After Flirting with the God-Tier Beautiful Tycoon - Chapter 58.1

Sun Jiabao looked at the back of Shen Xiaojiang’s head through her makeup mirror and tapped the desk with a small comb. “Ginger, are you even listening?”

Shen Xiaojiang gave another “Mm.”

“Hey!” Sun Jiabao stood up, walked over to her side, and winked frantically, hinting at something.

Shen Xiaojiang remained unmoved.

“Ginger baby, you must listen carefully and seriously in today’s class. You have to tutor me well later, okay?”

Just as Sun Jiabao finished speaking, Chen Xingnan leaned in. “Me too, me too!”

“Get out of here with that!” Sun Jiabao nudged Chen Xingnan’s arm. “I’m telling you, if you score better than me this time, I won’t play games with you anymore.”

“Don’t be like that, Bao,” Chen Xingnan said while draping an arm around Sun Jiabao’s shoulder. “If you don’t play games with me, I’ll cry right here for you to see.”

Sun Jiabao rolled her eyes to the heavens. “Cry then, if you’ve got the guts. If you can actually squeeze out a tear, I’ll order the same deluxe afternoon tea set for you that I ordered for Ginger.”

“Waaaahhh,” Chen Xingnan feigned sorrow.

Sun Jiabao couldn’t be bothered with her and pushed her away. “Look at you, acting so cheap. Scram!”

Sun Jiabao was only this fierce toward Chen Xingnan, so no matter how harsh her words were, Chen Xingnan took it in stride and never got angry.

“Ginger, look at her, she’s so annoying…” Sun Jiabao had sprayed perfume today a sweet, fruity floral scent that was a bit overwhelming.

Shen Xiaojiang instinctively moved away a little.

The perfume on Chen Yi smelled better.

Clear and cold, but if you savored it, you could detect a warm and fiery scent beneath.

Just like the woman herself.

What brand was that perfume? It was incredible it felt as though it were custom-made specifically for Chen Yi.

Chen Yi?

Why am I thinking about her again?

Sigh…

Shen Xiaojiang’s expression darkened again.

She checked her phone eight hundred times an hour, but there were no new messages in the chat with Chen Yi.

The last sentence lay lonely on the screen, looking quite pitiful.

“I’m leaving.”

“Ginger baby, where are you going?”

“Aren’t they highlighting exam points? I’m going to the classroom early.”

Without looking back, Shen Xiaojiang walked out the dormitory door.

Whether they were actually highlighting points, she didn’t know.

She only knew that if she didn’t find something to do, she might actually go crazy.

Today, the lecture hall was packed to capacity.

Shen Xiaojiang sat in her seat, looking at the sea of heads, and suddenly felt it was hard to breathe.

“Based on ID numbers, I should be sitting next to the Academic Goddess, Shen Xiaojiang.”

“Damn, that’s lucky! How come?”

“Oh, it’s nothing. I’m not close to her; I don’t think we’ve ever said more than a few words.”

“Go say hi now! There’s still time.”

As soon as the words were spoken, Shen Xiaojiang felt a shadow fall over her.

She looked up and met a girl’s eyes.

“Hello, Shen Xiaojiang. I am…”

Shen Xiaojiang automatically ignored what the other person was saying.

Very few people at school called her by her full name.

Those who weren’t close didn’t dare, and those who were close called her either “Xiao Jiang” or “Ginger.”

“Shen Xiaojiang.”

“Shen Xiaojiang.”

Shen Xiaojiang seemed to be hallucinating; she thought she heard Chen Yi’s soft, gentle voice.

“Shen Xiaojiang, why did you choose Computer Science?”

“Shen Xiaojiang, will you go back to Haishi after graduation?”

“Shen Xiaojiang…”

It wasn’t just an auditory hallucination; Shen Xiaojiang felt she was seeing things.

The girl talking to her no longer had a strange face; it had turned into Chen Yi’s the beautiful hair color, the exquisite features, every glance enchanting to the extreme.

It wasn’t just this girl even the faces of the people in the front row turning around to watch the commotion had turned into Chen Yi.

Terrified, she turned to look at Sun Jiabao.

Good grief even Sun Jiabao and Chen Xingnan had taken on Chen Yi’s face.

In an instant, the entire lecture hall was filled with “Chen Yi.”

Clearly, she was nowhere to be found, yet she was everywhere.

“Sorry!” Shen Xiaojiang stood up abruptly and, under the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes, stumbled out of the classroom.

She rushed into the restroom and desperately splashed her face with cold water, trying to wake up, trying to forget.

But some people and some things cannot be forgotten just because you want to.

It was as if she were carved into her DNA, as if she had become a part of her body.

“Fuck!”

“Fuck!”

Shen Xiaojiang rarely swore.

“Ginger, Ginger baby, are you okay?” Sun Jiabao walked over with a concerned face and handed her a tissue.

Shen Xiaojiang looked at the water droplets sliding down her face in the mirror. “I’m fine. I just had a very bad dream this morning, that’s all.”

Bonus Sweetness:

Chen Yi: Don’t make such a scary face. If you scare my little kid, I’ll fire you.

Scarred Bodyguard: Oh, okay. I’ll make a heart for Shen Xiaojiang.