Let's Do Some Questions - Chapter 32

The heavy motorcycle roared on the road, the scenery rapidly receding. The wind rustled against their clothes, seemingly leaving everything behind.

Chu Fengqiu instinctively leaned back, then wrapped her arms around Song Man’s waist.

“Chu Fengqiu, hold on tight. Don’t fall off later, or something bad will happen.” Song Man shouted, her voice scattered by the wind.

Hearing this, Chu Fengqiu tightened her grip. Because she was close, she heard Song Man whistling.

She was whistling an unknown tune, carrying a hint of joy, echoing the summer night breeze and making one feel free. This was a scene Chu Fengqiu had never imagined—speeding down an empty road at night, the wind rushing through her palms and trailing behind, leaving all chaotic thoughts in the dust. Not thinking about anything, unable to think about anything, just watching the road merge into a line and the lights become points of light.

Chu Fengqiu heard Song Man excitedly shout a few times, and an unfamiliar emotion was stirred within her, driving her to hold Song Man tightly.

Song Man felt the strength around her waist and scoffed, thinking Chu Fengqiu was scared.

She loved the feeling of speed, like chasing the wind.

Song Man had even raced cars before, taking first place on a circuit track. Song Qinglan found out and dragged her home, where their parents took turns lecturing her for two whole hours, and she wasn’t allowed to touch a vehicle for a month.

Remembering the past, Song Man felt a bit annoyed again.

Sometimes she really couldn’t understand Song Qinglan’s emotions. Sometimes she seemed sincere, but behind it lay malicious and hurtful intentions.

That night felt like a dream, but Song Man knew for sure that it had happened.

She had observed carefully back then. Song Qinglan thought she was still young and wouldn’t understand, letting her see the disgust in her eyes.

Nothing was more painful or disgusting than being stabbed in the back by the person closest to you. As a result, Song Man now felt that everything Song Qinglan did was fake and hypocritical.

Song Man might seem carefree and indifferent to everything, like she had no heart, but she actually remembered everyone who had wronged her and drew a red cross over them in her mind. Sometimes she was particularly petty, let alone when Song Qinglan had played such a big game against her.

As they approached the city center, Song Man slowed down to avoid any accidents from sudden braking, maintaining a steady speed towards her destination.

She and her followers always ate BBQ at a specific stall in the night market. The reason was simple: fresh ingredients and good taste. Although the prices were a bit higher, Song Man didn’t mind; eating well was the priority.

Deng Wei was watching at the entrance for Song Man. When he saw the cool bike approaching, he notified the others inside, then wore a look like he’d seen a ghost.

“What’s wrong? Deng Wei, why do you look like that?” Ailan was startled by Deng Wei’s somewhat horrified expression.

“Quick, quick, come look! Oh my god, Man Jie has someone on the back seat!”

“O! M! G!” Mao Mao exaggerated dramatically.

“Holy crap, really??” The followers immediately crowded to the door to look, all dumbfounded.

“Oh my goodness.”

“Is this still the Man Jie I know?”

It was well-known that Song Man’s precious bike was her lifeblood. Except for her really close buddies, she never lent it out. She lent it once, something happened, and she never lent it again. For others to ride on her back seat was like wanting to sleep with her wife. And today, someone was actually sitting on her back seat?

Ailan’s face fell. She had just interacted with the person on Song Man’s back seat today and naturally knew who it was. She almost ground her back teeth to dust.

By what right? She hadn’t known Song Man for long, so how could she be so close to Song Man, even sitting on her back seat?

Ailan was very unwilling, her expression almost losing control. When she saw Song Man walking over, she quickly composed her face.

When Song Man walked over, she saw a group of people staring.

“What are you guys doing, standing at the door like statues waiting for your husbands? Did you order the BBQ?”

“Ordered, ordered! It’s all your favorites, Man Jie. I was wondering who you brought, turns out it’s my Goddess.” Deng Wei’s face lit up when he saw Chu Fengqiu. As Song Man and Chu Fengqiu walked over, he even eagerly wiped a chair with a paper towel.

“Let me introduce you, this is my Goddess, Chu Fengqiu, Man Jie’s current deskmate, a famous person in our school…” Deng Wei chattered away, talking as if Chu Fengqiu was his guest.

Before he finished, Song Man gave him a rap on the forehead to shut him up.

“Just call her Sister Chu. She’s my good friend now, I’m covering her.” Song Man put an arm around Chu Fengqiu’s shoulder and patted it lightly.

“Hello everyone.” Chu Fengqiu greeted them, and the others awkwardly waved their hands.

“Oh man, suddenly eating BBQ with a top student, it’s a bit stressful.” Mao Mao chuckled, his laugh very infectious.

They were all a bunch of rough guys here. Although Man Jie was good-looking and used to be someone they drooled over…

Song Man shot him a look. Ignorant. She, a top student, had eaten with them many times right here, and this kid hadn’t even noticed.

People, ah, they only look at the surface, Song Man sighed faintly.

“Chu Fengqiu, see if you want anything else. Go order yourself, it’s my treat, don’t be shy.” Song Man pointed to the cooler for Chu Fengqiu. Chu Fengqiu walked over, ordered a few items, and got a cup of water.

The BBQ Deng Wei and the others had ordered was already being served. When Chu Fengqiu sat back down, she saw Ailan putting all the BBQ onto a plate.

Grilled potatoes, grilled thousand-layer tofu, grilled enoki mushrooms, grilled cucumber, grilled ham, grilled meat skewers, piled high on a plate. Ailan took a pair of chopsticks, pushed the plate towards Song Man, and handed her the chopsticks.

“You don’t have to be so thoughtful. Your face looks much better.” Song Man was a bit helpless. Ailan was always so considerate, but it wasn’t necessary. Her gaze lingered on Ailan’s face; the redness and swelling from the afternoon were gone.

“Yeah, it’s mostly healed. This is easier, so you don’t get your face and clothes dirty.” Ailan looked at the boys who were happily eating skewers, their mouths greasy, some even accidentally splashing oil on their clothes.

In Ailan’s heart, Song Man should be clean and cherished. She was willing to do these things, even enjoying it.

Song Man picked up a skewer and began to eat unhurriedly, listening to the followers bragging.

“Goddess, want some edamame?” Deng Wei pushed the edamame towards Chu Fengqiu, then got kicked under the table by Song Man.

“I told you to call her Sister Chu, what are you shouting?” It wasn’t that Song Man minded her followers having a goddess, but when Deng Wei called Chu Fengqiu that, she felt uncomfortable. If it were someone else, Deng Wei could call them whatever he liked, but for Chu Fengqiu, he needed to call her Sister properly. What was with the smooth talk?

“Sister, Sister, my bad, my bad. Sister Chu, have some edamame.” Deng Wei didn’t know what was wrong, and didn’t dare to ask, just called her that obediently.

“Thank you.” Chu Fengqiu thanked him, picked up an edamame pod, and bit out the beans inside, her eating posture very elegant.

Deng Wei looked on with starry eyes. Goddesses were great; even eating was so pleasing to the eye.

Then he was kicked again by Song Man and looked at her aggrievedly, receiving a warning look from Song Man.

Song Man felt that Deng Wei could be a fanboy, but anything more was out of the question.

Deng Wei obediently continued eating BBQ, joining the conversation and continuing to brag.

Talking and talking, somehow the topic shifted to Song Man.

“Man Jie is awesome! Man Jie is cool! Man Jie scored over 200 points more this time than last time! Man Jie is a genius!” Deng Wei dutifully praised her, but as he praised, his expression turned a little melancholic. “This means Man Jie won’t be in the same exam room as me next time.”

“Study hard, you hear me? Don’t mess around with any crooked methods. Strive to be in the same exam room as me next time.” Song Man almost grabbed Deng Wei’s ear as she spoke.

“Hear that, Brother Wei? You have to keep up with Man Jie’s pace at all times.” Mao Mao egged him on, laughing heartily at Deng Wei’s distressed face upon hearing about studying.

“I wish I had the chance to study like that. Brother Wei, you really need to work hard.” Ailan said teasingly. After speaking, she saw Chu Fengqiu sitting there and felt a strange lump in her heart, quite uncomfortable.

Chu Fengqiu was a listener on the side. When others looked at her, she would smile. At this moment, she also laughed along with everyone, not completely detached from the conversation. But she was watching Song Man, so she naturally felt the gaze of Ailan, who was sitting on Song Man’s other side.

Actually, Chu Fengqiu didn’t know why Ailan disliked her so much; the gaze she sent over wasn’t even hidden. She also wasn’t someone who liked to repay evil with good. If the other person didn’t give her a good look, she naturally wouldn’t bother with them, not even offering her usual perfunctory smile. Her eyes were like winter’s floating ice, but when Song Man looked over, they turned into the warm sun of summer.

Song Man saw that Chu Fengqiu hadn’t eaten much and picked up a piece of ham from her plate, giving it to Chu Fengqiu and signaling her to eat.

If it were a friend she brought before, Song Man would definitely actively liven up the atmosphere and steer the conversation towards the new friend to help everyone get acquainted quickly. But Chu Fengqiu was different. Song Man knew she was someone who liked to save time and effort when speaking and naturally wouldn’t want to chat idly with others, so she let Chu Fengqiu eat quietly.

Chu Fengqiu naturally didn’t refuse the food Song Man gave her. As she chewed, she felt Ailan’s gaze again, which was surprisingly similar to the look Song Man’s sister had given her in the afternoon.

However, Song Qinglan was displeased because her sister gave the food she offered to someone else. What was Ailan’s identity that gave her such emotions?

Chu Fengqiu looked back, even smiling at Ailan.

Ailan almost vomited bl00d. This was definitely a provocation!

But Ailan had no other choice. The expression on her face didn’t look like she was eating BBQ; it looked like she was chewing on human flesh and bl00d.

After eating, Ailan gave Song Man a tissue. Chu Fengqiu found it a bit strange, but couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

“Man Jie, can you take me home today?” Ailan’s toes unconsciously scraped the ground, her fingers clenched, looking at Song Man’s bike.

“Maybe not. I still need to take Chu Fengqiu. You take a taxi back. Have Deng Wei and Mao Mao go with you, just in case.” Song Man called the two followers over. Deng Wei and Mao Mao said they were very willing to be escorts.

On one hand, Song Man needed to take Chu Fengqiu. On the other hand, she actually didn’t want anyone else on her beloved bike.

Chu Fengqiu was already an exception, done out of necessity.