Chapter 61 Heading to the Li Family

If she were poor yet possessed self-respect and self-love, we could still remain friends.

It is a pity that she does not understand this and insists on adorning herself with counterfeit designer goods and fake cosmetics.

I do not look down upon her for being poor; I only look down upon her pretentiousness.

"Go ahead and turn her down yourself. Don't look at me. I told you back then not to keep in touch with this girl too much, but you refused to listen," Fatty Wang said with a detached expression.

Damn it, I was innocent in all of this too!

Had I known it would come to this, I never should have added her on WeChat in the first place.

I could only reply: [I'm sorry, but I already have plans tonight.]

[May I ask with whom?]

Chen Fei'er seemed somewhat unwilling to let it go.

[Li Yifeng]

I replied with these three names and then hurriedly sent a message to Li Yifeng, begging for backup.

……

At six o'clock in the evening, Li Yifeng sent me a message telling me to come downstairs.

Today she was wearing a black trench coat with her hair cascading over her shoulders, just standing there waiting downstairs at our dormitory building.

Seeing me come out, Li Yifeng took the initiative to greet me with a smile, "Tsk tsk tsk, it's always me asking you out. Did you take the wrong medicine today, inviting me out instead?"

"You're the one who took the wrong medicine."

Every time she saw me, she loved to spar with me verbally.

I retorted irritably, "I was bored tonight with nothing to do. Can't I drag you out for a stroll?"

"You're certainly sharp-tongued. Let's go, isn't there somewhere you wanted to walk around?" Li Yifeng walked right over and linked her arm through mine. "You think I don't know what you're up to?"

"You know?"

A trace of panic involuntarily rose in my heart. After all, using her as a human shield was a bit unethical.

"Are you stating the obvious? You've been in college for so long and still can't find a girlfriend—aren't you feeling a bit inferior? If you want me to be your partner, I can reluctantly consider it."

A look of utter nonchalance appeared on Li Yifeng's face.

It gave me quite a scare; for a second, I thought she had figured out my true intention.

"Don't flatter yourself."

I muttered as I walked toward the school gates.

Not long after I left, a figure emerged from around the corner—it was none other than Chen Fei'er. Watching the direction in which I disappeared, Chen Fei'er soon left as well.

Of course, I had no way of knowing this at the time; Fatty Wang was the one who told me about it later.

Right after I stepped out of the dorm, Fatty Wang had leaned against the window to take a peek and caught sight of Chen Fei'er.

……

To be honest, when it came to entertaining a girl, I truly had no idea what to do.

It was late in the evening and rather chilly.

If we went to the park, we would either find old grandpas working out or young couples strolling around.

It would be quite awkward to watch.

Yet if we went to an internet cafe or played video games, I wasn't particularly fond of those either.

As for going to the movies, there were even more couples there.

In the end, with no other options left, Li Yifeng dragged me into a large shopping mall and began wandering around aimlessly inside.

Shopping is a woman's innate nature!

My decision to bring Li Yifeng out shopping today had thoroughly unleashed this girl's nature.

As soon as we entered the mall, she dragged me into a clothing boutique and tried on several outfits.

None of these clothes were cheap, though they probably didn't cost a fortune to Li Yifeng. Yet she simply refused to buy them, trying them on exclusively.

Moreover, she tried on over a dozen items before moving on to the next store.

Along the way, whenever she encountered shops selling handbags or hats, she would step inside to take a look.

This completely exhausted me!

Women are truly terrifying. When it comes to shopping, probably no man alive could withstand it.

By the end of the trip, my legs were aching sore, but Li Yifeng remained as enthusiastic as ever. Had it not been nearly ten o'clock—past which the dormitory gates would be locked—she probably could have kept shopping until the following morning.

How terrifying!

Women are truly fierce creatures!

On the way back to her dorm, she teasingly asked if I had romantic feelings for her.

Without missing a beat, I told her to lower her head and see what she could spot.

She replied that she could see the ground!

Ha!

With her head lowered, she couldn't even see her own chest; it was practically as flat as an airport!

Could I possibly like that?

You've got to be kidding me!

"Jiang Chen, you're courting death!"

Li Yifeng reacted instantly, landing a punch on my shoulder.

"Cut it out, we're still on campus. Have some decency." I quickly maintained a certain distance from her.

"You're making dirty jokes again. Just watch how I deal with you."

Li Yifeng puffed out her cheeks in anger.

"My bad. Isn't tomorrow Saturday? I'll come over to your house and offer a formal apology in person," I said with a smile.

Apologizing was naturally out of the question, but I genuinely planned to visit Li Yifeng's home.

Not to bicker and fool around with her, but to see Li Yiran.

Since I recently had some free time, I wanted to ask her about those inscriptions.

Previously, inside the ancient tomb beneath the river, I had acquired a piece of writing, and I needed to find a way to translate those characters into a script I could understand. This matter had to be handled promptly and could no longer be delayed.

"There's no need for an apology. Just come and propose marriage instead," Li Yifeng blurted out.

"Are you joking?"

I asked in confusion.

"You're the one who started joking first. It's the weekend, what could you possibly want at my house?" Li Yifeng asked, puzzled.

"To see your sister!"

I replied.

"Hmph, men are no good; you're still eyeing my sister." Li Yifeng let out a cold snort, looking somewhat displeased. Refusing to chat with me any longer, she turned around and walked back to her dorm.

How did our conversation suddenly turn sour?

Weren't we getting along just fine a moment ago?

As expected, women are truly fickle creatures.

……

Upon returning to the dormitory, Fatty Wang filled me in on how I had left and Chen Fei'er had appeared.

I didn't pay it much mind. If she wanted to come take a look, let her; I wouldn't lose any flesh over it. Besides, legs grow on people—they can come and go as they please.

The next day, around nine in the morning,

I set off from the university. I had previously messaged Li Yiran, stating that I wished to pay a visit to ask for her help with a matter.

Since I was asking a favor, I naturally had to lower my posture.

Along the way, I felt it would be too awkward to arrive empty-handed, so I bought some expensive fruits to carry along.

When I reached her villa following the location Li Yiran had sent me, I discovered a sports car parked right at the entrance.

Inside the car sat none other than Li Yifeng.

I tapped on the car window. "Didn't you say you weren't coming back?"

"This is my home. What's it to you?" Li Yifeng said, pouting.

So childish!

Had she returned this morning, I could have just ridden in her car and saved myself a taxi fare.

The taxi ride from our university to Li Yiran's villa wasn't cheap.

It was right on her way, yet this girl hadn't even bothered to tell me.

"I wouldn't dare mind your business, Second Young Miss." I retorted sarcastically.

I originally wanted to ask her where her sister was, but judging by her mood at the moment, asking would undoubtedly be a waste of breath.

So I simply walked straight inside.

The Li family's villa was by no means smaller than Uncle Dazhuang's, and the interior decoration was even more luxurious, featuring a classical elegant garden design complete with winding streams and miniature bridges.

I rather liked this style of classical courtyard, except for the fact that I could never afford one.

Property prices in the southern suburbs were the highest in the entire ancient capital; ordinary high-rise apartments cost twenty to thirty thousand per square meter, while villas were even more expensive, fetching fifty, sixty, or seventy thousand per square meter!