I really don't want to date a girl addicted to the internet!

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"Okay, I'll be more careful not to speak too casually in the future. Well then, I'll take my leave. Goodbye, both of you." The young man finished speaking in a serious tone, put his hands in his pockets, and turned to leave.

Asuna Nagasaki smiled and waved gently.

Shen Xi glared at her, "I really can't understand how you can still laugh."

“Why not? Cheng Fei said he only has the two of us in his heart.” Nagasaki Asuna turned her head to look at her, her smile unchanged.

“I almost forgot, for a vixen like you, getting him to say such things is a victory. Congratulations on winning, Nagasaki Asuna.” Shen Xi emphasized the last few words, taking a step to distance herself from her.

Nagasaki Asuna immediately followed, looking at her and saying softly, "Shen Xi, don't be like this. From now on, we'll never be apart, okay?"

"Please stay away from me. Nobody here wants to be inseparable from you. Don't be delusional and think we're that close." Shen Xi glanced at her sideways, emanating a chill from her body, her tone extremely indifferent.

"Eh~ Really?"

"You vixen, stay away from me!"

From a passerby's perspective, the cool, aloof girl with long, dark hair and the sweet girl with long, coffee-colored hair looked like close best friends, engaging in their usual interactions while waiting for the bus at the bus stop.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

After Zhou Han left, Ruan Jingyi sat alone in the empty classroom of Class 6, Grade 11, doing her homework until she received a message on WeChat.

"Let's go to the parking lot."

"Um"

After replying, the girl immediately packed her things and left the classroom.

After school, the Sakura campus is filled with the cheerful laughter of students due to club activities.

A quiet girl with neatly trimmed shoulder-length hair walked across the playground, her delicate features and slender figure attracting the attention of passing students from time to time.

The girl looked down at her feet, not glancing at anyone, as she passed under the cherry blossom tree.

She didn't notice that a petite figure was quietly following her not far behind.

Zhou Han's round eyes reflected the quiet girl's retreating figure as she walked towards the school gate parking lot. "Strange..."

Ruan Jingyi arrived at the parking lot, smoothed the soft ends of her hair behind her ear, looked up and around, and easily spotted the silver Panamera that stood out from the crowd of ordinary teachers' private cars.

The girl quickened her pace slightly, stepped forward, and leaned down to gently knock on the car door.

The car window rolled down, and a familiar, handsome young man in the driver's seat smiled at her, his hands on the steering wheel. "Get in."

"Mmm." Ruan Jingyi opened the car door and climbed into the passenger seat, hugging her newly bought dark blue backpack like a well-behaved little girlfriend.

I just happened to be passing by and bought this on a whim. I don't know if you'll like it.

As the words were spoken, a box of chocolate mousse cake was handed to the girl.

"Hmm?" Ruan Jingyi blinked, looked at the cake and then at the boy, her face expressionless, as if she hadn't reacted yet.

"Don't you like it?" The boy met her gaze.

The girl looked at him and shook her head.

"Then I'll eat it myself." The boy pretended to pull it back.

"No, I like it." The girl's voice was light and quick.

"You should have said so earlier." The boy placed the cake in her hand, started the engine, and the sports car smoothly drove out of the parking lot.

469. Cheng Fei visits Ruan Jingyi's home.

Ruan Jingyi held the small box, staring at the mousse cake sprinkled with cocoa powder inside, and whispered, "Cheng Fei."

"what?"

"You really just bought it because you were passing by?" The quiet girl cast a neutral glance at his profile.

"Yeah, I had something to do at the school gate, and I was thinking you might get hungry while you've been waiting, so I bought you something to eat first." The boy looked ahead.

"Oh..." the girl said, bowing her head. "Thank you."

"By the way, will your mother be there later?"

"Ah."

"Then I should buy a gift while I'm at it." The boy's eyes darted around the roadside.

Meanwhile, in the residential area near Gakuen Polytechnic.

When the middle-aged woman walked in carrying her bag, she was startled to see Ruan Guodong's back busy in the kitchen. She exclaimed in surprise, "Professor Ruan, you're cooking? Did the sun rise in the west today?"

"Director Zhao, please help me!" The bookish middle-aged man turned his head, his pained brows relaxing as if he had seen a savior.

Several lively blue crabs were crawling around in the sink. He had almost been pinched by one. He had never been so terrified when faced with any kind of mechanical equipment.

The middle-aged woman put down her bag and went inside. She grabbed the crabs by their rear ends one by one, used chopsticks to stab them through their mouthparts, and killed them. She asked suspiciously, "Professor Ruan, which of your cronies are coming over today?"

"Sigh, what bad company. Our factory's investor wanted to discuss business, and he's Jingyi's classmate, so I thought I'd host him at home." Ruan Guodong looked at the crabs that were still struggling in the basin and breathed a sigh of relief.

The middle-aged woman was startled. "An investor? Ruan Jingyi's classmate? A high school student? Are you kidding me?"

"Who's joking with you? So what if he's a high school student? Yinghua's students have connections and abilities. He's the boy I told you about last time, Cheng Fei." Ruan Guodong said sincerely.

The middle-aged woman was startled again. "That rich second-generation from Lin's Bank? He's very familiar with Ruan Jingyi? He wouldn't have invested in you just for Ruan Jingyi, would he? Hey Ruan Guodong, I'm warning you, if your factory is going to go bankrupt, don't push our daughter into the fire. She's only sixteen years old, she doesn't understand anything!"

Ruan Guodong rubbed his temples. "What nonsense are you thinking? You'll see when you see him. He's a handsome man."

"A handsome young man? Professor Ruan, do you think everyone at Yinghua is a good person? Yinghua is full of spoiled brats, people whose parents are corrupt officials, tax evaders, all sorts of people. I now regret sending Ruan Jingyi there!" The middle-aged woman said in a serious tone.

"You're exaggerating, Director Zhao. You're making a high school sound like a den of dragons and tigers. Besides, Cheng Fei isn't that kind of person."

"Not that kind of person? Then what kind of person is he? It's good that you're here today, I want to see what's going on!" The middle-aged woman's eyes were unfriendly, and she used her chopsticks to kill the last crab.

After a while, the door opened.

Ruan Jingyi slipped into her light-colored slippers, turned around, squatted down, opened the entryway cabinet, and said softly, "Wait for me to find you some shoes."

"Okay." Cheng Fei stood casually on the doormat and looked ahead.

Ruan Guodong appeared first, and smiled when he saw the boy, "Little Cheng is here?"

"Uncle Ruan, it's been a long time." The young man smiled and nodded.

Then a middle-aged woman with an apron around her waist appeared, looking as if she were facing a formidable enemy, her eyes scrutinizing him like a spy from an enemy country. "You are..."

Ruan Guodong glanced sideways, his heart pounding.

"Hello Aunt Zhao, nice to meet you, I'm Cheng Fei." The boy continued to smile and nod.

The tall, handsome young man had deep-set features, with a few wisps of black hair falling across his forehead. He wore a well-tailored Sakura school uniform and exuded a sunny and gentle charm unique to boys his age. His sincere smile made people feel an instant goodwill and let down their guard.

His smile is at least five times more effective at attracting women of his auntie generation.

"You must be Cheng Fei, right? You are indeed a handsome man. Welcome, welcome." The middle-aged woman paused for a moment, then smiled broadly and greeted him. "Ruan Jingyi, go and make some tea."

The quiet girl, who had just placed the slippers in front of the boy, responded softly and headed towards the water bar.

"Oh, by the way, Aunt Zhao, I just bought you a small gift on my way here, just to show my appreciation."

"Since you're already here, why did you bring a gift? Is this hand cream? Oh, this Shiseido product must be very expensive, right?"

"It's not expensive, I'm happy with it."

"I'm so sorry, please come in, make yourself at home, don't be shy!"

Ruan Guodong stared in disbelief at the middle-aged woman who was performing a Sichuan opera face-changing act.

……

Cheng Fei came to Ruan Guodong to customize a new servo motor. This time it is a high-power motor for the robot's torso and legs, designed by Isena and using a more complex process. It requires Rongchuan Electromechanical to upgrade its processing equipment, but this is a piece of cake for Real Technology, which just received 200 million Happy Beans.

While the boy and Ruan Guodong were talking in the living room, Ruan Jingyi sat quietly to the side, her gaze occasionally sweeping across the boy's face before she lowered her head, her face expressionless.

During dinner, the boy received a warm welcome from Ruan Jingyi's mother. "The students at Yinghua are truly exceptional. I knew that sending Ruan Jingyi there was the right choice. The friends she makes are all different. Don't you agree, Ruan Guodong?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Ruan Guodong could only nod while holding his bowl.

When dinner was over, Ruan Jingyi's mother was clearing the table. The boy wanted to help, but was stopped. "Cheng Fei, don't move. You are a guest. It's not right to let a guest clean up. Ruan Jingyi, Cheng Fei, have you ever heard you play the guzheng? Why don't you play one for everyone?"

"Mmm." Ruan Jingyi nodded like a puppet.

Upon hearing this, the boy raised an eyebrow.

The television was broadcasting news about the abnormal collapse of the Antarctic ice shelf, and Ruan Guodong muted it with the remote control.

So the quiet girl wrapped her fingertips with tape to make artificial nails, went to the musical instrument placed in the corner of the living room, and played a soothing and beautiful melody.

The boy, who only knew how to play keyboard instruments, could only watch from the sidelines.

As the piece neared its end, the melody became lively with the girl's dazzling fingerwork, then gradually returned to calm, finally fading away slowly in a long, ethereal note.

"What's this song called? It sounds familiar." The boy clapped his hands.

"Fishing boats sing at dusk," Ruan Jingyi said softly.

"No wonder." The boy nodded in understanding. "You played very well."

"Thank you." The quiet girl stared at the prosthetic nail on her fingertip, her voice even softer.

Just then, a cell phone rang, breaking the lingering melody of the guzheng. Cheng Fei picked it up, glanced at it, and said calmly, "I'll take this call."

"Ah."

Watched by the quiet girl, the boy strode towards the balcony.

"Xuanqi, good evening."

"Cheng Fei, Xiao Shuang is going on a business trip abroad. I don't know why, but I feel uneasy. Could you go with her?" Lin Xuanqi's voice rang out with inexplicable worry.

The boy was taken aback. "I'll go on a business trip with her? That's not a good idea, is it?"

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm talking about serious matters. She's unfamiliar with the place abroad. It's safer for you to stay with her." Lin Xuanqi said irritably.

"She's also worried about safety... Okay, when?"

"It'll be ready soon, just give her a call."

"okay, got it."

470. The two people's business trip

The boy hung up the phone, returned to Ruan Jingyi, and whispered, "Lin Xuanqi needs to see me, I have to go."

"Huh? She knows you came to my house?" Ruan Jingyi was stunned for a moment, then blinked.

The boy shook his head. "It's none of your business."

“Oh…” The girl looked down, then looked up again, “Then I’ll take you.”

"Okay." The boy turned his head. "Uncle Ruan, Aunt Zhao, it's getting late, I'll head back now."

"You're leaving already? Please stay a little longer!" Ruan Jingyi's mother wiped her hands as she came out of the kitchen.

"No, thank you, Auntie. Maybe next time."

The boy quickly put on his coat and said goodbye.