Chapter 32: The Prettier the Woman, the Better She Is at Lying

The beauty of a summer night is like a dreamlike fairyland; the moonlight is like water, the stars are like pearls, and the entire world seems to be enveloped in a faint silver glow.

Passing through Gourmet Street and entering the Southern Media University, the entire campus landscape is clear at a glance under the mutual radiance of the moonlight and streetlights.

Shen Yan's first reaction is that the landscaping at the Communication University of China is poor; it is a bare expanse of grass, and the land area is small—it is inferior to Hangzhou University in almost every way.

Thinking about it, it is reasonable; after all, the Communication University of China is only a second-tier institution.

Arriving downstairs at the women's dormitory building, it is brightly lit. The first things to catch the eye are two tall magnolia trees, with two massive locust flowers hidden among the dark green leaves. At the entrance, several pairs of men and women are standing there, reluctant to part, whispering sweet nothings to each other.

Shen Yan rubs his nose, looks at Hao Anqi, and asks, "How are you feeling now? Can you go upstairs by yourself?"

Hao Anqi's fox-like eyes dart around. Instead of answering directly, she says in a soft, sweet tone, "Be a good person to the end, help me all the way to the third floor, please, I beg you!"

One might ask, who could withstand such coquetry from a beautiful woman?

In any case, Shen Yan cannot. He glances at the women's dormitory; the dormitory manager is sitting behind the door, full of energy, busy with knitting needles in her hands. Her fingers move like phantoms, and her fluid, skillful movements are truly breathtaking.

"Fine!" Shen Yan parks his small electric scooter and once again scoops Hao Anqi up in his arms to head inside. Upon learning that Hao Anqi has a leg injury, the dormitory manager does not make things difficult; after registering, she tells Shen Yan to go quickly and return quickly.

"Thank you, ma'am!"

Walking along the women's dormitory corridor, some girls who do not know the truth see them and cast envious gazes, saying, "Wow! That boy is so handsome. If only I had a boyfriend like that."

Others praise how strong the boy is, carrying a girl without blushing or panting, looking completely at ease; being his girlfriend must be very happy.

It must be "sex-happy," indeed!

Hao Anqi's heart races as she listens, curling up in Shen Yan's arms. That face so close to her looks handsome no matter how she views it. No, she must trick him into being hers quickly.

Her mother once said that when you meet a boy you like, you must take the initiative.

Shen Yan does not take it to heart. After sending Hao Anqi to her dormitory and briefly greeting her roommates, he turns and leaves directly.

"Wow! An Qi, that boy is really handsome."

"I was wondering; no wonder An Qi was so desperate to go over and add his QQ."

"Quick, tell us, what stage have you two reached?"

As soon as Shen Yan leaves, the women's dormitory explodes into chaos, with everyone chattering around Hao Anqi. Hao Anqi brushes it off with a smile, then takes out her phone to type.

"I was just joking earlier, I've never had a boyfriend (sticking out tongue)."

At the Hangzhou University parking shed, Shen Yan sees this message, a flash of surprise in his eyes, though it is mostly suspicion.

"Believe that, and you'll believe anything. Zhang Wuji's mother said that the more beautiful a girl is, the better she is at lying."

Hao Anqi: "It's true, I swear!"

"Why are you explaining to me, Little Hao? You aren't after my good looks, are you?"

What the hell, "Little Hao"!

Hao Anqi's eye twitches. Even if it is the truth, do you have to be so direct? No matter what, she is still a girl, after all.

"After your big head!"

"Anyway, I've never had a boyfriend, believe it or not."

9th Dormitory Building, Dormitory 602.

On the last night before military training, everyone is relaxing comfortably. Luo Qiqi is wearing an oversized T-shirt that covers half of her thighs—she isn't even wearing pants—sitting on a stool and reading a book quietly.

Chen Shanni walks out of the bathroom wearing high-end silk pajamas with lace trim. Because she has just showered, she is surrounded by fragrance, as delicious as a lotus flower emerging from the water. Her hair is damp, and her skin looks three shades whiter.

Wu Yueer is still in the same outfit as before: a chiffon shirt and a khaki A-line skirt. She is resting her leg on the window to stretch; she is tall and slender, with a waist that can be encircled by one's hands.

It must be said that Wu Yueer is truly blessed by the heavens; not only is her appearance outstanding, but she is also curvy. Of course, a good figure always requires persistent physical training.

Wu Yueer naturally lowers her leg, bends her body to be level with it, and after repeating this a few times, suddenly says, "By the way, Youwei, when we were eating crayfish today, we ran into Hao Anqi—the beauty who asked for Shen Yan's QQ at the dinner last time."

"It seems like she and Shen Yan have mutual feelings; it wouldn't be surprising if they get together soon."

Luo Qiqi puts down her book, turns her head, and says in surprise, "Really? That girl is, if not more beautiful than Xi Shi or Diaochan, at least stunningly gorgeous. How did she take a fancy to Shen Yan, this dense, straight-as-a-rod guy?"

Shen Yan first retorted to her, and later when Wu Yueer asked if Shen Yan was there, Shen Yan gave a blunt, "straight-guy" answer without any hesitation; his emotional intelligence is worrying.

After a few back-and-forths, Luo Qiqi directly labeled Shen Yan as a "dense, straight-as-a-rod guy."

Wu Yueer retorts, "Shen Yan isn't a dense, straight-as-a-rod guy; it's more accurate to say it depends on the person. You didn't see it, but he was so gentle toward Hao Anqi just now—soft-spoken, handsome, and good at telling jokes; he had the little girl completely bewitched."

"Yo! It seems our Yue'er has a very good impression of Shen Yan," Luo Qiqi says, deliberately drawing out her tone with a meaningful look.

"What nonsense are you spouting? I'm just stating the facts." Wu Yueer blushes for once.

Hearing this, Yu Youwei, who had been sitting there happily burying her head in eating crayfish, feels her heart tremble, and the words Shen Yan said earlier surface in her mind.

"Fate is always wonderful; you never know when you might meet someone in the next second."

So... does Shen Yan have someone he likes?

At that moment, Yu Youwei cannot even bother to eat her crayfish. She takes out her phone and starts editing a message, her fingers trembling slightly. She deletes and rewrites, but in the end, she doesn't know how to ask.

What does all this have to do with her? If a good friend has someone they like, she should be happy for him.

Yes! That's it.

"Shen Yan, I heard from Yue'er that you've taken a fancy to that Hao Anqi. Congratulations, congratulations! (smiley face)"

Shen Yan: "Listen to her nonsense! We've only met twice; it's too early to talk about such things."

Yu Youwei: "It is easy to draw a tiger's skin but hard to draw its bones; it is easy to know a person's face but hard to know their heart. You must be cautious when it comes to feelings; keep your eyes open and don't let anyone trick you."

"Yo! It's rare for you to have such insight. By the way, is the crayfish good?"

"It's very good! Next time, I'll treat you to some."

Putting down her phone, Yu Youwei lets out a soft sigh.

This Shen Yan is still quite rational; he hasn't been blinded by beauty.