“All right, all right, Yu Wanwan, hurry back and get yourself ready. Stop rubbing our Wen Yan’s face.” Zhong Qian’s voice slowly drifted over from not far away. Her large eyes calmly watched a certain someone who was happily rubbing away, and there seemed to be a trace of resentment in her gaze.
After all, that certain someone had only told her that afternoon not to keep pinching Wen Yan’s face, but! Someone tell her! Who was the person rubbing Wen Yan’s face right now! Who was it?!
She just knew that scoundrel Yu Wanwan had been up to no good!
If looks could kill, Zhong Qian probably would have killed Yu Wanwan countless times by now.
“Cough… cough.”
Yu Wanwan, who had been completely absorbed in it, suddenly came back to her senses. She somewhat unnaturally released Wen Yan’s cheeks and said gently: “All right, all right, Wen Yan, I’m going to continue doing my makeup. You should hurry and get ready too.”
“Okay.”
Wen Yan obediently responded.
If the Yu Wanwan from just now had been like a foolish ruler lost in indulgence, then Zhong Qian would definitely have been the minister who stopped her from becoming one.
Wen Yan returned to her seat. She recalled the descriptions in the book. At tonight’s party, many people would shine brilliantly, including Wanwan and the other two.
Oh, she had forgotten to mention something. Wanwan and the other two actually appeared quite frequently in this novel. In particular, Wen Yan’s roommates in the original book had not been these three people, but rather several people who had never appeared in the story at all. However, she did not know whether her arrival had brought about some small changes. She had become roommates with the three of them, while originally, they had never had a fourth roommate and had always lived as a group of three.
“It’s fine, it’s fine. As long as I don’t get involved in any of it.”
The young woman’s sweet, clear voice carried a trace of relief as she quietly muttered to herself.
Her voice was so soft that only she herself could hear it.
(Silly Wen Yan, just because you don’t want to doesn’t mean a certain bad man doesn’t want to. Sigh, far too naive. From the heartache of an old mother.)
Wen Yan did her makeup very quickly. Before long, her already delicate and exquisitely beautiful face seemed to have been polished to a brilliant sheen. She was like a superb piece of pure, natural jade that had been given a touch of meticulous carving, making her even more alluring and captivating. If Wen Yan just now had been like a lotus emerging from clear water, then she now resembled a gorgeous rose heavy with dew, blooming fully and displaying all of her radiance.
By this point, Yu Wanwan was also nearly finished with her makeup. Sensing movement from Wen Yan, she stopped what she was doing and looked over at her. It would have been fine if she had not looked, but the moment she did, she became completely mesmerized.
“Heavens… s-so beautiful.”
Yu Wanwan’s eyes were filled with amazement as she murmured to herself.
“Hm? Yu Wanwan, what did you say?”
Zhong Qian, who was applying eyeliner beside her, heard her voice and asked.
Because Yu Wanwan had spoken softly, Zhong Qian had not heard her clearly. However, Yu Wanwan was currently immersed in Wen Yan’s beauty and had not heard a single word Zhong Qian said.
When Zhong Qian received no response, she followed Yu Wanwan’s gaze. Mm, very good. There was now one more person completely captivated by Wen Yan’s beauty.
Wen Yan, who was sitting near the window, had absolutely no idea what kind of impact her beauty had inflicted on the two of them.
The young woman’s ink-black hair cascaded casually over her shoulders like a waterfall, each strand smooth and faintly lustrous. Her already delicate and petite face appeared even smaller beneath her thick, full hair. Her brows and eyes looked as though they had been painted into existence, while her skin was snowy white, smooth and luminous like the finest jade. Her already captivating eyes now seemed to contain scattered starlight. When she looked at someone, it was as though they were gazing into a sea of stars, leaving them helplessly immersed and unable to extricate themselves. Her nose was high and straight, while her red lips were luscious and alluring, as though warmly inviting others to steal a kiss.
It happened to be evening, and sunlight spilled over Wen Yan. At that moment, it was almost impossible to find words to describe her. If one sentence had to be used, then it would probably be that the Goddess of Beauty had descended. The intermingling of light and shadow made Wen Yan’s entire figure seem to glow, lofty and beyond reach.
Wen Yan herself still had no idea what kind of devastating impact her beauty had inflicted on her other two roommates. At that moment, she was thinking about what she should wear later. She did not want to shine brilliantly at the party because that would attract too much attention. However, she had forgotten that with her beauty, it would be difficult for her not to attract attention even if she wanted to avoid it.
Very soon, Yu Wanwan and Zhong Qian withdrew their gazes, forcibly suppressed the amazement in their hearts, and continued doing their makeup. After all, if they kept staring, they really would run out of time.
The sunlight gradually faded. As though something had been triggered, the entire dormitory building gradually became lively, with everyone seemingly discussing something.
Su Qingqing quickly finished getting herself ready and changed into a pale green qipao. The qipao perfectly outlined her curves, and its hem had a slight slit that faintly revealed her fair and delicate skin. The glimpses of skin appearing and disappearing were extremely alluring. She casually swept her hair into an updo and inserted a hairpin, while her makeup was exquisite and elegant. She was every bit an aloof beauty.
Yu Wanwan had also finished getting ready and looked as gentle and charming as ever. Her beautiful face was pure and captivating, while a light blue evening gown showed off her figure exceptionally well. Her curves were soft and graceful, and every movement she made was supremely elegant, giving people the impression of a little princess from a wealthy family. Of course, Yu Wanwan really was the daughter of a wealthy family.
Zhong Qian wore a red strapless evening gown. Her already curvaceous figure looked even more enticing at that moment, as though a single glance at her was enough to make people flush and their hearts race. With her slightly curled short hair and highly striking makeup, she had the unmistakable aura of a mature, commanding beauty.
The three of them each had their own distinctive charm and were extraordinarily beautiful, like precious flowers of different varieties, each blooming with a different kind of beauty. Their radiance seemed to cast a halo over the entire dormitory, filling it with countless shades of beauty.
“Where’s Wen Yan?”
Su Qingqing lazily leaned against the wardrobe and spoke softly.
Yu Wanwan looked toward the bathroom. The bathroom door was tightly shut, so Wen Yan was probably still changing.
She was just about to answer Su Qingqing when the bathroom door opened.
The first thing that entered their sight was a slender, fair, and delicate hand. That single glimpse alone inspired endless imagination and made one intensely curious about just how beautiful the person pushing open the door might be. The next thing that came into view was the hem of a dark green dress. It resembled a flower, blooming step by step with each movement of its wearer, flowers seeming to blossom beneath every step in radiant splendor.
Just as Yu Wanwan could no longer wait and wanted to drag Wen Yan out so she could properly admire her, Wen Yan completely pushed open the door and stepped outside.
The dark green evening gown perfectly displayed all of Wen Yan’s finest features. Her skin had already been as smooth as ice and her bones as pure as jade, her complexion snowy and her skin like congealed cream. Against the gown, her skin seemed almost to glow. Her chest was full and her waist slender, and even her collarbones were exquisitely delicate.
Her ink-black hair had not been elaborately styled and simply fell loosely around her, concealing patches of snowy skin and leaving endless room for the imagination. It gave people an impulse to gather up that dark hair so they could see that captivating posture completely unobstructed.
If that had been all, it might still have been manageable. What was even more astonishing was her incomparably beautiful face, soft, alluring, and captivating. Her enticing almond-shaped eyes resembled a pool of crystal-clear spring water. One glance was enough to make someone wish they could hold out their entire heart and offer it to her.
Her red lips were slightly parted, faintly revealing the tip of her delicate tongue within. Her entire person resembled a white lotus blooming at the absolute height of its beauty. Every movement she made stirred an endless desire to protect her.
Yet even stronger than that desire for protection was a destructive urge rising within the heart, an urge to turn such a beauty into a dodder flower that could survive only by clinging to oneself. Just how immensely satisfying would that be?
“Holy crap, holy crap, I can’t live anymore! How can someone possibly be this beautiful? You’re seriously even prettier than Su Ning! Wuwuwu, I’m going to make sure everyone knows how beautiful my Wen Yan is. Too beautiful, way too beautiful! Why aren’t you number one on the Freshman Rankings?”
Yu Wanwan exclaimed in amazement, her eyes shining as though she were a puppy eager to rush over and act spoiled with someone. If Zhong Qian and Su Qingqing had not been beside her at that moment, she would have thrown herself at Wen Yan long ago. Wen Yan was simply far too difficult to resist.