Chapter 17: It

Rong Ci also noticed that even someone as composed and indifferent as Feng Tingshen was clearly showing an expression of amazement and admiration at this moment.

Feng Jingxin and Qi Yuming even jumped up from their seats.

The competition entered a fever pitch.

Feng Tingyi asked for the binoculars back.

It was unclear if Feng Tingyi's focus was entirely on Lin Wu, but he didn't notice that Feng Tingshen and the others were also there.

The competition came to a temporary pause.

Lin Wu was currently ranked first.

Rong Ci asked Feng Tingyi for the binoculars.

Feng Tingyi was very pleasantly surprised: "Sister-in-law, you've also been captivated by my goddess, right?! I just said that regardless of gender, there's no one who wouldn't like my goddess!"

Rong Ci lowered her eyes and smiled, saying nothing.

She now wanted to take out her phone and call Feng Tingshen.

She wanted to know what his reaction would be if he received her call at this very moment—it was highly likely that he would hang up immediately upon seeing it was her.

After all, Feng Tingshen had always treated her that way.

Thinking of this, she felt there was no need to make this call anymore.

She didn't want to make it either.

She felt it was meaningless.

However, let's just treat it as the last time.

Thinking of this, Rong Ci still picked up her phone, dialed Feng Tingshen, and then picked up the binoculars.

Then, she saw with her own eyes that after Feng Tingshen saw it was her call, he hung up without hesitation, and afterwards, Feng Tingshen returned his gaze to Lin Wu.

His eyes held only Lin Wu.

Rong Ci took a deep breath, then smiled and calmly returned the binoculars to Feng Tingyi.

For the rest of the competition, Rong Ci didn't watch anymore, nor did she pay any more attention to Feng Tingshen's side.

All the competitions ended.

Lin Wu was in first place.

Feng Tingyi was super excited; he and his friends really wanted to go find her for an autograph.

"But I heard that CC is both a wealthy heiress and a PhD graduate from a prestigious university. Racing is just her hobby; she doesn't need fans, and she doesn't pander to them. Basically, every time she finishes a race, she leaves immediately. She has never signed an autograph for a fan, so getting her autograph is basically impossible."

"Yeah, this is a private competition, so the possibility of getting an autographed photo would have been higher, but there's an exclusive passage for racers inside the venue, and we don't have the connections to get in. Sigh..."

As Feng Tingyi and his friends were discussing this, they heard that Lin Wu had already left with her friends to celebrate.

Sang Qian had already called to urge her, so Rong Ci rejected Feng Tingyi's request to go have fun with his friends and prepared to take him back.

Before leaving, Rong Ci went to the restroom.

When she came out of the restroom, she bumped straight into someone.

"Sorry."

"Excuse me."

Rong Ci and the other person both stepped back and apologized at the same time.

When she looked up at the other person, Rong Ci paused.

He Zhangbai.

Another of Feng Tingshen's close friends.

He Zhangbai naturally knew her as well.

Seeing her, his already indifferent expression became even colder.

Rong Ci naturally noticed this.

She met Feng Tingshen when she was ten years old.

Feng Tingshen and He Zhangbai and the others, however, were childhood friends who grew up together, and their relationship was extremely close.

They went to school and played together when they were young; as they grew up, they worked on projects together and would gather every so often.

Whether it was in childhood or after marriage, Feng Tingshen had always excluded her from his circle.

Therefore, although she had known He Zhangbai, Qi Yuming, and the others for over ten years, they weren't even on nodding terms.

Yet, not long after meeting Lin Wu, he introduced her to He Zhangbai and the others.

So, for Lin Wu's birthday, Feng Tingshen would have He Zhangbai and the others help celebrate it for her, and for this competition, He Zhangbai and the others also came to watch together...

It was said that the relationship between Lin Wu and He Zhangbai and the others was already very close.

So close that even if Feng Tingshen wasn't there, if there was any gathering, they would all call Lin Wu along.

He Zhangbai and the others completely treated her as one of their own.

Perhaps because of this, in the past two years, He Zhangbai and the others had become increasingly cold when they saw her.

In the past, she had also wanted to build a good relationship with He Zhangbai and the others, but they looked down on her.

They gave her absolutely no chance.

They had always been very cold to her.

She also had self-respect; since they had made their attitude clear, she didn't force it.

But when they met in person, she would politely greet them when necessary.

Yet, most of the time, she was met with their indifference or even contempt.

This time, Rong Ci didn't intend to speak again.

She walked past the other person and left directly.

But He Zhangbai spoke up: "Is Miss Rong also interested in racing?"

His tone was cold.

Rong Ci sensitively caught his meaning—he suspected that she had followed Feng Tingshen here.

She turned back and said coldly: "What do you want to say?"

He Zhangbai felt no shame at all for having his thoughts guessed by Rong Ci: "I just feel that someone like Miss Rong doesn't seem like the type to enjoy racing, so I'm a bit curious."

"Someone like me?" Rong Ci looked straight into his eyes: "Mr. He, are we very close? Do you know me very well? Since Mr. He feels you know me so well, why don't you tell me what kind of person someone like me is?"

To He Zhangbai, Rong Ci had always felt quiet and gentle, even a bit shy and timid—but he felt this was just Rong Ci's facade; in reality, Rong Ci was extremely calculating. Otherwise, she wouldn't have done such a sordid thing back then just to get Feng Tingshen.

Yet, afterwards, she still had to pretend to be innocent, and to this day, she still refused to admit that the matter back then was her doing.

He Zhangbai didn't speak, just looked at Rong Ci.

He couldn't be bothered to evaluate Rong Ci.

Nor did he deign to evaluate her.

However, the way Rong Ci spoke to him today was a bit different from how she had been when they met in the past.

It was as if she had torn off her mask of pretense and didn't want to pretend anymore.

But it didn't quite look like that either.

Because the look in Rong Ci's eyes as she watched him was cold, sharp, and clean, but also held a hint of irony, as if mocking him for fancying himself as having seen through her, thus standing on a moral high ground and passing judgment on her without rhyme or reason.

Rong Ci didn't care what He Zhangbai thought; she withdrew her gaze, turned, and left.

Sang Qian had rented a place for Feng Tingyi near the school.

Rong Ci sent him back to the vicinity of the school; it was already eleven o'clock at night.

Feng Tingyi was still growing; although he had eaten dinner, he was hungry again.

He said: "Sister-in-law, the late-night snacks over there taste pretty good. Let me treat you to a late-night snack."

Rong Ci hadn't eaten dinner yet and also wanted to eat something warm to fill her stomach, so she agreed.

Just as she sat down, Rong Ci's stomach growled.

Feng Tingyi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Sister-in-law, you... didn't eat dinner?"

"Mm."

Feng Tingyi immediately felt embarrassed: "Sorry, sister-in-law, it's all my fault..."

"It's fine, I wasn't hungry before either."

Feng Tingyi looked at Rong Ci's gentle smile, feeling a bit uneasy inside.

He really felt that Rong Ci was exceptionally good.

It's a pity his brother just doesn't like her, sigh...