Chapter 484: The Witty Little Rich Girl

After leaving the men’s dormitory, Jiang Qin pocketed his hands and headed to the front square. Then, he casually strolled to the front of the Xitian Milk Tea shop.

He had just sent a QQ message to Gao Wenhui asking where the little rich girl was. Learning that she was at Xitian helping out, he decided to surprise her.

During his half-month absence, Gao Wenhui often messaged him saying the little rich girl missed him, was about to cry, and pined for a kiss.

Though student Gao often exaggerated, Jiang Qin partly believed her.

After all, it had been half a month. He and the little rich girl could only talk over the phone and couldn’t meet. Even he, proud and mighty, couldn’t help missing his good friend. How much more for Feng Nanshu, the cool yet tender-hearted cutie?

Boss Jiang pushed through the door curtain and saw Gao Wenhui wearing an apron and preparing milk tea at the counter.

Xitian recently started a delivery service to classes, so while the shop wasn’t crowded, the orders were overwhelming. Student Gao’s arms had become incredibly strong, even stronger than those of the legendary warrior.

“Student Gao, where’s that silly dear friend of mine?”

“She went across the street to buy roasted sweet potatoes. Wait, you’re back?”

Gao Wenhui looked utterly surprised as Jiang Qin walked in, clearly unaware of his return to school.

Jiang Qin was confused: “You have amnesia? Wasn’t it you who messaged me saying you were here?”

“No, since we started delivering to classes, I’ve been too busy to even touch my phone, let alone message you.”

“Damn, am I seeing ghosts then?”

Jiang Qin paused: “Where’s your phone?”

Gao Wenhui glanced around the counter: “Looks like Nanshu took it.”

“……”

Jiang Qin checked his phone. The chat with Gao Wenhui showed messages from ‘Student Gao’ saying Feng Nanshu dreamt of him last night, missed him, called for her brother daily, and was waiting for him.

After finishing a cup of milk tea, Gao Wenhui couldn’t help but lean out: “What’s up?”

“You haven’t messaged me this half month?”

“Seems like I haven’t.”

“I found the clue.”

Right after Jiang Qin spoke, he saw a new message from “Student Gao” asking if he had arrived.

Meanwhile, Gao Wenhui was shaking a milk tea cup behind the counter, evenly mixing the ingredients before bagging it.

Good grief, good grief, good grief…

Jiang Qin replied with “Not yet arrived” then told Gao Wenhui not to mention he had been there and quickly hid around the corner.

Soon enough, Feng Nanshu returned from outside with a chilly expression and cool gaze, placing the phone back on the counter: “Wenhui, here’s your phone. Don’t tell Jiang Qin I played with it.”

“?”

Gao Wenhui was utterly confused. What new trick had the couple developed?

Feng Nanshu, unaware of her confusion, opened the plastic bag and took out a small roasted sweet potato.

Today, she wore a pale blue sweatshirt, black jeans, sneakers, and socks with a carrot pattern. Seen from the side, her ponytail was high, her pure face delicate and stunning.

She peeled the sweet potato, took a spoon, and playfully swung her feet, “accidentally” eating it.

This adorable sight….

Unseen, Jiang Qin slipped out the back door and re-entered from the front: “Little rich girl, long time no see. Missed me?”

The little rich girl maintained her cool demeanor: “Just a little.”

“Did you know I was coming back today?”

“Not at all.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really.”

Jiang Qin pinched her cheek: “Feng Nanshu, you’re quite something! Half a month apart and you’re playing dual roles with your good friend now, huh?”

The little rich girl held her breath: “Brother, what are you talking about? Sister doesn’t understand.”

“Let me tell you. I came here earlier, but Gao Wenhui said she sent me no messages. Were you playing a role-playing game using her phone?”

“Well, I learned it from Wang Haini.”

Feng Nanshu knew she couldn’t hide it anymore and turned around, giving her roommate the big blame. Clever indeed.

Jiang Qin massaged her soft, tender face: “Wang Haini is notorious, dating four in three years. Why keep learning from her?”

The little rich girl nodded obediently: “Brother, I’m sorry. I won’t learn from her anymore.”

“Why don’t you tell me directly when you miss me? Friends can miss each other, right? We both… you know.”

“Okay, brother, I really missed you. But I feared disturbing your work,” Feng Nanshu’s eyes shined, filled with his reflection.

Jiang Qin was silent for a while: “So messaging me with Gao Wenhui’s phone doesn’t disturb me?”

“If I said I missed you, you’d immediately call to coax me. But when I use Gao Wenhui’s identity, you pretend not to see, not replying to her at all.”

“?”

Gao Wenhui felt a billion points hurt but soon realized: “Wait, wait, wait. Feng Nanshu, did you use my QQ to message Jiang Qin?”

“Wang Haini taught me. She’s a bad person.”

“Ah? Oh, right… she is bad, teaching you things she doesn’t even know herself. Make sure not to learn from her anymore.”

After speaking, Gao Wenhui patted her pocket feeling as if her purse had suddenly bulged, filled with overflowing wealth, quite exhausting her.

Jiang Qin watched their back and forth with a chuckle but said nothing.

However, he was puzzled, thinking how the little rich girl had even learned to use alternate accounts to test her good friend. Lucky he didn’t go for a foot wash yesterday, or she might’ve drunk all the vinegar in the university cafeteria out of jealousy.

At that moment, Feng Nanshu, noticing Jiang Qin’s displeased look, swiftly turned her head away, feigning ignorance.

But as the old saying goes, you can avoid a death sentence but not a beating.

Jiang Qin quickly took Feng Nanshu out of the milk tea shop, found a secluded spot, cornered her against a wall, and slowly, slowly, then all at once, kissed her cool, soft lips.

He knew full well that he had rushed back right after settling his business in Shanghai just because he missed her.

What else in the school could be worth pining for? Studies?

Jiang Qin embraced her slender waist, holding her soft, fragrant body tightly as if to meld her into his form, with more strength than ever before.

And the little rich girl gently leaned against the wall, slightly tilting her head back, arms around his neck, allowing him to indulge. Sometimes, while kissing, she would secretly open her eyes a bit and steal glances at him.

Yet Jiang Qin, too, had a habit of watching his good friend during kisses. So once, twice, thrice, their eyes finally met.

Feng Nanshu’s eyelashes trembled slightly. She quickly closed her eyes, then secretly opened them again, only to find Jiang Qin still watching.

Thus, the little rich girl too, kissed and watched him, her cheeks visibly blushing a lovely shade of pink, even tiptoeing to reach up to him.

After a long while, Jiang Qin released her small tongue. She then breathed heavily in his arms, saying nothing, just looking downward.

“Jiang Qin, the spare phone…”

“It’s the power of friendship.”

“Hmm…”

Before the little rich girl could finish, Jiang Qin kissed her silly again.

He wasn’t sure if anyone else in the world would kiss their good friend like this.

It probably isn’t right to kiss a friend until they’re silly, right?

Could this be what they call kissing close friends?

Half an hour later, both felt a numbness in their mouths, and then they found some stairs to sit on.

Jiang Qin sat on the highest step, pulling Feng Nanshu into his embrace, watching the trees sway in the wind, rustling, endless charm streaming forth.

They sat together without speaking, holding each other for a long time, shifting positions when tired, immersed in the tranquil secluded corridor as if the world held nothing else.

“What did you do at school when I was away?”

“Attended classes, slept, missed my good friend.”

Jiang Qin, sitting somewhat above her, naturally reached out and undid Feng Nanshu’s shoelaces, taking off her socks.

Feng Nanshu didn’t resist, taking out her phone to show him: “My good friend cup, I accidentally dropped it the day before yesterday.”

“We’ll buy a new one at the supermarket later.”

“Okay.”

Feng Nanshu obediently agreed, then snuggled in his embrace, her eyes filled with joy.

Jiang Qin massaged her feet and suddenly asked: “If you went back to the day of your college entrance exam, would you know what to write in your essay?”

“I would. I have a good friend who likes to play with feet and is great at kissing.”

Jiang Qin opened his mouth: “Then don’t even think about getting a single point.”

Feng Nanshu: “?”

As the sky darkened, Jiang Qin took Feng Nanshu to the supermarket. Initially planning to buy only a pink-white cup, he pondered and bought a blue-white one too.

New and old, both matched as good friend cups.

He then rummaged through the shelves, buying two big bags of snacks: “Give these to Wang Haini when we get back, say they’re from you.”

“Why?”

“Just do as I say.”

“Understood.”

Hearing Jiang Qin telling her to obey, Feng Nanshu felt bewildered but would sell herself if he asked.

Jiang Qin then watched her go upstairs. Seeing her wave from the fifth-floor window, he couldn’t help laughing, thinking it wasn’t fair to let Wang Haini take all the blame undeservedly—the snacks were compensation.

Student Gao might have also taken much blame, but as an employee of Xitian, it was her duty to cover for her boss.