After Transmigrating into a Book, I Was Entangled by a Crazy and Beautiful Villain - Chapter 33.2

Were those people looking at Chi Qianning next to her, and not her at all?

Since she and Chi Qianning were sitting so close, it was entirely possible that she had mistaken others’ gazes on her for gazes on herself.

No way…

Song Linlin blinked, looking strange. She stared into the other person’s eyes and hesitantly asked, “You… can others see you?”

“Uh-huh.”

Chi Qianning nodded. Of course, she could feel that many people nearby were secretly looking at her, but she simply couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to them.

She had no interest in looking at these “little ghosts” (disciples). Among all humans, Chi Qianning was only interested in Song Linlin.

Seeing her calmly nod in admission, not taking it seriously at all, Song Linlin was the one who panicked first.

She cautiously peered around, then bent Chi Qianning’s head lower, gripped her arm, and kept her voice low enough that only the two of them could hear. The nervousness in her voice was evident.

“Wha—how did you just walk in so openly? Won’t others notice something’s off?”

The time for the current batch of Outer Sect disciples to advance to the Inner Sect had not yet arrived. This batch of disciples, including her, were still the newest Inner Sect members. The people who attended the morning lesson every day were the people in this batch.

Having attended the morning lessons together for so many days, they had some memory of who was usually present.

If she had a plain appearance and was an ordinary passerby, she might have been ignored. But Chi Qianning’s appearance was far too striking, the kind that would instantly stand out in a crowd.

Her face was unforgettable, and adding to that the silver hair and red eyes—the difference in appearance from everyone else was too great. It was impossible not to notice her.

Chi Qianning had already attracted the attention of nearby people. Furthermore, the lesson was still ongoing. Those sitting in the front didn’t know that someone else had entered after the class began. When the morning lesson ended, everyone would see her.

Just thinking about it made Song Linlin feel uneasy. If some cautious person detected something amiss and reported it to the Elders, wouldn’t everything be completely exposed?

It turns out that being too beautiful isn’t always a good thing!

Song Linlin, for example, was safer. Even if she didn’t come to the morning lesson, it probably wouldn’t attract much attention, only a few people who were close to her would care.

Chi Qianning gently pried Song Linlin’s fingers one by one from her arm, smoothing out the wrinkles caused by her grip. She took Song Linlin’s hand in hers, speaking still unhurriedly and showing no sign of panic, completely confident in the situation.

“What are you afraid of?”

“You don’t need to care about those people. I am quite skilled with illusion techniques. They will only vaguely remember having seen me before, just not very familiar with me.”

“Is that so…” Song Linlin was still worried and confirmed again, “It really won’t be discovered?”

Seeing Song Linlin’s anxious look, Chi Qianning felt she was quite timid. She wondered how she could be so afraid of trouble. “Even if it is discovered, then what?”

“Uh… won’t it be dangerous?” Song Linlin muttered softly.

Chi Qianning seemed completely unconcerned, saying confidently, “Although I am in a weak phase, I’m not a mere empty shell. They pose no threat.”

At this point, Chi Qianning’s tone shifted. She narrowed her eyes and intentionally said, “Or are you afraid that if the matter is exposed, being this close to me now will implicate you?”

Song Linlin felt a bit awkward. She naturally had this concern, and being called out on it made her feel very embarrassed. She retorted, “How could you say that? I was clearly worried about you.”

She moved back to her original seating position, temporarily not wanting to talk to Chi Qianning. She whispered, “Don’t talk to me anymore. The morning lesson is going on, and people are secretly watching us. It looks too strange for us to be this close together. Let’s talk after class.”

After saying that, Song Linlin straightened her back, sat formally in her seat, and looked seriously at the lecturer in front. Even though she didn’t understand anything, she put on an expression that said she was listening intently.

Chi Qianning also quieted down as expected. She still supported her chin with one hand and simply looked at Song Linlin with boredom, having no interest in what the lecturer at the front was saying.

Being stared at so intensely, Song Linlin, who was already struggling to concentrate on the lecture, found it even harder now.

Especially since anyone with eyes could see that the beauty sitting next to her wasn’t looking at the lecturer but had been staring at Song Linlin the entire time. It was hard not to speculate about what was going on between the two of them.

Song Linlin reached out under the table and lightly nudged Chi Qianning, quietly emphasizing, “Stop looking at me. Look somewhere else.”

“No.”

Chi Qianning continued to stare at her. Instead, she firmly grasped Song Linlin’s outstretched hand under the table, preventing her from pulling it back. She said calmly,

“I’m not interested in them.”

Song Linlin was already unmotivated to listen to the lecture. If Chi Qianning hadn’t come over, she would probably still be drowsy.

But Chi Qianning kept distracting her, and now Song Linlin completely gave up on pretending to listen seriously.

She stopped looking forward, instead turning her head in self-abandonment. Her fingers actively slipped into the gaps between the other person’s fingers, linking her hand with Chi Qianning’s. Her eyes met the other’s red pupils. With a slightly melancholic look, she supported her chin with her other hand, openly staring at the other person in public.

Since Chi Qianning could stare at her, making it impossible for her to listen to the class, why couldn’t Song Linlin also stare at her?

In short, there was no way she could keep attending this morning lesson.

And now, Song Linlin had a strange delusion: the teacher was lecturing on the podium, the surrounding classmates were listening carefully, but she, the “bad student” sitting in the back who knew they were slacking off, was secretly holding hands with her deskmate under the table during class.

She had never even dated, so naturally, she had never experienced this feeling. This made Song Linlin inexplicably nervous, and she couldn’t help but squeeze Chi Qianning’s hand tighter.

She clearly remembered that the other person’s hand was also very beautiful—long and slender fingers, feeling quite bony when held. Her long fingernails occasionally scraped against the soft flesh of Song Linlin’s fingers, bringing a ticklish sensation.

Song Linlin had wanted to compliment Chi Qianning’s beautiful hand, but she stopped the words on her lips, afraid of a repeat of the situation when they were catching fish yesterday, which would make her seem perverse.

She could sense that gazes were still occasionally directed toward them. The majority of these gazes were naturally filled with curiosity. It was understandable that a strikingly beautiful person suddenly appearing in the morning lesson would attract attention.

The main reason was probably that everyone else was diligently listening to the lecturer at the front, while two people in the back were quietly staring at each other, one of whom was excessively beautiful.

The time for the morning lesson passed quietly and boringly. With the departure of the white-bearded lecturer, the silence was finally broken. Some people stood up ready to leave, while others discussed what they had learned during the lesson.

Song Linlin certainly didn’t want to stay here any longer. Attending the morning lesson was just a task for her. Now that it was over, it was time to go back and relax.

“Let’s go, class is over, let’s go back,” Song Linlin said proactively.

Chi Qianning nodded, having no objection. She had only come here because she was bored and wanted to find Song Linlin.

Song Linlin released the fingers she had been holding for the entire class and tried to pull her hand back, but the other person was still gripping tightly and didn’t let go. She had to say to Chi Qianning,

“Um… let go first, or people will see us.”

“No.”

Chi Qianning chuckled lightly. “Weren’t you the one who held it first?”

This left Song Linlin speechless. She had no choice but to try and pry the other’s hand open. Just as Song Linlin was struggling against the other person’s fingers, Ye Tingran and Zhiyu, who were sitting in the front, noticed her.

They naturally also noticed Chi Qianning beside Song Linlin. The two of them were sitting there, and Song Linlin’s expression was quite varied, whatever they were doing.

Ye Tingran took the initiative to greet Song Linlin, “Junior Sister Song.”

Hearing the voice, Song Linlin, who had intended to slip away right after class, couldn’t avoid it now. She looked up at Ye Tingran and Zhiyu walking toward her.

Normally, Song Linlin wouldn’t be afraid to run into them, as she hadn’t done anything guilty. But now, with Chi Qianning holding onto her hand, Song Linlin was even more embarrassed because Ye Tingran had bumped into her draped over Chi Qianning in the inn in Yuanqing City before. Although Ye Tingran certainly didn’t see Chi Qianning’s face at the time, this made Song Linlin instinctively want to avoid seeing Ye Tingran and Zhiyu right now.

Song Linlin pulled Chi Qianning up to stand. She hid their clasped hands behind her back and repeatedly poked Chi Qianning’s lower back with her fingers, signaling her to let go.

At the same time, she forced out a somewhat stiff smile, and Song Linlin’s voice was unnatural, “Senior Sister Ye, Senior Sister Zhiyu, good morning.”

Ye Tingran didn’t notice Song Linlin’s small movements behind her back. She first looked at Chi Qianning, scrutinizing her from head to toe, feeling inside that she might have seen this person before, but wasn’t very familiar with her.

Chi Qianning maintained a slightly cold demeanor toward everyone else. She only glanced at Ye Tingran, recognized who the two people were, and then looked away.

Afraid that Ye Tingran might figure something out, Song Linlin actively shifted closer to the front of Chi Qianning, partially blocking her body and drawing others’ attention to herself.

“Who is this?” Ye Tingran asked.

Song Linlin immediately rushed to answer, “Senior Sister Ye, this is a friend of mine. She usually doesn’t like going out, so it’s normal that you don’t know her, Senior Sister Ye.”

“I see.”

Ye Tingran naturally didn’t suspect Song Linlin was lying. She was happy to establish a good relationship with fellow disciples and smiled at Chi Qianning, “Hello, Junior Sister. You can call me Ye Tingran.”

Zhiyu also curiously examined Chi Qianning and smiled, “I’m Zhiyu.”

Now, both of their gazes were focused on Chi Qianning. Song Linlin was worried that Chi Qianning’s personality would lead her to completely ignore Ye Tingran and Zhiyu’s words, which would make the atmosphere awkward.

Song Linlin bumped Chi Qianning’s waist with her elbow, frantically signaling her to speak, almost answering for her.

Finally, Chi Qianning looked at the two people in front of her, thought for a moment, and said faintly, “My name is… Lin Qianqian.”