The Rebirth of the Socialite's Glory (GL) - Chapter 32

Half a month had passed since that afternoon, but the memory in her mind had not faded; instead, it grew clearer, even startling her awake when she dreamt in the middle of the night.

That afternoon, in the large classroom, there were only her and Ye Qiu. Ye Qiu forcefully kissed her, stripped her clothes, repeatedly calling her ‘teacher’ and ‘student’ while committing an act to humiliate her. When Ye Qiu tore her pants halfway, she erupted with all the strength she had accumulated and fled without looking back.

Feng Hua had no intention of settling scores with Ye Qiu; she only hoped never to see Ye Qiu’s face again.

That face shamelessly asserted its presence in her dreams every night. She truly never wanted to see it again.

With two classes a week, Feng Hua became the most popular professor in the financial lecture series at Changqing University because of her profound knowledge and extremely high looks, although the fact that this professor was only seventeen still made people feel quite ashamed.

This also indirectly influenced the thinking and perception of Changqing University freshmen. A seventeen-year-old minor had become a professor. They, who were nearly twenty, had practically eaten rice for nothing! Some also felt that since Feng Hua could achieve such success at seventeen, and they were all human—even if there was a difference between genius and ordinary people—wasn’t it possible for an ordinary person, with effort, to reach Feng Hua’s current level in ten years?

They didn’t know that Feng Hua’s lead was not just ten years.

Feng Hua’s classroom was always packed when she taught. Besides the freshmen, there were also upper-year students, and even students from other departments. However, because seats were limited, to be able to attend Feng Hua’s class, one had to occupy a seat in advance, and the competition was fierce.

Feng Hua faced the dense crowd under the podium, unable to find Ye Qiu’s figure… It was also possible that Ye Qiu hadn’t come to class at all. But whether Ye Qiu came or not, Feng Hua was now more vigilant.

She arrived on time for class and left on time after class, blending into the crowd, ensuring she was never alone like last time. Although she didn’t know when Ye Qiu’s fighting skills had improved so much, Feng Hua had already glimpsed a corner of Ye Qiu’s strength after the last incident.

She didn’t want to do anything to Ye Qiu now, so she chose to avoid her.

“Why are you here?” Feng Hua walked slowly out of the classroom, holding her books. Seeing Shi Kexuan in a beige long dress standing at the door, smiling at her, Feng Hua walked over and asked.

Shi Kexuan naturally linked arms with Feng Hua. She and Feng Hua had become much more familiar now, and the five-tenths of aloofness had nearly all turned into intimacy. When a goddess she admired sincerely wanted to be friends with her, even the cautious Shi Kexuan couldn’t help but quickly let down her guard.

“This Sunday is my birthday. I came to give you an invitation,” Shi Kexuan took out an exquisite invitation from her bag and waved it in front of Feng Hua.

Feng Hua took it, opened it to look while in front of Shi Kexuan, then put it away, saying, “You can wait for me at home.”

Shi Kexuan smiled and pressed her body closer to Feng Hua’s. “I heard you became popular on your first day at Changqing University and are now entirely like a goddess. I want to ride on your fame now. Do you believe my picture will also be trending on the school BBS with yours today?”

“If you want to be popular, my Weibo followers are more numerous.” Feng Hua knew Shi Kexuan wasn’t joking about wanting to ride on her fame, but Feng Hua wouldn’t mind it, and Shi Kexuan knew that too.

Shi Kexuan smiled flatteringly and deliberately said in a cutesy voice, “That’s wonderful! My dear, you’re so sweet~”

Feng Hua stopped her steps, a smile curling up at the corner of her mouth that made Shi Kexuan’s heart skip a beat. She then said, “I’ll help you, and you help me too, okay?”

Shi Kexuan held up her hands over her head in a gesture of compromise. “Of course, no problem.”

“Good girl.” Feng Hua reached out and rubbed Shi Kexuan’s head.

Shi Kexuan was slightly resigned but not averse to Feng Hua’s action. Although it was a bit jarring for a seventeen-year-old loli to always act like an elder aunt.

“Huh? Is that Ye Qiu?” Shi Kexuan walked down the campus path, holding Feng Hua’s arm, not forgetting to maintain an intimate posture, allowing the candid photographers to take pictures. Suddenly, her gaze swept upon a familiar person, and she was slightly surprised.

Shi Kexuan’s initial impression of Ye Qiu wasn’t very good. Since she positioned herself as being on Feng Hua’s side, and Ye Qiu was dangling Feng Hua’s fiancé, even if Ye Qiu appeared well-behaved, Shi Kexuan didn’t have a good impression of her. However, it was rumored that she had saved Feng Hua last time, so Shi Kexuan’s perception of Ye Qiu had improved again.

Seeing Ye Qiu at school now, she thought of going over to say hello, but as soon as she took a step, she was pulled back by the person beside her. She looked at Feng Hua in confusion, “What’s wrong?”

“I don’t want to talk to her. Let’s go.” Feng Hua frowned, her face showing obvious rejection.

Shi Kexuan hesitantly glanced at Ye Qiu, who had already looked over at the two of them, nodded, and then left with Feng Hua. Although she didn’t know why the relationship between Feng Hua and Ye Qiu was so strange, she naturally sided completely with Feng Hua over Ye Qiu.

“That was Feng Hua just now! She looked at us! And the one who nodded at us is rumored to be a popular senior from the fourth year. She looks very capable. I didn’t expect them to know each other! Sure enough, a goddess’s friends are also goddesses!” Ning Ning stood under the tree with her arms crossed, looking at the two figures not far away with emotion.

Ye Qiu lifted her eyelids to look at the two figures and then lowered her eyes again, saying faintly, “I’m her friend too.”

“…Haha, well, what’s-his-name, although you look pretty good, you’re still different from them. That, uh, don’t get angry at what I’m about to say. I’m just telling the honest truth. They are goddesses because they shine all over and exude the aura of goddesses. What I mean is that goddesses aren’t just about looking good. You…” Ning Ning spoke cheerfully, and the more she talked, the deeper Ye Qiu’s gaze became. The carefree and oblivious Ning Ning couldn’t help but fall silent.

“Keep talking,” Ye Qiu said with a smile, still appearing gentle and harmless.

Ning Ning felt that the momentary fear she experienced must have been her illusion. Her ‘Baby Ye Qiu’ was clearly very gentle. The deep gaze that made her feel like her throat was being strangled must have been an illusion.

“They say goddesses make friends based on aura. Only those whose auras match can become friends. Yes, goddesses are just that willful~ Then the goddesses will form groups to have afternoon tea, watch movies, go shopping, and things like that every day. That’s so cool!” Ning Ning’s eyes sparkled. “You standing next to a goddess now will definitely be mistaken for a follower, seriously. Perhaps that’s why, even though you know the goddess, you haven’t become her good friend. Look, she doesn’t even want to walk home with you.”

This ‘they say’ was, of course, just according to Ning Ning herself. Ning Ning just liked to express her own thoughts and then try to make them sound very reasonable and authoritative.

Although she knew Ning Ning was a person with very low emotional intelligence, Ye Qiu still took those words to heart.

Ye Qiu lowered her head, thinking about the two people who had just walked by holding hands, feeling depressed, and radiating an aura of loss. Ning Ning looked at her sad and disappointed friend and finally realized, belatedly, that her words just now had hurt Ye Qiu. She quickly began to awkwardly console Ye Qiu with clumsy words, “That, Ye Qiu, don’t be sad. You look so beautiful. You’re just young right now… You’ll become a goddess later too. Then you can also marry a rich beauty, reach the pinnacle of life, and walk down the street with the goddess…” As she spoke, Ning Ning suddenly realized she had said something she shouldn’t have and wished she could bite her tongue. Marry a rich beauty? What the heck?

“I’m fine.” Standing under the dappled sunlight of the tree, Ye Qiu suddenly smiled brightly at Ning Ning. Her beautiful face became even more radiant. The corners of her eyes and brows were coveted by the sunlight, making her so bright that she seemed to merge with the rich late summer.

Ning Ning stared at Ye Qiu in a daze.

Actually, if Ye Qiu smiled like this often, she would also consider Ye Qiu a goddess.

Sitting in Feng Hua’s car, Shi Kexuan occupied the entire back seat by herself. The dignified goddess from earlier instantly disappeared. If she hadn’t been mindful of Feng Hua, she would have already taken off her shoes and checked the soles of her feet. They were burning hot; she probably had blisters.

“How did you get here?” Feng Hua sat in the passenger seat, signaling Wang Ze to start the car.

“I hitched a ride,” Shi Kexuan deliberately said mysteriously to Feng Hua, “Guess whose ride it was? You definitely won’t guess.”

“Mhm.” Feng Hua was not interested in guessing. She was about to close her eyes and rest, but then Shi Kexuan’s voice, unable to hold back the answer herself, came through her ears. “It was An Ye! I heard he’s also a freshman at Changqing University this year, but he’s not in the finance department. He’s in the arts department. I wonder what he’s thinking.”

“Since he doesn’t need to inherit the family business, and his assets are managed by professionals without him needing to worry, choosing a quiet major that he likes is the best choice for him,” Feng Hua explained indifferently.

Shi Kexuan wasn’t incapable of thinking of that; she was just casually complaining. She stuck out her tongue and said, “Although he has a bit of a rich young master’s temper, his heart isn’t too bad. Thinking that we suffered through hardship together last time, I gave him an invitation.”

“Mhm.” Feng Hua neither agreed nor disagreed with Shi Kexuan’s words.

“You’re not angry, are you?” Shi Kexuan hadn’t forgotten the discord between Feng Hua and An Ye.

Feng Hua slightly shook her head, leaned her head against the backrest, closed her eyes, and said casually, “Whatever you like.”

This was Shi Kexuan’s birthday. It was Shi Kexuan’s right and freedom to invite whoever she wanted, and it had nothing to do with her.

But… Feng Hua wanted to ask Shi Kexuan if she had given Ye Qiu an invitation. The words reached her lips but were swallowed back.

Whether Ye Qiu came or not, it also had nothing to do with her.

As long as she doesn’t go crazy again.