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Nine Block Tavern.
First floor.
Jiang Yichen’s arrival made Jiang Suihua’s friends’ hearts flutter.
But as soon as Jiang Yichen sat down, he started playing with his phone.
Perfectly embodying the persona of a “cool and aloof school hunk.”
“Huanhuan, your brother is so aloof. He doesn’t talk or drink…”
“Emm…” Jiang Suihua looked to the side awkwardly. Jiang Yichen was intently watching something on his phone. She stretched her neck and saw… it seemed to be… an anime, White Snake?
“Xiao Yi,” Jiang Suihua poked Jiang Yichen’s side.
“What, sis?” Jiang Yichen looked up.
“Do you want a drink?” Jiang Suihua asked.
“No…thanks,” Jiang Yichen knew his limits when it came to alcohol.
Hearing this, Jiang Suihua had to explain to her friends, “Sorry, my brother doesn’t really drink.”
“Hey, Huanhuan, you and your brother, one’s here drinking juice, the other’s playing on their phone…”
“Sorry, sorry… I have a stomach ache today. Next time, for sure.”
“… “
Jiang Yichen quietly watched his phone. The bar’s DJ was loud, and he couldn’t hear what his sister was saying to her roommates.
He had just finished watching the White Snake movie.
He and his sister had watched it together when it was released.
Their opinions were surprisingly consistent then: Fahai was a real jerk.
Watching it again, Jiang Yichen thought that if Fahai had a Douyin account, he would definitely be cyberbullied.
He didn’t watch the sad ending; it was depressing.
Jiang Yichen then idly opened his WeChat Moments, scrolling through it listlessly. He had quite a lot of friends, eight hundred in total.
When he was younger, he didn’t know how to refuse, so he added anyone who asked for his WeChat.
Gradually, his WeChat contacts grew…
He had deleted some before, two hundred, but he found deleting friends too troublesome, so he stopped.
As soon as he opened Moments.
It was a feast for the eyes.
JK uniforms, black stockings, white stockings, mature women, lolitas, wives…
Wait a minute!
Jiang Yichen saw a post with a strong mature woman vibe. When did he add this person? He couldn’t remember.
This woman looked to be at least thirty-five years old?
After looking at it twice, Jiang Yichen went to the profile, and clicked delete.
His acceptable age gap was three years. If she was more than three years older, he generally wouldn’t consider it.
Of course, there were exceptions.
If it was someone with Professor Qin’s looks and figure, even if she was nine years older, let alone a whole generation older, it might not be impossible.
Jiang Yichen continued scrolling through his Moments.
The next post was a picture of someone raising a glass.
Jiang Yichen didn’t intend to look at it closely, but after seeing who posted it, he scrolled back up.
He clicked on it.
Jiang Yichen immediately recognized the hand as Qin Ling’s.
The whitest one.
Professor Qin’s skin was really white.
A healthy kind of white.
“Is that… alcohol?”
Jiang Yichen zoomed in on the picture.
Dark brown, was it alcohol or not?
It must be a bar.
Jiang Yichen thought, after all, Qin Ling loved to drink…
After looking at it for a while, he still couldn’t tell, so Jiang Yichen didn’t care and immediately liked and commented, “[Professor Qin, I suggest you drink less.]”
…
Second floor.
Qin Ling also saw the comment.
She frowned.
This kid, actually daring to interfere with her?
“Hey, hey, Lingling, look, is that your student?”
Liu Rong pointed to a corner downstairs.
“Who?”
“The one from last time.”
“… ” Qin Ling immediately went to Liu Rong’s side and looked in the direction she pointed.
Jiang Yichen was sitting quietly in a booth downstairs.
There were several girls with him.
One girl seemed to be drunk, and quite drunk at that. She was taking off her clothes in front of Jiang Yichen.
Qin Ling’s brows furrowed, “Lin Yao.”
“What?”
“Is that one of your students?”
“My student? Hey, it seems like it is… Oh my god!” Lin Yao was shocked. The girl who was down to just her bra was one of her students?!
How could someone be so bold?!
“Wait, I’ll go down for a bit.”
Lin Yao said and quickly ran downstairs, grabbing a blanket from the sofa on the way.
Jiang Yichen was tightly closing his eyes, not daring to open them at all.
He could clearly hear the anxious calls from the other two girls and his sister, Jiang Suihua: “Don’t take it off! Xiaoyu, don’t take it off! Snap out of it!”
“Crazy,” Jiang Yichen was a little scared.
But after a while.
He smelled a familiar scent, sandalwood…
Qin Ling?
Jiang Yichen slowly opened one eye…
But before he could open it fully, he heard a cold voice.
“Close it.”
“… “
A familiar scent, a familiar tone, a familiar voice.
It was undoubtedly Professor Qin.
Jiang Yichen obediently closed his eyes. He was a gentleman; he wouldn’t peek.
The next moment, Jiang Yichen seemed to remember something. He wanted to open his eyes wide and look at his sister Jiang Suihua’s arm.
But then he remembered that Qin Ling was standing next to him.
He thought for a moment and asked Qin Ling, “Professor Qin, does my sister have any scratches on her arm?”
“No.”
“Okay.”
No wounds… as expected…
Jiang Yichen was now certain that the plot of the original novel in his mind was no longer of any use.
Qin Ling glanced back.
The girl taking off her clothes seemed to have completely let go of herself, and four people couldn’t hold her down.
“Jiang Yichen, come out with me.”
Qin Ling unceremoniously pulled Jiang Yichen’s arm and walked out.
Jiang Yichen was dragged outside the bar.
“What were you trying to do just now?” Qin Ling asked.
“I didn’t do anything…”
“Were you trying to peek?”
“Misunderstanding, Professor Qin, do I look like that kind of person?”
“Then why were you trying to open your eyes just now?”
“I…” Jiang Yichen answered truthfully, “I smelled your scent just now, so I wanted to see if it was you…”
Qin Ling was stunned.
“Professor Qin, can I open my eyes now?” Jiang Yichen asked.
Qin Ling turned her back: “You can.”