As a Best Actress who had weathered countless storms, by the time Jiang Liyue left the Jiaowuchu with her test paper scoring 21 points, she had already come to terms with it.
She even waved the paper in front of Pei Ji, deliberately teasing him with a playful smile. “Well, well, Classmate Pei, looks like I can’t tutor you anymore.”
Pei Ji suddenly grew anxious at her words. “Yueyue, it’s fine. Actually, you can still teach me like this. We can still be together…”
As he spoke, his gaze gradually drifted to Jiang Liyue’s exposed ankles and wrists, his eyes darkening.
If Yueyue didn’t want to be with him, then he would have to find a way to tie her up and keep her from leaving.
Actually, tying her up didn’t sound so bad either—that way, Yueyue would belong to him forever.
His pupils began to flicker with a crimson glow, and the invisible black mist behind him seemed to probe around Jiang Liyue, as if about to completely envelop her.
The wind seemed to freeze at that moment. In that instant, Pei Ji truly resembled the terrifying existence the Bullet Chat described—the one who could take out ten players in five minutes.
But the look he gave Jiang Liyue wasn’t one of destruction—it was one of overwhelming possessiveness.
“Pfft, you actually took that seriously?” Jiang Liyue laughed in exasperation.
While Pei Ji was still lost in thoughts of tying her up and locking her away, she took the initiative to reach for his hand.
“Even if we can’t study together, we’re still good friends. Are you going to look down on me just because I did badly on the test?” As she said this, Jiang Liyue’s round cat-like eyes widened.
She looked like a spoiled, gorgeous Ragdoll cat being completely unreasonable.
Feeling the soft touch in his palm, the deathly stillness around Pei Ji dissipated in an instant.
“Of course not. I will never look down on Yueyue. Never.” Pei Ji promised with extraordinary solemnity.
Jiang Liyue had that feeling again of deceiving an innocent young man, but then she recalled the burning, dangerous look in Pei Ji’s eyes just moments ago.
Forget it. She’d rather worry about herself—the one who might accidentally die inside the Fuben, and might starve to death outside of it.
[I just sensed danger from the boss. What the hell does this dog of a man want to do to Yueyue?!]
[Whatever he wants to do, he still got put in his place by Yueyue. Yueyue is a master at taming dogs.]
[Actually, the boss might not do anything to Yueyue. Maybe he just wants to do some things that “good friends” do with each other.]
[CP fans, that’s enough. The boss definitely has his own pace. This little human has already taken the bait. Who’s fishing who is still up for debate.]
[Pace-setters, you do you.]
Pei Ji had promised to show Jiang Liyue around the school, but they had only made it to the small garden when the midnight bell tolled.
He frowned impatiently, then looked at Jiang Liyue with reluctance. “Yueyue, it’s midnight. Let me walk you to the girls’ dormitory first.”
Although Jiang Liyue didn’t know what midnight meant, she didn’t refuse. “Sure!”
The girls’ dormitory wasn’t far from the small garden. This time, when they reached the dormitory entrance, Pei Ji voluntarily let go of the hand he’d been holding with Jiang Liyue.
He didn’t want the dormitory auntie to misunderstand their pure friendship.
Before they parted, Pei Ji leaned close to her ear and whispered, “Yueyue, remember that you are a student. All school staff are here to serve you.”
“I understand.” Jiang Liyue heard the hint [You are just a student] again and had roughly figured out the requirements of this Fuben.
She curved her lips at Pei Ji, then suddenly leaned in and planted a kiss on his cheek.
His skin was ice-cold, but surprisingly soft. Jiang Liyue felt like she’d just kissed a piece of chilled sweet glutinous rice.
Pei Ji stared blankly at her petal-like lips. Jiang Liyue gave a sly smile, like a cat that had just pulled off a prank. “Between good friends, an occasional kiss is fine too.”
“Bye now, I’m heading to my dorm!” Before Pei Ji could react, she dashed through the girls’ dormitory entrance.
Tease and run—how thrilling, hehe!
Pei Ji watched her retreating figure, a terrifying storm seeming to gather in his eyes, his infatuated love almost materializing into something tangible.
One hand pressed against the spot where Jiang Liyue had kissed him, rubbing it repeatedly until it turned red.
[That dog of a man is blessed again!]
[Wife, you’re so foolish! Why would you reward him?!]
[I hate that I’m not in the Fuben. I want to kiss wife too.]
[You don’t actually think you could compete with this guy for wife inside the Fuben, do you? Do you really? Do you really?]
After running through the girls’ dormitory entrance, Jiang Liyue glanced back and saw Pei Ji still standing where she’d left him. Under the dim streetlight, his silhouette remained tall and straight.
She smiled at him, somehow certain that he could see it.
When she turned back around, she found the dormitory auntie sitting in the small room by the entrance, poking her head out through the window.
The beam of a flashlight shone upward onto her face, looking somewhat eerie at first glance.
“Sister, I’m the transfer student who just arrived today.” Jiang Liyue walked up to greet her.
The dormitory auntie paused for a moment before waving her hand. “What sister? I’m old enough to be a mother to you kids.”
“No way, you look so young, sis.” To confirm her observation, Jiang Liyue deliberately leaned in closer to her face.
Their eyes met, and the dorm matron’s hollow eye sockets were especially noticeable. Her skin looked like it was rotting, hanging down in wrinkled folds.
Something was wriggling beneath the skin, and her long hair covered nearly half her face.
But Jiang Liyue didn’t even furrow her brow. She reached out and brushed the matron’s hair aside, then commented with a serious expression: “Look at this skin condition—it’s practically the same as a young girl’s.”
“And this hair—the quality is amazing. Sis, you’re not going to keep your hair care secrets to yourself, are you?”
The dorm matron was flattered and a little embarrassed: “You’re such a sweet talker, little one. But I’m not bragging—this hair is natural. I just wash it casually with plain water.”
“So it’s natural beauty—that explains it.” Jiang Liyue’s tone and expression were especially sincere. “I envy people like you, sis, who are naturally beautiful.”
[Here she comes, walking in with her brown-nosing compliments]
[Honestly, who wouldn’t want to be praised by such a pretty and cute Yueyue? Even knowing she’s making it up, it’s hard to refuse]
[She’s maxing out the emotional value. How is she so lovable]
[I remember this dorm matron scared several players into tears earlier]
[Before, I was insecure about the rotting skin on my face, but hearing Yueyue praise her like this, even I feel more confident]
[Is it possible she just has a unique sense of aesthetics?]
[How could someone with unique aesthetics fall for the big boss? Don’t forget that handsome face of his]
The Bullet Chat was arguing over whether Jiang Liyue had questionable taste, while the dorm matron’s smile grew wider and wider.
In her excitement, a few bugs were even knocked off her face, but she didn’t care at all. She asked with great enthusiasm: “Little classmate, what’s your name? Let me help you find which dorm room you’re in.”
“Sis, my name is Jiang Liyue, from Class One.” Jiang Liyue leaned in to look at the dorm assignment sheet on the matron’s desk.
“Let me see… Jiang Liyue… staying in 415.” The matron frowned. “415…”
At that moment, Jiang Liyue’s gaze also froze.
In the row above 415, among the student names for Room 414, she saw Ren Yuanxing!