you up?]
Receiving this inquiry, Jiang Shixue didn’t send a voice message this time. Struck by Wen Fei’s directness, she felt a bit too embarrassed and typed her reply:
[Pick me up at the West Gate cultural area of the university. I have some business there.]
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Wen Fei replied decisively with one word:
[Okay.]
However, Wen Fei’s mind was racing: Is this the place where Jiang Shixue agreed to meet the buyer?
Subsequently, Jiang Shixue and Wen Fei agreed on a time suitable for both.
Wen Fei keenly noticed again that this time was exactly a little later than the time Jiang Shixue had agreed to the transaction.
[Then see you tonight! Girlfriend.]
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After the agreement, Jiang Shixue softly confessed her feelings and attached a cute emoji.
Wen Fei didn’t reply immediately.
The “typing” indicator flickered and vanished. After a short wait, Jiang Shixue received Wen Fei’s message:
[No “I like you too”?]
Jiang Shixue’s fair face flushed red instantly.
Slowly, but very obediently, she tapped out the reply:
[I like you too.]
Fortunately, it was an online chat. If it were in person, she would have been too shy to speak clearly and would have started stuttering.
Wen Fei looked at the line of text and showed a satisfied smile.
As expected, her little girlfriend liked her very, very much.
[The temperature dropped today. Remember to wear more when you go out.]
Before ending the conversation, Wen Fei gave another instruction.
Early spring on the vacation planet was unpredictable, and the “late spring cold” after a temperature drop was not to be underestimated.
Jiang Shixue replied with a Capybara salute emoji.
Having admired Jiang Shixue’s replies enough, Wen Fei put down her light brain, and the smile on her face slowly faded.
She thought that whatever Jiang Shixue did was her own freedom; she wouldn’t restrict her.
Moreover, if this was a legitimate business transaction, she wouldn’t interfere at all.
As a girlfriend, she simply wanted to participate more in Jiang Shixue’s life, which was a very reasonable thing to do.
Wen Fei clicked on the profile of the person who was buying things from Jiang Shixue again.
She wanted to check things out for Jiang Shixue. After all, looking at that person’s conversation with her, it was hard not to overthink.
Sliding her slender fingers down, Wen Fei browsed that person’s profile for a while.
The account posted a large number of videos showing off their physique, clearly worked on diligently in a gym.
Aside from that, there were many atmospheric interaction videos with different people, and the likes were very high.
Wen Fei browsed the profile, occasionally clicking on individual posts.
One could tell from the profile that this person was a successful woman. The page featured many expensive luxury goods, and the personal introduction included photos of dates with different people, making one wonder if she “played around” a lot.
The ID’s location was at A University.
Does she live in the living area near the West Gate of A University?
It was hard not to worry that without her present, the naive Jiang Shixue might be enticed into going back to this person’s “home.”
Wen Fei frowned and watched a bit longer. In those interaction videos, there were forced interactions like roughly pulling off a chest chain, putting a ball gag inside a mask and shopping together, cinching thigh rings into flesh, and tearing black stockings…
But among all that content, none of it was related to Jiang Shixue’s specific interests (kinks).
Wen Fei’s tight brow relaxed slightly.
This person seemed to play around, but her interests didn’t overlap with Jiang Shixue’s, which meant she didn’t share Jiang Shixue’s specific preferences. Nor did she understand Jiang Shixue deeply.
As expected, the only one who was a perfect match for Jiang Shixue was Wen Fei herself.
Wen Fei was somewhat happy that she was likely the only one who knew Jiang Shixue’s true preferences.
In the future, Wen Fei would be the only one with whom Jiang Shixue could implement those desires.
When Jiang Shixue came out of the dormitory, the sky had already darkened.
The orange sunset after the rain was beautiful, with vast clouds like a fire, reddening the campus of A University.
Jiang Shixue strolled toward the West Gate of the school, the agreed delivery point.
The items she wanted to sell were in her spatial ring, making them very easy to carry.
Fortunately, most students hadn’t finished class yet; otherwise, if they knew the young university student Jiang Shixue possessed an expensive and rare spatial ring… Jiang Shixue thought it would be a real hassle to explain.
Arriving at the neighborhood entrance, Jiang Shixue looked around but didn’t see anyone matching the description of the buyer in a black short skirt.
Jiang Shixue took out her light brain and sent a private message to urge the buyer:
[I’ve arrived.]
[I don’t see anyone in a black short skirt.]
[Where are you?]
The inquiry received no response. The interface remained empty of any reply.
Maybe the buyer is on the way and it’s inconvenient to check messages, Jiang Shixue thought, waiting patiently for a bit longer.
A small group of people was gathered ahead. Jiang Shixue slowly walked over, leaning in to see if the buyer was among the crowd.
After pushing through the outer edge, Jiang Shixue looked toward the center of attention.
Sure enough, she saw a person in a black miniskirt, with permed waves and bright red nail polish.
That should be the buyer.
However, the familiar person standing opposite her was…
Wen Fei?
Jiang Shixue was extremely surprised to see Wen Fei. The Omega with semi-long white hair was standing across from the buyer, tall and slender, with a cold temperament and exquisite features.
Contrasted with the heavy makeup of the person opposite her, Wen Fei looked stunningly beautiful even without any cosmetics.
Under the fiery clouds of the street, Wen Fei and the buyer were in a tense, confrontational atmosphere.
Before Jiang Shixue could figure out the situation, she heard the black-skirted woman’s sharp voice:
“What do you mean, f**k! You suspect I have some kind of physical relationship with your girlfriend?”
Wen Fei lowered her eyes, her emotions appearing calm. She said flatly:
“Please don’t be angry. You’ve misunderstood. I do not suspect my girlfriend.”
The polite and succinct Omega looked the part of a virtuous and uncompetitive person. Standing there, she radiated an aura of innocence and grievance, making one wonder if she was being intimidated by the aggressive woman in black.
Wen Fei watched the angry woman, but out of the corner of her eye, she scanned the area and spotted Jiang Shixue in the crowd.
As expected.
Wen Fei paused her intended silence and pivoted, launching into an affectionate, long-winded speech:
“Perhaps you are unaware, but my girlfriend loves me very much. We are each other’s first loves, and not long ago, we exchanged our first kiss.”
“My Alpha fell for me at first sight and is very possessive. She has marked me many times. To be honest, my girlfriend has difficulty falling asleep without seeing my body before bed.”
“In fact, I am currently preparing to pick her up to spend our first anniversary together. In the future, we will spend many more anniversaries. We will get married; she will be my wife, and I will be hers.”
“My girlfriend loves me very much. I have no intention of doubting her.”
Wen Fei’s words sounded very polite and respectful of her girlfriend, but the heavy emphasis she placed on the word “doubting” made people instinctively wonder if there was subtext—
If she wasn’t doubting her girlfriend, was she then doubting the person in front of her?
The black-skirted woman caught the subtext and flushed red with anger. After a long daze, she pointed her bright red nails at Wen Fei:
“F**k! You mean I’m seducing your girlfriend?!”
Wen Fei lowered her head slightly and remained silent.
She didn’t deny it.
But she didn’t admit it either.
The upright Omega looked like a fragile, exquisite sculpture. As the breeze blew through her hair, she appeared as if her heart had been shattered into pieces, yet she was holding on with sheer willpower—the picture of tragic vulnerability.
Her non-committal attitude was more effective than any words.
The small crowd began to whisper and gossip.
Passersby cast sympathetic looks at Wen Fei.
“What’s going on? What happened?”
“Poor girl. That quiet temperament makes her look like the original partner.”
“What? Who’s the mistress?”
“The one who isn’t loved is the mistress.”
“…”
The people strolling at this hour weren’t mostly young or middle-aged; there were many white-haired elderly women.
Their views were more traditional.
Many could not yet understand the modern Omega style, and they didn’t follow politics. Even if they had heard of Wen Fei’s reputation as the “military meat grinder,” they couldn’t connect it to the slender white-haired Omega before them.
In their minds, Omegas were weak and in need of protection.
Furthermore, when facing such an aggressive person, she appeared even more helpless and pitiful.
“Oh my, that woman in the black skirt doesn’t look like a good person.”
“Exactly. Look at her mouth; you can tell she swears and argues with people constantly.”
“Look, that ‘High Mountain Flower’ is so angry she can’t even speak.”
“High Mountain Flower?”
“That white-haired one. See how beautiful, ethereal, and cold she is? What else could she be?”
The crowd’s conversation began to drift.
Listening to these discussions, the black-skirted woman’s mood reached rock bottom: