A god-level beauty system? But I'm already a god-level beauty!

So what's the situation now?

Looking at the two girls in front of him, who seemed ready to fight at any moment, Shen Ye felt a chill run down his spine, and even beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Why did Chu Cihan know Mu Jingyan?

Oh right, both of them seem to be young ladies from wealthy families.

The social circle at the top of Huaihai City is quite small, so it's normal for them to know each other.

But the problem is—

Can't we please not let this ordinary person like me get caught in the crossfire of this battle of gods?

Shen Ye just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, or simply take two steps back and pretend he was just passing by.

But Chu Cihan clearly had no intention of giving him that chance.

"Mu Jingyan, it's been a while since I taught you a lesson. Are you itching for a beating again?" Chu Cihan stretched his neck, and a slight "crack" sound came from his neck.

Even her posture changed—just moments ago she was leaning limply against Shen Ye, but now her chin was slightly raised, her gaze cold, completely switching to battle mode.

"Hehe." Mu Jingyan wasn't annoyed. She covered her mouth and chuckled twice, then slowly strolled over a few steps, her leather shoes making a crisp sound on the ground. "What are you saying? You think you can lecture me like this?"

She pointed to Chu Cihan's hand, which was still resting on Shen Ye's shoulder, her eyes full of mischievous amusement.

"And who is this guy? I don't think I've seen him before. Is he your pet?"

Shen Ye instinctively turned his face to the side, trying to minimize his presence.

But Mu Jingyan's mouth was too fast; he didn't even have time to react.

"You're the pet!"

Chu Cihan grabbed Shen Ye's arm without any hesitation and pulled him closer.

He grabbed the sides of his head with both hands and forcibly turned his face so that it was facing Mu Jingyan.

"This is my good friend Shen Ye! He's always sticking to me like glue, and he insisted on coming with me today too. I couldn't really do anything about it, so I reluctantly brought him along—"

Chu Cihan uttered words of complaint, but his raised chin and crescent-shaped eyes were clearly a blatant display of arrogance.

Every word was a veiled attack on Mu Jingyan—I, Chu Cihan, have good friends, do you, Mu Jingyan, have any?

She haughtily raised her chin and let out a soft snort.

Hmph, that stinky Mu Jingyan has never had any friends since she was a child, unlike me who still has Shen Ye.

Shen Ye happens to be here today; I'll make sure she's thoroughly ridiculed.

Chu Cihan was completely unaware that Shen Ye beside him had frozen in place.

Not eldest sister!

What are you doing?

Shen Ye was devastated.

You can argue all you want, but don't drag me into it!

However, it was too late.

Mu Jingyan's gaze landed precisely on Shen Ye's face. Her beautiful eyes narrowed in confusion at first, then suddenly widened, and her pupils contracted slightly.

She recognized him.

"Hmm... Hi..." Shen Ye forced a dry greeting out of his throat.

Mu Jingyan was stunned.

She even raised her hand to rub her eyes, as if to make sure she wasn't seeing things.

"You damn monkey, it's you!"

Mu Jingyan pointed at Shen Ye, her voice rising a octave, then instantly switched to berserk mode: "Fine! You got away last time, but I caught you again this time!"

Dead monkey?

What kind of nickname is that!

Shen Ye almost cursed out loud.

If you're going to give me a nickname, at least give me something decent! What do I have to do with monkeys?!

Before he could retort, he felt an even colder gaze from the side.

"Um?"

Chu Cihan tilted his head, and the smile on his face slowly froze.

Her incredulous gaze swept back and forth between Shen Ye and Mu Jingyan.

Why?

Why does Shen Ye know the stinky fox?

Her best, most beloved friend, unbeknownst to her, had met her mortal enemy.

Chu Cihan looked as if he had suffered a major blow, his lips opening and closing repeatedly, while the fingers on Shen Ye's shoulder unconsciously tightened.

"Shen... Shen Ye..." She reached out tremblingly, clutching Shen Ye's sleeve, her grip so light it seemed she might let go at any moment, yet so tight it seemed she was afraid he would run away. "You... what's your relationship with her?"

The girl's eyes were full of hope, longing to hear the answer she wanted from Shen Ye.

Those eyes, still faintly red from crying, were now veiled with a new layer of mist.

Hey?

What's the relationship?

Do the pursuer and the pursued count...?

Shen Ye knew Chu Cihan was overthinking things again, so he immediately spoke up to dispel her doubts: "Me and her—"

"He's my pet—"

Shen Ye was interrupted by Mu Jingyan before he could finish speaking.

The girl had a wicked smile on her lips, her eyes fixed on Shen Ye like a hunter eyeing its prey.

So this is ah.

Mu Jingyan was making her own plans.

Chu Cihan's supposedly best friend turned out to be a dead monkey.

Moreover, judging from Chu Cihan's nervous appearance, he clearly cares a lot about Shen Ye.

There's an opportunity!

Mu Jingyan beckoned with her finger, revealing a wicked yet sweet smile: "You silly monkey, have you forgotten? That day at the breakfast shop, you promised to be my little dog—"

Her tone was drawn out and soft, and her words were extremely ambiguous.

It would have been better if she hadn't mentioned it, because once she did, Mu Jingyan almost couldn't help but curse.

The scene of Shen Ye publicly humiliating her, pinching her face, and calling her ugly is still vivid in my mind.

If he weren't still useful, she would have sent someone to get rid of him the very next day!

"A little...puppy?!"

Chu Cihan was stunned.

The expression on her face went from surprise to doubt, then to disbelief, and finally gradually became distorted, as if her faith had collapsed.

My best friend is actually that stinky fox's puppy?!

"You!" Chu Cihan turned his head sharply, his eyes instantly turning red. He grabbed Shen Ye's collar and pulled him so hard that Shen Ye was swayed forward.

"Didn't you promise you'd only be my slave?! Why are you being someone else's little dog now?!"

"No! Let me explain! She's lying to you!" Shen Ye was so anxious that sweat beaded on his forehead.

Mu Jingyan, you just wait!

He glared fiercely at Mu Jingyan, but the little fox just tilted her head and winked at him, acting as if it were none of her business, and casually tidied the hair behind her ear.

"Don't listen to her nonsense! I never agreed! She made it up herself!"

"Who said I made that up?" Mu Jingyan added unhurriedly, crossing her arms and taking a leisurely half-step. "That day at the breakfast shop, you personally said you wanted to be my pet. What, you're going back on your word after only a few days?"

Shen Ye was so angry that his teeth itched.

He clearly said, "You'd be more like my dog," which is a world apart from "I agree to be your dog!"

Before he could even open his mouth to refute, Chu Cihan had completely exploded.

"I don't care! You lied to me again!" Chu Cihan loosened his collar, turned around and was about to leave, his heels clicking crisply on the stone pavement.

"The Songs of Chu are Cold!"

In a moment of panic, Shen Ye reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Chu Cihan was pulled back and turned around abruptly.

Her eyes were red, a mixture of grievance and anger, like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on.

"Let go!"

"Let me finish!"

"I won't listen!"

"I didn't agree; she brought it up unilaterally!"

Chu Cihan stopped in his tracks, his chest still heaving, but the ferocity in his eyes had noticeably diminished.

"......real?"

"Really! I condemned her severely, I swear!"

Chu Cihan pursed his lips, his gaze sweeping between Shen Ye and Mu Jingyan again, as if he were judging something.

She still trusted Shen Ye more...

Seeing this, Mu Jingyan shrugged and wasn't in a hurry.

Anyway, there's plenty of time in the future; she's already had enough of this show today.

She gave Shen Ye a meaningful look, then slowly turned and walked towards the entrance of the art center.

"Sister, what are you still doing here?"

I had only taken two steps when a soft, sweet voice came from the doorway.

Shen Ye looked up and saw Mu Jinghuan standing on the steps of the art center's entrance, tilting her head and looking in his direction.

Today she wore a cream-colored knitted cardigan, which made her little face look even whiter and more adorable.

The girl's eyes lit up noticeably the moment she saw Shen Ye.

"Brother Shen Ye!"

She took a step and ran towards Shen Ye.