I Helped My Best Friend with Her Romance—and Fell for the Enemy’s Strategist - Chapter 27
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[Lin Ruocheng]: I’d only dare say something like this to my girlfriend.
As if sensing Fu Yanxi’s thoughts, Lin Ruocheng followed up with this message.
Even in a pretend relationship, she didn’t want the other person to feel uncomfortable.
After all, it was her first time being in a relationship, she ought to leave a good impression.
[Lin Ruocheng]: So, my girlfriend, are you happy now?
Lin Ruocheng smiled as she sent the message.
It seemed she was starting to find the appeal of a pretend relationship.
Honestly, it was kind of fun.
[Fu Yanxi]: Mm.
Lin Ruocheng tossed her phone aside, feeling in high spirits.
She even sped through her morning routine.
As for Song Wanqing, she was a bit at a loss, standing there dazed since earlier.
Logically speaking, it was true that she and Yu Qiuli had been secretly dating for almost half a year.
But she really wasn’t good at sending flirty messages between lovers.
The two of them weren’t pretending to be in a robotic relationship, they were actually a bit robotic themselves.
It couldn’t really be called pretending.
“What are you doing? Spaced out? Didn’t you say you have an 8 a.m. class today? Hurry up and get ready to go.”
As if receiving a command, Song Wanqing obediently went to wash up and change.
Lin Ruocheng shook her head helplessly.
What did a robotic relationship even look like? Honestly, she was a little curious.
But it was probably pretty boring.
After all, even when chatting with her, Song Wanqing only started thinking after being given instructions.
She was very kind-hearted, just not great with words.
“Didn’t you send a ‘good morning’ or something to your future girlfriend?”
“Huh? I have to send that?”
Lin Ruocheng rolled her eyes.
Her fiery temper had long been worn down by the other girl.
“Of course! If you don’t send that, how is she supposed to start a conversation with you? Find a ‘good morning’ sticker from the puppy emoji pack I downloaded for you, send it over, and say, ‘Good morning, what do you want to eat for lunch together?’”
“See? That’s how you start a conversation. If there’s no topic, create one yourself! Do you want to take a look at my chat history with Fu Yanxi? I feel like you might need to study it frame by frame to make any progress. Besides, topics are something you have to create yourself!”
“Oh, oh, got it.”
Song Wanqing pretended to have a sudden realization.
She sent Yu Qiuli a “good morning” sticker as well and followed Lin Ruocheng’s instructions exactly, word for word.
Lin Ruocheng wondered if this was what it felt like to be nervous when chatting with someone you liked.
Song Wanqing wasn’t usually like this, she was perfectly fine otherwise.
Lin Ruocheng didn’t really understand, since she had never liked anyone herself.
Not once, her entire life.
On the way to their 8 a.m. class, Lin Ruocheng spotted Fu Yanxi waiting neatly dressed at the classroom door.
She seemed to be holding something in her hand.
When she saw Lin Ruocheng approaching, she handed it over.
“I know you often skip breakfast, so I bought you a sandwich and some milk. Oh, and Yu Qiuli asked me to bring one for Wanqing too.”
Song Wanqing quickly took it, feeling a little flustered yet touched.
She was so moved, really!
She never expected her girlfriend to care so much about her?
Only Lin Ruocheng had a rough idea that the breakfast for Song Wanqing was probably just something Fu Yanxi picked up along the way.
She knew Yu Qiuli’s habits pretty well, after all.
At this hour, Yu Qiuli was likely still in bed.
Not that she had any particular interest in Yu Qiuli.
But it’s impossible to resist when the person beside you keeps bringing it up every day!
Even if you try not to remember, it’s no use.
Knowledge has invaded my brain in the most insidious way.
And it just won’t go away.
Fu Yanxi wore the little hair tie I gave her last night, and she wore it prominently on her wrist, anyone who sees it would know she’s taken. Honestly, I was just saying it casually last night, but I didn’t expect her to actually wear it.
It looks really good on her.
Especially those hands, they’re practically made for cooking.
Just one more look and I could die of pure bliss.
I feel like I’m turning into a hopeless simp again, but what can I do?
Her hands are so elegantly shaped, with distinct knuckles, they look like they were born to stir-fry.
It’s hard not to let your imagination run wild!
“Thank you, girlfriend. I really love you to death.”
Lin Ruocheng never hides her feelings. If she likes something, she likes it; if she doesn’t, she doesn’t.
Why keep it hidden?
And no matter who it is, if they do something well, they deserve praise.
That’s how the Lin family raised her.
Fu Yanxi lowered her head and coughed lightly, her ears burning.
She’s rarely been spoken to like this.
She rarely feels such intense emotional needs.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to express herself, she just doesn’t dare.
Everyone says she’s emotionally stable.
Calm in any situation, never losing her temper with anyone.
Even her own mother takes pride in it.
She comes from a single-parent family.
Ever since she can remember, it’s just been her and her mother.
No father.
Even the company she works for now was built by her mother from scratch.
Her surname comes from her mother, too.
Her mother is very controlling, monitoring her friendships since she was young.
She’s afraid that if she speaks up, it might cause a storm at home.
But if she doesn’t say anything,
her mother will find out sooner or later and blame Lin Ruocheng for it.
If that’s the case, it’s better for her to take the lead.
“Fu Yanxi, what are you doing? Say it: ‘Good morning, girlfriend.'”
Fu Yanxi looked up and, just as she was told,
spoke with utmost seriousness, word by word.
“Good morning, my girlfriend. Is that okay?”
“Yes, yes, absolutely perfect.”
Look at Fu Yanxi, she’s just too adorable.
Lin Ruocheng was very satisfied, and the other girl’s voice had a hint of huskiness to it.
It sent shivers down her spine.
For some reason, it feels like Fu Yanxi is a treasure in every way.
It’s just a shame she has a crush on someone else.
And I’m not the type to pursue someone just to make them forget about their crush.
That’s something I really can’t do.
It’s just a pity, though those hands are truly made for cooking.
I really am turning into a hopeless simp, but I’m not that perverted, okay?
Just a little bit perverted, but only when it comes to my actual girlfriend. I’m a person with principles, some things just can’t be said casually to anyone else. I’m kind of curious about who her crush is. That lucky girl really hit the jackpot.
There were quite a few people in the classroom.
Seeing the two of them acting so intimately, everyone was practically fangirling.
Some even took photos with their phones.
There were plenty of people cheering them on, too.
Fu Yanxi was so innocent, her neck flushed red almost immediately.
“Alright, you can go now. Don’t forget we’re having dinner together tonight.”
“Mhm, see you tonight.”
Fu Yanxi casually brushed aside the stray strands of hair by her ear, deliberately showing off the small orange hair tie on her wrist. It felt like a subtle boast, as if declaring to everyone that the little orange in front of her was already hers, her girlfriend, making sure others were aware.
The classmates naturally noticed her gesture.
They all had that “we totally ship it” look on their faces.
Lin Ruocheng hadn’t expected her possessiveness to be this strong. After all, it was just simulated dating.
Was this level of possessiveness really necessary?
But… she liked it.