I Got Together With the Fake Heiress - Chapter 14

Since her moment of “saying the wrong thing,” Li Ruolan had not appeared in front of Wen Yimeng up to the final day of the sports meet. Wen Yunqing was delighted by this development; she didn’t even complain about the tutoring sessions Zhou Jun held with her.

The sports meet was about to conclude, and seeing that the scores between Class One and Class Two were almost identical, the members of Class One placed all their hopes on the final event: the Women’s 3000-meter long-distance race.

“Which drinks do you two classmates want? I’ll go buy them right away!” a boy asked.

“What drinks! Water is best when running!” another boy immediately countered. “Go see if you can find some water with salt in it, and buy several bottles!”

The boy scratched his head. “Okay, I’ll go right now!”

“And disposable cups! That makes drinking more convenient!” another boy said. “Never mind, I’ll go with you!”

“Zhou Jun, Wen Yunqing, how are you feeling now? Do you want me to run a warm-up with you?” The Sports Committee Member, being the person with the strongest desire to win, was buzzing around the two runners as the competition was about to start, practically wishing he could run in their place.

“Thank you, we have already warmed up,” Zhou Jun replied. It was the first time anyone had shown her such attentive service.

Wen Yimeng raised her wrist to check her watch. “There are only 20 minutes until the race starts. Let’s head to the check-in area first to avoid rushing at the last minute.”

Wen Yunqing nodded, extended her hand, and placed it on Zhou Jun’s shoulder. “When it starts, you just follow my pace. We should aim to sweep first and second place.”

Zhou Jun hummed in acknowledgment. “If I can’t keep up with you, don’t worry about me. First place earns a lot of points.”

“It’s fine. Long-distance running tests endurance and willpower, and I think you are capable of both,” Wen Yunqing patted Zhou Jun’s shoulder. “When I tell you to sprint, don’t think about anything else; just use all your strength.”

Zhou Jun nodded, committing all of Wen Yunqing’s words to memory. During the long-distance race, having someone to pace her was the difference between two completely different experiences.

From the moment she heard the starting pistol, Zhou Jun cleared her mind. The one thing she needed to do was regulate her breathing and simply keep up with Wen Yunqing’s footsteps.

Altogether, Wen Yunqing had been in this world for over a month. Since her soul and body had completely fused, she had resumed her former cultivation practices. Although she wasn’t particularly powerful yet, her physical constitution already far surpassed that of an ordinary person.

The 3000 meters was trivial in Wen Yunqing’s view. After calculating the required time, she maintained a steady pace from the start, allowing Zhou Jun to follow steadily behind her.

In the first 200 meters, Wen Yunqing and Zhou Jun were in the rear. After one lap, there were two girls behind them. By the time three laps were completed, the two maintaining a steady pace had moved into first and second place.

“Holy cow, that’s amazing!” the Sports Committee Member, who was delivering water on the side, couldn’t help but curse. “If I had known Zhou Jun was this strong, we should have put her in last year!”

Wen Yimeng stood aside without speaking, but judging by the expression on her face, she was also very happy.

When Wen Yunqing entered the final lap, she had already lapped every other participant. Zhou Jun had consistently stayed right behind Wen Yunqing. During the fourth lap, she found it particularly difficult, but she still gritted her teeth and pushed through; afterward, running became progressively easier.

“Last fifty meters, sprint,” Wen Yunqing said as she saw the finish line right ahead, simultaneously quickening her pace. Before crossing the finish line, a thought flashed through Wen Yunqing’s mind: If I slow down a bit and let Zhou Jun sprint, she could take first place and earn more prize money. Fortunately, this thought only flickered in her mind and did not affect Wen Yunqing’s forward speed; she still crossed the line first.

Wen Yunqing understood in her heart that Zhou Jun was a proud person; she could accept well-intentioned help but would never accept unnecessary charity.

“Amazing! Wen Yunqing! Amazing!” The Sports Committee Member had run alongside her for the entire last lap. If Wen Yunqing hadn’t been a girl, he would have impulsively given her a bear hug.

“Zhou Jun, you are amazing too, to be able to keep up with Wen Yunqing!” Several accompanying girls also gave Zhou Jun looks of approval. Although some of these girls had previously looked down on Zhou Jun, they were not yet fully seasoned by society, and their minds were not that complex. After Zhou Jun won honor for the class, their opinion of her had somewhat changed.

Wen Yunqing smiled and refused the towel and water offered by the Sports Committee Member, walking straight up to Wen Yimeng. “Can you help me wipe off the sweat?”

Wen Yimeng’s hand, grasping the towel, tightened, and she instinctively hid the item behind her back, stubbornly saying, “Why should I wipe it? Don’t you have hands?”

“I just ran three thousand meters. I’m so tired, I’m exhausted,” Wen Yunqing said, her acting skills being nonexistent. To prove she was telling the truth, she plopped down onto the ground and looked up at Wen Yimeng with pleading eyes.

“…” Honestly, she had never seen such a shameless person! Wen Yimeng was speechless, but considering Wen Yunqing had just secured first place for the class, she could only bend down and wipe the sweat from her face with the towel.

“Your neck, wipe here too,” knowing when to stop was not Wen Yunqing’s style; gaining more was.

Wen Yimeng shot her an annoyed look, directly squatted down, roughly grabbed Wen Yunqing’s shoulder, and then very seriously wiped the sweat from her neck. While wiping, Wen Yimeng suddenly made a discovery: the skin tone on her own arm did not seem to differ much from the skin tone on Wen Yunqing’s neck. In other words, Wen Yunqing’s complexion had become much fairer since they first met. If she continued at this rate, in less than two months, she would probably be as fair-skinned as Wen Yimeng herself.

With the first and second places secured by Wen Yunqing and Zhou Jun (the text uses Zhou Ding later, but based on context and previous chapters, this seems like a potential typo for Zhou Jun who ran with Wen Yunqing), Class One’s total score shot past Class Two. Not only did they avoid finishing last, but they also ranked third overall.

Seeing their class regain its honor, even Cheng Hao, who had previously never given Wen Yunqing a good look, softened his attitude. After rambling about this and that, he summarily declared that all past grievances were settled, and from now on, they were true classmates, and he would look out for Wen Yunqing.

Wen Yunqing was unimpressed by this, but compared to Zhang Yao, Cheng Hao could barely be considered someone with a modicum of proper values.

“What do you want to eat tonight? My treat,” Wen Yunqing said to Wen Yimeng generously, holding the five thousand yuan cash prize in her hand.

“Anything is fine?” Wen Yimeng glanced at the money in her hand. If they were truly going to splurge, a meal costing five thousand yuan was very easy to achieve.

“Of course, I always keep my word,” Wen Yunqing said. She had finally managed to push Li Ruolan away; this was a golden opportunity to get closer to her darling Yimeng. To avoid any embarrassment, Wen Yunqing specifically checked online this time. To improve a relationship with a girl, one must eat out, go shopping, watch movies, and give gifts—if once isn’t enough, then twice; persistence leads to victory!

“Okay,” Wen Yimeng thought, if I don’t eat it, it goes to waste. Since she had a chance to fleece Wen Yunqing, she certainly wouldn’t pass it up. Wen Yimeng might not remember ordinary shops, but she had an impression of the high-consumption areas near the school.

Getting into Uncle Li’s car, Wen Yimeng directly stated an address. Fifteen minutes later, the car arrived at the destination.

“A French restaurant?” Wen Yunqing looked up at the door, which was nearly three meters high. “Do you like French cuisine, Yimeng?”

“It’s alright, I’ve been to this place before; the taste is good,” Wen Yimeng said, showing a rare smile. “If I had to name a flaw, it would be that the price is slightly high.”

“A problem that can be solved with money is usually not a problem at all,” Wen Yunqing said confidently. “If you like it, Yimeng, when I have money, I will buy this restaurant and give it to you.”

“…” If Wen Yunqing hadn’t actually come from the countryside before, Wen Yimeng would suspect that the books she read all day were just melodramatic romance novels, as she couldn’t imagine how Wen Yunqing could utter such an embarrassingly over-the-top, CEO-like line!

Seeing the shocked look on Wen Yimeng’s face, Wen Yunqing was very satisfied. Her learning ability was indeed strong; Yimeng must have been moved by her words! If things continued this way, she would completely change her attitude and throw herself into her arms!

Wen Yimeng had come with the intention of fleecing her, but as she browsed the menu, her peripheral vision kept catching sight of the silly-grinning Wen Yunqing, which prevented her from bringing out the heavy artillery.

“Let’s just get two sets of this set menu,” Wen Yimeng finally showed some mercy, ordering a set meal costing just over one thousand yuan, meaning she only managed to fleece half of Wen Yunqing’s prize money.

“Would the two ladies like any drinks to accompany the meal?” the waiter asked with a smile.

Wen Yimeng shook her head. “Just bring a pitcher of juice.” They were both underage; why would they drink alcohol!

Seeing the delicate and small portions of food being served, Wen Yunqing frowned slightly. Was this kind of one-bite-per-dish food what Yimeng loved?

“What’s wrong? You don’t like French food?” Seeing Wen Yunqing staring at the plate without moving, Wen Yimeng found it strange. The set menu she chose had normal ingredients, and they could all be eaten with chopsticks, spoons, or forks.

“No, I’m just observing,” Wen Yunqing sighed. “If you like this kind of dish, Yimeng, it might take me a long time to learn how to cook it.”

“Hm?” A question mark slowly appeared above Wen Yimeng’s head. “What does me liking French cuisine have to do with you learning how to cook it?”

Wen Yunqing slowly let out a breath. “It matters, of course. Isn’t there a saying that to capture a person’s heart, you must first capture her stomach?”

“Since I admire my darling Yimeng, I naturally must use this method,” Wen Yunqing said, a slight difficulty appearing on her face again. “However, this kind of French cuisine is troublesome to make. Why don’t you consider what other dishes you like, Yimeng? Like braised pork ribs or oil-braised prawns, for instance.” Wen Yunqing said with great sincerity. “These dishes look much easier to learn and are more convenient to cook.”

“…” Wen Yimeng desperately wanted to know what was inside Wen Yunqing’s head! Why did she admire her? What was this nonsense about cooking for her? What exactly was the nature of their relationship?! Wen Yunqing couldn’t possibly be so confident that simply hugging her while she cried once was enough to successfully win her over, could she!