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Yu Sheng clicked into Shang Su’s profile and saw that her latest post was a repost of Yu Sheng’s own Weibo post, “I’m growing more and more fond of Mr. Demon.”

The caption?

“The art style is so beautiful. I love it.”

Yu Sheng suddenly understood why she had gained so many followers.

It wasn’t bot followers—it was free publicity.

Real followers, not fake ones.

After all, a celebrity with over ten million followers had just shared her work. It made sense that her account would blow up.

She scrolled through Shang Su’s past posts and found mostly selfies. The girl was undeniably beautiful, though always heavily made up, making it impossible to guess her bare-faced appearance.

From the pictures, Shang Su seemed like a bold and individualistic woman. Most of her photos were taken in nightclubs, surrounded by foreigners with striking blue eyes. Dressed in gothic-style outfits and adorned with extravagant accessories, she exuded a wild energy under the flashing neon lights.

Yu Sheng glanced at her Weibo bio—“Superstar’s Daughter.”

Her long list of representative works indicated she was a famous second-generation celebrity.

Just as she followed Shang Su, a private message popped up.

“Are you a comic artist?”

“No.”

“Are all the pictures on your Weibo drawn by you?”

“Yes.”

“Can you draw a picture for me? Based on my appearance, but in a vampire style.”

Vampire style.

That was quite unique.

Shang Su quickly added another private message, “Basically, the more aesthetic, the better. Is that okay?”

Yu Sheng had a general idea of Shang Su’s taste now. Most of her outfits had a gothic vibe, and now she specifically requested a vampire theme. She clearly had a strong preference for dark aesthetics.

Yu Sheng herself was also quite interested in the elegant and aesthetic side of the vampire style. Plus, Shang Su had brought her a lot of popularity. After thinking for a moment, she replied, “Sure, I’ll have it done in two days~ If you’re not satisfied, I can redo it.”

“Thank you, I love you to death! (づ￣3￣)づ╭～” Shang Su replied almost instantly.

Yu Sheng looked at the cute emoticon at the end of the message and felt that this superstar’s daughter actually seemed quite easygoing.

She sent back the same “(づ￣3￣)づ╭～” and then stopped checking her messages.

Yu Sheng picked up her sketchbook, which contained many of her works, and moved to her bed, sitting comfortably.

She hugged a cartoon pillow in her arms and then pulled out a detailed pencil sketch of Shen Yao from her notebook.

She had put a lot of effort into this sketch, making it look incredibly realistic. Even though she had only met Shen Yao a few times, his face seemed to be deeply imprinted in her mind, impossible to forget.

Looking at the sketch, Yu Sheng suddenly thought of something and slowly smiled.

She picked up her phone, casually snapped a picture of the sketch, and adjusted the colors slightly with an editing app.

Yu Sheng was meticulous in some areas and carefree in others.

For example, when creating her artwork, she pursued perfection, striving for the best. But when taking pictures of her work, she was quite casual—she didn’t even use a professional camera, just her phone. After tweaking the colors, she sent the image directly to Shen Yao.

Since Shen Yao had only given her his number and didn’t have hers, she didn’t want him to be confused about who was messaging him. So, she deliberately added a line of text: “Chen Chen, does this look like you?”

After confirming everything was correct, she hit send.

Shen Yao received the message while watching TV with his grandfather.

His phone, placed on the coffee table, vibrated slightly, catching even the old man’s attention.

Shen Yao initially assumed it was one of his close friends. This particular phone number was for personal use, and he only kept in touch with a tight-knit circle. He didn’t intend to check it at first—his work schedule was already packed, and the little time he had with his grandfather was precious. Even if someone was asking him out, he would decline.

It was only because the old man urged him to check—just in case it was important—that he picked up his phone.

But when he opened the message, he realized it wasn’t from a friend.

It was from Yu Sheng.

The short six-character message instantly brought a certain bright and lively face to mind.

Was this sketch drawn by her?

For a moment, he almost thought he was looking at a photograph because the resemblance was uncanny.

His grandfather, whose vision had long since deteriorated, couldn’t make out much from the screen. Noticing Shen Yao’s silence, he asked with concern, “Ah Yao, what’s wrong?”

Shen Yao replied, “Nothing,” while instinctively saving the image.

As for responding—

His fingers hovered over the keyboard for a long time. In the end, he couldn’t bring himself to ignore the message completely, so he replied with a simple: “Mm.”

After finishing his meal at the Shen family’s old estate, Shen Yue left.

Earlier, he had asked Xiao San for Yu Wei’s number, but Xiao San refused to give it to him, even warily questioning why he wanted it.

Shen Yue found it amusing and simply said he wanted to arrange a gathering with their friends and hoped Xiao San would invite Yu Wei along to introduce her to the group.

Xiao San, of course, was eager for this to happen. He had been wanting to introduce Yu Wei to his friends for a while, but they had always seemed uninterested. Now that Shen Yue had taken the initiative, he was more than happy to oblige.

Xiao San, being somewhat oblivious, failed to notice anything unusual about Shen Yue’s sudden enthusiasm.

The gathering was quickly arranged—8:30 PM at Royal KTV.

Shen Yue arrived first.

Royal KTV was one of the finest in the city, known for its top-tier service and equally top-tier prices.

After ordering an expensive bottle of red wine, Shen Yue sat back and waited.

He found himself imagining what Yu Wei would look like.

What kind of woman was she? Her smile should be bright and bold, like a blazing fire.

According to Xiao San, she was very beautiful. Just how beautiful?

In today’s terms, she was probably the definition of a “little fairy.”

Shen Yue let his thoughts drift aimlessly until Shi Nan and Zhang Chong arrived, pulling him back to reality.

He glanced at his phone, growing impatient. “It’s been almost an hour. Why isn’t Xiao San here yet?”

Shi Nan replied lazily, “He said he went to pick up Yu Wei. Just wait a bit longer.”

Shen Yue frowned. An hour? That was way too slow.

Another ten minutes passed before Xiao San finally arrived with Yu Wei.

The moment she entered, Shi Nan and Zhang Chong were visibly stunned.

Her hair was tied up high, exposing a slender, fair neck. She wore a chiffon floral slip dress, her legs long and straight, paired with eight-centimeter heels, making her look tall and elegant. A soft pink L-brand bag hung over her shoulder, complementing her youthful and fresh appearance.

As for her face—

Shi Nan finally understood a line from Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River:

“From afar, she shines like the rising sun at dawn. Up close, she glows like a lotus emerging from clear waters.”

She was truly worthy of being called the top beauty among female soldiers.

But Shen Yue’s first reaction upon seeing Yu Wei was not amazement—it was disappointment.

Yes, disappointment.

Because she looked nothing like what he had imagined.

In his mind, she should have a sweet, mischievous smile, like a wild little flame. But the Yu Wei standing before him—her smile wasn’t sweet enough, nor was it wild enough.

Xiao San had said she was pampered by her parents since childhood.

And he could see that. She looked like a little princess.

It was hard to associate her with the woman who had raced alongside him.

Yet, it never occurred to him that he might have mistaken her identity.

After all, Shi Nan had double-checked the ownership of that red sports car. Plus, just yesterday, Yu Wei had been seen driving it again. He had no reason to doubt.

Shen Yue thought, there’s always a gap between fantasy and reality.

But this gap was acceptable. She wasn’t ugly—far from it. She was stunning.

And she was the first woman in years to truly intrigue him.

Maybe he should give this a try.

And then there was Xiao San…

Shen Yue noticed how Yu Wei’s gaze subtly flickered toward him several times. When he met her eyes, she didn’t shy away. Instead, she smiled at him beautifully.

So… was he the one she was interested in?

That thought made the corners of Shen Yue’s lips curve up.

Since they were at KTV, of course, they had to sing.

For the first time ever, Shen Yue picked a song for himself.

When the music started, his three friends fell into silence.

Because the song he chose was “I Like You.”

And at the end of the song, holding the microphone, Shen Yue made his move.

He looked at Yu Wei and, in front of everyone, confessed:

“It might be sudden, but I still want to say—Miss Yu Wei, I fell for you at first sight.”

Yu Wei’s mouth opened slightly in shock, her heart filled with astonishment.

She could never have imagined that Shen Yue would confess to her so unexpectedly!

Everyone knew that the Shen family had two unattainable figures.

One was Shen Yao.

The other was Shen Yue.

Not long ago, she hadn’t even been able to interact with the Shen family members and could only admire them from afar.

Because the Yu family’s status was too low, there was no way they could reach the level of the Shen family.

But in such a short time, Shen Yue had taken the initiative to confess to her!

And it was love at first sight!

Yu Wei couldn’t suppress the smile on her lips no matter how hard she tried.

Shen Yue’s confession didn’t stop.

Until…

“I’m a professional race car driver. I hope you’ll accompany me to every race in the future. Also, I enjoy the thrill of riding heavy motorcycles with you. Maybe one day, we can ride westward together and travel to Tibet. Just imagining it makes me happy. Miss Yu Wei, will you be my girlfriend?”

After hearing Shen Yue’s full confession, Yu Wei’s emotions went from initial shock and nervousness to disappointment and confusion. When she heard the part about “heavy motorcycles,” her heart plummeted as if she had fallen from the sky. She had no idea what Shen Yue was talking about.

So… once again, he had mistaken her for Yu Sheng?

Yu Wei dug her sharp nails into her palm, but she maintained a perfect smile on her face.

She thought, luckily, she had applied blush today; no one would notice her pale complexion.

After Shen Yue asked, “Will you be my girlfriend?” Yu Wei nodded without hesitation.

She heard herself say clearly, “I do.”