Chapter 333: The Little Demoness and the Big Bear

Feng Nanshu owns various little dresses like plaid, strappy, and flowery sundresses, mostly in sweet ladylike styles.

But for someone with her cool, rich, and beautiful appearance, black and white better highlight her temperament.

That’s why Jiang Qin likes to call Feng Nanshu in her black dress and red belt “battle mode”—in those colors, the little rich girl truly exudes pure beauty and a chilling charm, giving off an overwhelming sense of oppression and distance. Just one look, and all the flamboyant flirts are exposed.

Contrary to black, when Feng Nanshu wears white, her goddess-like demeanor, akin to the cool moonlight, undoubtedly shines through.

After the millennium, drama enthusiasts might notice an amusing trend where the costumes in fantasy shows have drastically polarized.

It seems almost a rule now: celestials wear white and demons wear black.

Just apply some black eyeshadow and black lipstick, wear a black dress, and without following the plot, you’re clearly the villain—or perhaps a good person turned dark.

This is mainly because these two colors indeed express distinct auras—one like a little angel, the other like a little demon.

Feng Nanshu, already tall at 1.7 meters, looks stunning in a waist-cinching French Chanel dress showcasing her exquisite figure, lengthy elegant legs peeking from a high-low hem, complemented by a silver necklace—a blend of sweet and ethereal.

This dress was picked out by Qin Jingqiu, styled not to accentuate the figure but rather in a classic pleated look.

Hence, at this moment, Feng Nanshu exudes both a mature allure and the lively charm of a school beauty.

Her long hair, neatly done, hangs to her waist, resembling the pale moonlight in the night.

“Absolutely gorgeous.”

Moved by the sight, Gao Wenhui jumps out of bed to search for a perfect lipstick shade: “Let’s put on some lipstick and go dazzle your husband.”

Looking at her reflection, Feng Nanshu with moist eyes speaks: “But Jiang Qin doesn’t like it when I dress up too beautifully.”

“Who wouldn’t want their wife to look good? You must be joking.”

“Sounds nice, Wenhui. Say more.”

Holding the lipstick and posing, Gao Wenhui says: “Remember how he was enchanted by you in that video call? This time it’s about revenge, dazzle Jiang Qin completely, make him drool then marry him and have him father five clean kids for you!”

“That’s Wenhui speaking, I know nothing.”

Feng Nanshu tightens her face, seriously thinking to herself, and swiftly, she imagines setting up a kitchenware store for Wenhui starting with a big black pot.

While the little rich girl indulges in fancy attires, freshmen at the School of Finance are also tirelessly grooming themselves.

After a month and a half of military training, although everyone is familiar with each other, their loose military outfits concealed all personal styles.

So, for them, the welcome party is a perfect opportunity to showcase their individual flair.

Thus, whether boys or girls, this afternoon has just one theme: how to make a stunning appearance.

In room 522 of the women’s dorm at the School of Finance, hailed as the freshman goddess, Qi Qi starts picking out dresses from three o’clock, trying on various little dresses, mentally matching them with different makeup styles.

Her makeup skills are indeed top-notch; she can adjust her makeup perfectly to complement any outfit, truly a versatile young lady.

“Qi Qi, you look too beautiful, don’t you?”

“Really?” Qi Qi holds a brush, still somewhat proud inside.

Sun Na nods vigorously: “It’s not just makeup, it’s like a transformation.”

“Are you saying I look bad without makeup?”

“No, not at all. I mean, your style with and without makeup is completely different.”

Just having finished curling her lashes, Guan Wensi couldn’t help commenting: “We had a Korean transfer student in our high school; we learned all about makeup from her.”

Sun Na suddenly realizes: “No wonder, Koreans are truly talented in the beauty sector.”

“But you need a good base, right Qi Qi?”

“What you said is correct.”

Qi Qi chuckles, puts the brush back in her makeup bag, and picks up her phone.

Though she has a date with senior Jiang, she feels a bit uneasy, sensing that something might be off.

Why is that?

Because these past two days she has sent many messages to senior Jiang like “What are you doing?” “Have you eaten?” “What do you usually do?” Her aim is to foster a closer relationship before the evening event, hoping to naturally progress to a romantic phase.

Strangely enough, senior Jiang hasn’t replied to many of her messages, and when he does, it’s just a few hurried words before he disappears again.

Qi Qi has had experiences with many boys, but never someone like senior Jiang; she subconsciously feels he isn’t interested in her.

But then she thinks, senior Jiang is unlike any of the others she’s pursued; he has a business to run and no time for chat—totally normal, right?

“Qi Qi, we’re all ready to go, shall we?”

“Hmm, okay, let’s go.”

After a while, everyone from room 522 departs, chattering brightly down the stairs. As they exit the dorm, they see a figure standing ahead.

He wears a casual black suit, leaning emotionless against the back of a bench, his stance reminiscent of Leslie Cheung in “Once Upon a Time in Triad Society.”

In fact, this pose is deliberately adopted by Jiang Qin, thinking that once the little rich girl sees him like this, she’ll surely be mesmerized!

However, the first to see him isn’t the little rich girl but Qi Qi. When this self-proclaimed school beauty sees Jiang, the boss, her heart finally settles.

Before starting her makeup, she had messaged Jiang Qin that she would leave in about half an hour but didn’t get a reply, feeling uneasy fearing he might not show up and she would lose face in front of her roommates. Thankfully, the outcome is positive.

Look, he indeed came to pick me up.

Spotting this, Guan Wensi and the others pause in their tracks, watching Qi Qi run over, giving the two some space to talk.

“Really envious of Qi Qi, the men she wants never escape. Such a dazzling man, even waiting downstairs to pick her up.”

“That’s just because Qi Qi is pretty. I tell you, if tonight works out, we’ll have an Audi to ride in from now on.” Sun Na can’t forget about riding in an Audi.

Hearing this, Guan Wensi chuckles: “If it really works out, the boys in our class will indeed be devastated.”

“It’s definitely going to work. Don’t you think they’re well matched? The height difference is perfect too, such a talented man and beautiful woman together.”

Hearing her roommates discuss, Wang Linlin’s eyes momentarily cloud with confusion.

Because she heard from Ren Ziqiang that senior Jiang already likes someone else, immensely so, to the point of calling out her name in his dreams recently.

So…

Is he truly asking Qi Qi to go to the evening event with him?

As expected, while chatting with Jiang Qin, Qi Qi suddenly pauses, and the smile on her face shifts from radiant to strained in an instant. This scene catches everyone from room 522 off-guard, and by the time they come around, they realize Qi Qi has already returned.

“Let’s go to the gymnasium.”

Guan Wensi glances towards Jiang Qin not far off: “What about Senior Jiang?”

“He said he didn’t come to pick me up.” Qi Qi’s voice is very cold.

“……”

Hearing this, except for Wang Linlin, the other girls are all somewhat stunned.

Wasn’t it said that they talked well on QQ? That senior Jiang had a profound impression of her? How did it suddenly change like this? People from room 522 are completely baffled and didn’t expect this turn of events.

Soon, they regain their composure, wanting to ask a few more questions, but Qi Qi has already taken the lead in leaving, with a face full of loss and annoyance, and remains silent all the way.

However, they had just left when another figure from the School of Finance women’s dorm dashes out and runs up to Jiang Qin.

“Brother, let’s go.”

Jiang Qin suddenly holds his breath: “How come you’re dressed so beautifully?”

Under the night, Feng Nanshu is stunningly spirited and pure, especially those sparkling eyes, nearly costing Jiang Qin his life.

“I don’t know, it just happened like this.” Feng Nanshu nonchalantly retorts, standing tall.

“You think I’m foolish? It must be Gao Wenhui’s doing. Now, I can barely bring myself to look at you.”

Feng Nanshu’s gaze softly meets his: “Jiang Qin, you’re a good person.”

After a moment’s eye contact, Jiang Qin takes a deep breath: “You’re going to mess me up, you know. Your good friend’s blood, especially.”

The little rich girl gently slips her hand into his pocket: “Jiang Qin, I know I’m wrong, but I dare to do it again next time.”

“Little demon…”

“Big bear.”

After dinner, the lights of the sports stadium gleam brightly, and the freshmen from the School of Finance have already entered and taken their seats as directed by the teachers.

But when people from the financial class 2 see Qi Qi sitting quietly in her own seat, many puzzled looks follow.

Wasn’t it said that Qi Qi and Senior Jiang had an appointment to watch the evening event together and even told them to sit in the front row behind the presidential platform? How come it’s just her sitting obediently in her own seat now?

There are no walls that sound can’t penetrate. Although unknown who spread the news, it didn’t take long before everyone knew about the developments under the girls’ dorm.

Senior Jiang was indeed waiting downstairs, but not for Qi Qi?

That can’t be right. Wasn’t it said that senior Jiang doesn’t have a girlfriend? And the School of Finance doesn’t even have a school beauty. Who could match such a radiant man?

“Senior Jiang is really strange, isn’t he? To not like beautiful girls?”

Hearing this, Guan Wensi turns her head: “I only have three words for it—no taste!”

Wang Linlin finds Guan Wensi’s remark somewhat offensive and hesitates before speaking: “Do you really not remember or pretend not to? Senior Jiang Tian said that Jiang Qin likes someone named Feng Nanshu—a very beautiful girl from the School of Finance.”

“Oh right, I remember now. Senior Sister Song Qingqing also mentioned that,” Sun Na suddenly recalls the rumor.

At the time, they didn’t pay much attention to Jiang Qin and weren’t at all focused on this detail. Later, when senior Jiang made the news, their attention was all on him, their eyes blinded by his aura, totally forgetting this point.

Laughing, Guan Wensi responds: “I saw a post on Zhihu last year about a school beauty contest at Linchuan University. The School of Finance didn’t even make the finals. Think about it: a department that didn’t even make the finals, how beautiful can the prettiest girl there be?”

Sun Na is surprised: “Our School of Finance didn’t even make it to the finals?”

“Yeah. So that person, no matter how pretty, is just a department beauty, at most. But look at Qi Qi; she’s definitely at the school beauty level. That’s why I say senior Jiang really has no taste, right Qi Qi?”

“It’s not necessarily so. Everyone has their own taste. Some people look really beautiful but aren’t his type. He can’t help but not be moved by them. But if someone fits his type, even if they are ordinary, he would like them,”

Qi Qi says this, attempting to sound casual as she chuckles.

Everyone immediately understands; by ‘especially beautiful,’ she refers to herself, and by ‘ordinary,’ she means the girl senior Jiang went to meet.

After thinking for a while, Guan Wensi sips her lips: “Actually, that makes some sense. If everything else fits, even if the person isn’t as beautiful as Qi Qi, the right person would still like them.”

Sun Na also nods in agreement: “They say men are visual animals, but there are always exceptions. Compared to mere appearances, Senior Jiang might prefer the soul.”

As they engage in spirited discussion, a buzz of murmurs suddenly emerges from the entrance of the gymnasium: “Look, senior Jiang has arrived.”

Jiang Qin’s TV appearance had indeed created a stir. His presence was bound to cause commotion, which is quite normal.

Meanwhile, the chattering girls of Class Two couldn’t help but turn around, their eyes glued to the entrance, curious about the girl Jiang was supposedly there to meet.

The next second, a girl in a white chiffon dress walked in, standing right behind Jiang Qin. Her right hand was tightly held by him. She looked aloof, with striking beauty and an aristocratic, pure demeanor that outshone even the heiresses in TV dramas.

The new students were momentarily dazzled, feeling as if a cool, ethereal moonlight had bathed the room, full of celestial grace.

“Holy crap, a fairy! I believe in magic again. Hey, who is that with the senior?”

“Jiang Qin’s girlfriend, Feng Nanshu.”

“From another school?”

“No, she’s also from our School of Finance,” a knowledgeable senior replied with a smile, proud as if basking in reflected glory.

The inquiring student was taken aback: “Then why isn’t she the belle of Linchuan? With such looks, winning first place would take just a moment, wouldn’t it?”

“You know Jiang founded Zhihu, right? It’s rumored that he specifically asked Feng Nanshu not to participate in the beauty contest, fearful that others might gaze at his girlfriend too much.”

“Really?”

“Yes, just search on Zhihu. The words ‘Nanshu’ have always been a blocked term.”

Overhearing this conversation, Guan Wensi and her friends held their breaths, stunned. After a moment, they mechanically turned to look at Qi Qi.

On seeing Feng Nanshu, Qi Qi was in disbelief, involuntarily biting her lip, her eyes a complex mix of emotions.

Since mastering makeup, Qi Qi had never felt insecure. But now, she felt utterly eclipsed.

Qi Qi took a deep breath and turned her head away silently, thereafter choosing not to speak a word, but inside, she felt unsettled, as if she had suddenly gone through a breakup.

Yes, all men in the world are visual creatures; no exceptions. If he’s not interested in you, it’s just because you’re not beautiful enough.

“She’s so, so pretty.”

Guan Wensi just sat down again, her eyes full of amazement.

Is this what they call plain? What chance do other girls have then? The girl Jiang was waiting downstairs for, she really seemed like a celestial being.

If one were to compare, Qi Qi with makeup suddenly seemed quite ordinary, and without makeup…

At this thought, Guan Wensi caught her breath and, like Qi Qi, fell silent.