Chapter 548: Brazen as if Intoxicated

The bus soon arrived and the light rain outside continued to drizzle.

The cold autumn night became damp, and even the warm lights along the road could not penetrate the rain, making everything look misty and profound.

College students headed to the movies disembarked at Linchuan Station, dispersing towards the entrance like a tide.

As soon as Young Master Cao entered, he started complaining about hunger: “Damn, typical of Old Jiang’s treat, feels like we never ate.”

Jiang Qin chuckled: “Doggie, where are your manners?”

“Looks like the restaurant upstairs hasn’t closed yet. Let’s grab some night snacks before heading back.”

Ren Ziqiang rubbed his stomach and said, “Hotpot really doesn’t fill you up. Are you coming with us, Brother Jiang?”

“I’ll pass. Snacks at night are bad for the abs. My stomach isn’t just mine anymore, go ahead, I and the little rich girl will wait up front for you guys.”

Jiang Qin patted his stomach and watched them head to the cafeteria. The next second, he was playfully kicked from behind by the little rich girl, not hard but unexpectedly.

Turning his head, he saw the cold but cute celestial beauty looking at him, her long beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings seemed ready for another kick.

“Feng Nanshu, why did you kick me?”

“Don’t know, just felt like it~”

Jiang Qin found her quite bold tonight, especially after returning from the restroom at Wanzhong Mall, possessing almost a tsundere girl vibe but not quite the previous little jealous spirit, confusing indeed.

But Jiang’s butt isn’t for just anyone to kick, he reached out to catch her.

Yet, the nimble little rich girl proved harder to catch than a pig during New Year’s, until Jiang Qin took a shortcut via the corridor to finally catch her at the door of Body Beauty Tower, embracing her fully.

The two stared at each other for three seconds and then kissed against a stone pillar by the door.

When the emotional overflow felt like too much to stop, every moment alone made them want to kiss.

Especially when a good friend acts boldly, you always want to make her listen to you with a kiss.

But Feng Nanshu didn’t seem to settle even after being kissed, squirming in his arms like a feisty kitten, still looking defiant after the kiss.

Jiang Qin couldn’t stand the provocation and smacked her butt twice, which led her to lightly bite him, then more smacks followed by more bites.

Although not painful, this was rather stimulating, but Jiang still felt something was off.

“Do you like it when I spank you?”

“I do not…”

“You seem a bit evasive when you deny it.”

“Okay, maybe a tiny bit…”

Jiang Qin laughed out loud, thinking he always saw this as punishment, and yet she took it as a reward, then proceeded to ‘reward’ her twice more.

Suddenly, Feng Nanshu calmed down, quietly leaning against Jiang Qin’s chest, not fussing or making noise.

She had been dazed since coming out of the restroom at the hotpot restaurant, feeling intoxicated as if she had drunk, with ‘first love’ floating repeatedly in her mind.

Jiang Qin didn’t know what she was thinking, only noticing her ears were burning hot, so he couldn’t resist nibbling them.

“You didn’t sneak a drink during hotpot, did you? You seem a bit unrestrained.”

“I didn’t drink.”

Smelling the faint fragrance of the young girl on her, Jiang Qin couldn’t help asking, “Really? You seem drunk to me.”

Feng Nanshu lifted her face seriously: “Maybe it’s the power of friendship.”

“Makes sense.”

The little rich girl squinted, thinking she could even sell her brother to handsome guy recycling for a good price and he’d happily count the money for her.

The Body Beautiful Tower was close to the college supermarket and not far from the female dormitory of the School of Finance; Jiang Qin’s memory suddenly returned to freshman year, picking her up here for a stroll outside.

Back then, the little rich girl was too aloof, really hard to approach kind of goddess.

Especially during her early days at school when she even didn’t know how to smile kindly at her dorm mates, and it seemed it was right next to that stone boulder where he had taught her.

But the little rich girl had learned much since then – cute, silly, bold, jealous, gossipy, sometimes flirty, a stark contrast to the Feng Nanshu who kept herself locked away in her heart.

Jiang Qin thought this might actually be her true nature, possibly even cuter if she were born into a complete and loving family.

It was only because her wealthy family lacked love that she had to use aloofness as armor.

“By the way, little rich girl, where is your household registration book?”

“?”

Feng Nanshu paused, baffled by the sudden, nonsensical question.

After asking, Jiang Qin also paused, casually turning his head: “Where the heck has Old Cao gone? He’s so slow…”

Meanwhile, Gao Wenhui had just closed up at Xitian and was passing by the Body Beauty Tower when she stopped in her tracks.

Through the dim night mingled with street light, she saw Jiang Qin pinning his best friend against the wall, one hand sneaking inside her coat, wrapping around her slender waist from behind, two words popped in her head: very risky.

As a dormmate, Gao Wenhui was well aware of how perky Feng Nanshu’s butt was, really a bargain for Jiang Qin.

At that moment, Feng Nanshu, resting against Jiang Qin’s shoulder, spotted Gao Wenhui and shyly snuggled further into his arms, only her eyes visible.

Jiang Qin, sensing something, turned to look at Gao Wenhui: “Who’s there? Show up already, stop peeping at people making friends!”

“Come on, lurking in a dark corner doing who knows what at this hour? Even got your lips all red. This is a secret meeting!”

“Damn, you’re good at summing things up…”

Jiang Qin smoothed out Feng Nanshu’s sweater a bit: “Took the little rich girl to see ‘Those Years We Chased the Rich Guys’.”

Gao Wenhui paused: “You mean the girl everyone chased?”

“Same idea.”

“Also bumped into Jiang Qin’s ex-best friend,” added Feng Nanshu.

Jiang Qin turned to her: “Just saw her, didn’t even talk!”

“Brother still regrets not talking to his ex-best friend.”

“?”

Gao Wenhui felt a pang: “Eh, Feng Nanshu, you were quite sassy just now, who taught you that?”

Feng Nanshu walked over, pulling her towards the dorm: “Good person, save the talk, come watch ‘Temptation to Go Home’ with me in the dorm.”

“……”

Jiang Qin watched them head back, then spotted the two latecomers in the dorm.

He was about to question them, thinking did you guys fall into the pot buying snacks? But seeing the small red mouths of Young Master Cao and Ren Ziqiang, the three of them silently agreed to keep quiet.

Jiang Qin then realized it wasn’t about not being full from hotpot; it was about the unfinished business in the fire escape.

The three of them then walked towards their dorm, suddenly talking seriously about the international situation until they pushed open the dorm door.

Chao was sitting in the dorm, staring out the window, feeling life was worthless.

Jiang Qin walked over, thinking let me, still single, comfort Brother Chao!!!

However, before he could get close, Cao Guangyu and Ren Ziqiang caught him, persuading him to drop the idea.

He was a bit anxious for Chao, feeling he was limiting himself.

Can’t find a girlfriend? Could still find a clingy female friend who likes you, that’s pretty sweet too.

Jiang Qin sat at the table, picked up a mirror, and looked at the light bite marks along his lips.

“The little rich girl bit pretty hard at the end…”

“Despite being a cold rich beauty, she fancies spanking.”

“……”

The next morning, as the light rain eased, Linchuan welcomed a warming autumn day.

On the lawn, under the streetlight, the speakers repeatedly played “Those Years,” atmosphere quite sentimental.

Jiang Qin had breakfast at the school cafeteria and, facing the rising sun, drove to the Group-Buy Headquarters.

It was eight in the morning. Lu Feiyu and Wen Jinrui had already arrived, but it wasn’t officially work hours yet, so everyone was chatting in the rest area.

Lu Feiyu, who had also seen “Those Years” last night, was now sitting in the office feeling sentimental and had posted several film reviews on Tonight’s Headlines, deeply reminiscing about the years he spent being a loyal follo Becky.

“Boss, good morning. Did you see ‘Those Years’?”

“Saw it. It was exhilarating.”

Lu Feiyu paused: “A movie about the pain of youth, and you found exhilarating points?”

Jiang Qin sprawled confidently in his chair: “Those years, countless loyal followers chased that girl, and in the end, she married guys like us with money. Isn’t that feeling exhilarating?”

“Crap, my mindset just opened up.”

Lu Feiyu’s eyes lit up: “The same movie, different identity perspectives lead to totally different understandings. This can definitely be used in our content creation on the headlines.”

Su Nai walked in, sucking on a pouch of yogurt: “Boss, the new algorithm has passed testing, it goes live next week.”

“Good job, Nai Nai.”

Lu Feiyu turned to Su Nai: “Sis Nai, did you see ‘Those Years’? How did it feel? As a girl, you probably empathized with the female lead, right?”

Su Nai gave him a look, pondering for a while before speaking: “I don’t fancy such movies. All that mushy stuff, as if you can’t live without love, that doesn’t align with my views. But I downloaded a similar genre story on my computer yesterday, felt more comfortable than ‘Those Years’.”

“Hmm? Is there a similar movie?”

“Yeah, isn’t it just about several men taking turns with one woman, plenty of those.”

“?”

Lu Feiyu was momentarily confused: “Boss, are Sis Nai and I talking about the same kind of movie?”

Jiang Qin coughed lightly: “Sort of, but she’s talking about scenes ‘Those Years’ omitted, never filmed, sort of an added flavor.”

“?????”