After being attacked by the rich young ladies with hatchets, I chose to enter "sage mode".

Ju Qing wanted to give Bai Yu a way out, but Bai Yu took the opportunity to take another step forward.

Well, Ju Qing felt like she had met her match. With Bai Yu's aloof and clueless attitude, trying to seduce him was a joke.

"Hey, Bai Yu, you're making people misunderstand your senior sister. Do you know that? If your senior sister's reputation is ruined, won't you be held responsible?"

With her hands on her hips and her slender waist slightly bent, Ju Qing pouted her little mouth and furrowed her willow-leaf eyebrows, looking both playful and alluring, yet also cute.

He's certainly good at playing games, but who is Bai Yu? A loser is always a loser!

Taking a step forward, Bai Yu grabbed Ju Qing's hands, turned her around, and pressed her against the wall behind her, looking down at her with cold eyes.

This is right at the entrance to the playground, where there are many students and upperclassmen coming and going. Bai Yu doesn't mind this kind of ambiguous behavior, but Ju Qing, who likes to play the backup lover game, can't stand it.

Because if she is misunderstood to have some ambiguous relationship with Bai Yu, it will affect her ability to engage in flirtatious behavior.

But after struggling a couple of times, Ju Qing found that she couldn't break free at all, and her face began to turn redder and redder from the stares of passersby.

"Senior, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meeting once a year is true love that can wait, but we only meet once a day. It's really a hindrance, and our fate is limited. Once it's over, it's over!"

Staring at Bai Yu's cold eyes, Ju Qing didn't listen to what Bai Yu said. Instead, she felt her heart beating very fast, and for a moment she had the urge to rush into the arms of the boy in front of her.

Bai Yu had no idea about Ju Qing's strange thoughts. After saying this, she released her grip on Ju Qing's wrist, turned around, and walked directly into the playground.

When Ju Qing calmed down from that heart-pounding state, she realized that Bai Yu was not the straight man at all; he was even better at having fun than she was.

It's been a very long time since I've felt blushing and my heart racing.

Stomping her little feet, Ju Qing watched Bai Yu's retreating figure and secretly vowed to seduce this man. She, Ju Qing, had never failed before; this was a challenge.

They strolled back to their class's line, where the performance had already begun.

Just as Bai Yu returned to her class, she heard her new phone vibrate twice in her pocket.

The new phone was bought by Murong Liyue, and Bai Yu had been using the old phone all along, but he gradually used his old friend less and less after finding a new love.

He took out his phone; the message was from Murong Liyue, just a few simple words.

"come yet?"

Bai Yu did not reply to the message. She turned off her phone and looked up at the stage that had been set up in front of her.

Performance is nothing more than dancing, singing, stage plays, and so on.

Bai Yu just wanted to look at the beautiful women in these performances. Although he had chosen the "wise man" mode, how could a pervert like him be so easily swayed?

Even if you don't want to have too much contact with your ex-girlfriends, that doesn't stop you from looking at sexy legs and black stockings, does it?

The performance lasted only two hours, with Murong Liyue's appearance as the grand finale.

The Hanfu Club's performance wasn't particularly innovative, but with Murong Liyue in it, it was the most innovative performance yet.

As soon as Murong Liyue stepped onto the stage, her aloof temperament and stunning beauty instantly amazed the boys.

"Wow, this senior is so pretty."

"This looks like a Hanfu club, I'll go join tomorrow!"

"She's so beautiful! She must be the prettiest senior at Beicheng University, right?"

......

Many boys started discussing things the moment they saw Murong Liyue.

Only Bai Yu noticed the slight glance Murong Liyue gave to the crowd below as soon as she stepped onto the stage.

That look seemed to be looking down on all living beings, but Bai Yu knew that Murong Liyue was looking for him.

Why was Bai Yu so certain? Because it was his intuition, a gut feeling born from being stabbed with a machete, and his analysis of the previous message.

Murong Liyue gently lifted the white gauze dress with her jade-like hands. There was no dancing involved; a simple turn was enough.

Her long blue hair was piled high, and she wore embroidered shoes, her fair ankles peeking out from under her feet. Every move she made captivated the hearts of the boys in the audience.

Even many girls gasped in amazement at the stunning beauty revealed by Murong Liyue's white gauze Hanfu dress.

She was truly beautiful, and her temperament was unparalleled, but Bai Yu had a unique charm to her.

If it weren't for Murong Liyue's domineering little feet stepping on my chest, perhaps this young lady wouldn't have had that morbid desire to buy and sell me like an object, perhaps she wouldn't have asked me to lick her little feet, perhaps...

Bai Yu felt that if there weren't so many possibilities, Murong Liyue was indeed very beautiful in his eyes, so beautiful that at first glance she was like a lover from his dreams come to life.

In my previous life, I also chose to pursue Murong Liyue without knowing her true personality.

At that time, Bai Yu acted very sunny and warm, giving people a feeling of a warm man.

Perhaps Murong Liyue didn't really like the warm man, or perhaps she had other intentions, but Bai Yu pursued her for a long time.

But this life is really strange. Even though I don't want to be in contact with it and have deliberately avoided it, why does it feel so strange?

P.S.: [Seeking votes at the beginning of the month! Your votes are my biggest motivation, thank you!]

Chapter Seventy-Five: Surprise

The day finally ended amidst cheers as Murong Liyue was surrounded.

Back in her dorm at 11 p.m., Bai Yu's mind was still occasionally filled with the ethereal image of Murong Liyue.

Sometimes Bai Yu couldn't help but wonder if, if she agreed to Murong Liyue's request, they would often play some strange and unusual games.

For some reason, Bai Yu sometimes felt inexplicably excited when she thought about it!

Lying in bed, Bai Yu turned to look at his two phones. One was a high-end phone he had bought himself, meant for picking up girls, and the other was a phone Murong Liyue had given him.

Picking up her phone, Bai Yu finally chose to reply to Murong Liyue's previous message.

The message was sent and a reply was received within seconds.

"Is your phone broken again?"

If it were a normal girl, Bai Yu could imagine that frustrated and unhappy expression.

But this was a reply from Murong Liyue, and there was no cute or depressed expression in her expression that I had imagined; only indifference.

Just as Bai Yu had expected, Murong Liyue did indeed send Bai Yu a message with a cold face, but she was a little unhappy inside.

It wasn't for any other reason than that Bai Yu didn't reply to the message in time, and even in the one sentence she sent, one could see a hint of displeasure.

"No, I was just watching the show and didn't pay attention to my phone!"

Bai Yu lies as easily and happily as drinking water, which is incredibly easy for a retired scumbag.

Murong Liyue was quite inclined to believe this lie, since everyone was indeed watching a performance!

So, with this one small reason, Murong Liyue calmed down and instead asked a very straightforward question.

Is it pretty?

These three words are quite meaningful, and it depends on emotional intelligence to judge whether it's the performance that's good or the person who's good-looking.

Most people's first thought is whether the performance is good or not, but Bai Yu is a man who knows that the moment he sees these three words, he knows that Murong Liyue is asking whether the person is good-looking.

But even if she knew, what could she do? Bai Yu had no choice but to pretend she didn't know.

"The performance was quite good, what's wrong?"

In her dorm room, Murong Liyue sat at her desk with her long legs crossed, her delicate hands tapping away on her phone.

Bai Yu soon received another message.

Do you think I look good today?

Murong Liyue wasn't the kind of girl who hesitated; you could even say she was a bit straightforward. However, this message was fatal for Bai Yu—the question was so direct.

If it were Bai Yu from her previous life, wouldn't she have just gone straight for the compliment? Besides, this is something a girl would only say if she liked you. Who would ask such a question if they didn't like you, right?

However, Bai Yu has to take an unconventional path. Praising something as beautiful? That's simply impossible.

"good."

Two words, neither saying it's ugly nor saying it's beautiful, but sometimes that's more hurtful than directly saying it's ugly.

Do you know what color I'm wearing?

Murong Liyue's reply was not one of dissatisfaction or anger like those of other young girls; instead, she asked a strange question.

As for the color, it's just a white ancient-style gauze dress!

"White."

Without any hesitation, Bai Yu typed a reply.

Inside Murong Liyue's bedroom, her aloof expression remained unchanged, but her reply to Bai Yu's message was quite baffling.

"No, it's black. Looks like you didn't even come to the show. I'm wearing this to your dorm, so you can see for yourself whether it looks good or not!"

???

black?

Bai Yu was completely dumbfounded. He was right there at the scene, when did he see anything black?

After much thought, Bai Yu still couldn't understand what Murong Liyue meant.

Adhering to the principle of asking questions when in doubt, Bai Yu raised a question.

"Isn't it supposed to be a white maxi dress? When did it become black?"

A few seconds after the message was sent, Murong Liyue provided an explanation.

"Black underwear!"

puff~

Speechless, Bai Yu was truly speechless. How could she possibly know what color underwear she was wearing? She wasn't see-through, and besides, she couldn't possibly perform on stage wearing only underwear, could she?

"No, you..."

Bai Yu didn't know how to react.

But that's exactly the effect Murong Liyue wanted.

"You don't even know what color I'm wearing. You weren't here in person, so how would you know if I look good or not? I'm coming to your dorm now."

Well, Bai Yu realized that Murong Liyue was quite good at playing tricks; she was just forcing him to say that she looked good today!