With so many reasons, it wouldn’t be abnormal for her to feel uncomfortable, would it?
However, Han Lie’s "calm" and "non-interfering" attitude made her particularly satisfied.
So, that naless fla no longer targeted Han Lie but was directed solely at that green tea girl.
Chen Yanfei looked Yu Yun up and down, then nodded with a smile. "Indeed, Han Lie truly stands out among his peers. Even at the main campus of Shanghai International Studies University, I’ve never seen a more outstanding guy than him."
Good heavens, an academic takedown! First blood!
Yu Yun’s expression changed, and she felt sowhat insecure.
When soone from a Tier-3 college encountered soone from a Tier-1, especially from the main campus of a superior institution, it was genuinely hard to remain confident.
Next, Chen Yanfei asked with concern, "You like Han Lie too, right, dear? No progress yet? He’s quite picky, but don’t worry. If you want to know what he likes, just ask !"
Good heavens, rubbing salt in the wound and a social power play!
In reality, Chen Yanfei was purely bluffing, which made Han Lie want to laugh.
However, it was a testant to her skill that she could guess Yu Yun hadn’t made any progress—and Han Lie certainly wasn’t going to expose her.
Yu Yun’s face grew even paler, her small hands clasped tightly together.
"AIYA!"
Chen Yanfei suddenly slapped her forehead, shaking her head with feigned regret.
"I just rembered, my best friend also likes Han Lie. Dear, I’m sorry, I can’t help you."
Ding Yu and Ding Xiang, the siblings who were watching the spectacle and shivering from the tension, were dumbfounded.
What the hell, how did I get dragged into this?!
Chen Yanfei waved cheerfully at Ding Xiang. "Xiang Xiang, co over here!"
Ding Xiang didn’t want to go.
But Chen Yanfei narrowed her eyes, her gaze filled with nace.
HMMPH! Fine, if I have to go, I’ll go!
As expected of Scaredy Yu’s older sister, despite not wanting to get involved, she still reluctantly started shuffling forward with hesitant little steps.
After shuffling forward two and a third ters, Chen Yanfei yanked her over and pulled her into an embrace.
Then, as if showing off her own daughter, she flaunted Ding Xiang to Yu Yun.
"My bestie, Ding Xiang. She’s also from Shanghai International Studies University. Pretty, isn’t she?
"However, looks are secondary. Han Lie has always preferred intelligent girls with substance, those who can truly resonate with him.
Yun Yun, it’s truly not that I don’t want to help you, but with so things, an outsider really can’t be of assistance.
You understand, don’t you?"
Understand? My ass! Yu Yun’s lips trembled with anger, and the words—Damn it, this is outrageous!—echoed repeatedly in her mind.
However, observing Ding Xiang more closely, her heart sank even further.
From a woman’s perspective, Yu Yun didn’t find Ding Xiang particularly beautiful.
But as a monster of talent in the art of being a ’green tea,’ she had to admit that Ding Xiang was the unique type with devastating appeal to n of all ages.
A small face, incredibly fair skin, and an endearingly vulnerable gaze.
Her shoulder-length hair was neat and refreshing.
She was slender and delicate, evoking an intense desire to protect.
But her chest was actually two sizes larger than Xi Luting’s—it’s just bloody unscientific!
Her outfit... HOLY SHIT!
Her little jacket was Chanel’s new fall collection—pure wool from so special sheep, crafted with so unique technique, a top-tier ready-to-wear piece. It cost around seventy or eighty thousand, right?
The white plush top underneath had no distinct features, so she couldn’t recognize the brand, but judging by the texture, it definitely wasn’t cheap.
Below, she wore tight leggings layered with Balenciaga’s logo-print black hosiery.
It should have created a very seductive vibe, perfectly completed with a pair of high-top leather boots. But instead, she was wearing a pair of Gucci’s white sneakers with the red heel tab.
The overt seductiveness was gone, leaving only chicness, purity, and a hint of subtle sexiness.
If Yu Yun were a transmigrator reborn into this era, she would know how to describe that feeling—the epito of the ’innocent yet alluring’ aesthetic.
She didn’t know how to describe it, but she had already realized how terrifying Ding Xiang could be.
Fair-skinned, wealthy, beautiful, young, and slender, plus a top-tier education and an explosive fashion sense...
Good heavens!
What kind of goddess-level rivals are these?!
Can I really survive against them?
Battered by the successive blows from Chen Yanfei and Ding Xiang, Yu Yun was finally starting to crack.
No decent woman could withstand such relentless attacks, right?
But just as she was sinking into despair, an arm suddenly draped over her shoulder, and a cool, magnetic voice ca from beside her ear.
"You damned man, these are the ’friends’ you were talking about?"
Yu Yun’s eyes lit up, her lips curling into a smirk. Seeing Han Lie’s eye twitching, her spirits soared.
Brother Lie, are you panicking now?
Little Sister Chen, did you enjoy bullying earlier? Satisfying, wasn’t it?
Now the main boss has arrived. Go on, continue!
From now on, I don’t care what happens!
Anyway, with Xi Luting taking the lead, I’ll just focus on stirring the pot!
Watching the eager, fist-pumping Yu Yun and the dark aura emanating from Xi Luting, Han Lie felt a massive headache coming on.
As for Chen Yanfei, her pupils contracted, her eyes narrowed, and her expression was no longer relaxed.
And Ding Xiang...
It hadn’t been her fight to begin with, but she held onto Chen Yanfei’s waist tightly, standing firmly with her bestie.
Even though she doubted she’d be of any actual use...
By now, even Ding Yu, who had only been trembling before, sensed that sothing was amiss and quietly moved next to Han Lie.
Then, with a hint of schadenfreude, he nudged Han Lie and muttered, "Bro, looks like you might not beco my brother-in-law after all..."
Han Lie rolled his eyes hard.
What fucking drivel!
Today... just surviving will be a victory!
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Thank you to Cheese Yo for becoming the ninth Alliance Hierarch! *Confetti*~
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