Chapter 103: What Kind of Girl Do You Like?

“Shi An, over here—”

When Chen Shi An fully came into view, Li Wanyin smiled and called out to him, instinctively taking a step forward toward the retractable gate at the school entrance.

Because of the time difference between their work and school schedules, Li Wanyin usually saw Chen Shi An when he was returning home after evening self-study. Now, standing here on his campus and seeing him in his school uniform, the feeling was truly extraordinary.

At noon,

Brother Qing Yue had returned to his old habits. Although he still couldn’t remember the past, he was able to act like a normal person again. This brought great comfort to Lan Junyao. Though there was some sadness in her heart, compared to those unhappy memories, it was better to forget them.

Cui Mo was a well-known figure throughout the entertainment industry; before provoking him, one had to keep a respectful distance.

“No! Yao Zhuo, I beg you, don’t treat me like this. Let me see Luo Po. I really, really miss him…” Su Zhixin cried out once more, each word expressing her deep affection and care for Luo Po.

On the way here, Zhang Yuan and Yin Yi explained Kong Xuan’s status in the entertainment circle. He was the only one revered as the God of Song, having won all five major Star Federation music awards and ten consecutive Grammys—a legendary figure.

The incantation was lengthy, yet their chanting speed, frequency, and rhythm were perfectly synchronized, as if they were two halves of a predestined pair.

Oh my! Was that a compliment from my idol? What does it mean when he says I’m beautiful? Am I genuinely pretty, or is it sarcasm?

“Let’s go!” Chu Mo leaned in and suddenly took Yao Mowan’s hand, speaking with solemnity.

Mu Xiaojing’s anger flared up instantly at Cui Mo’s words. “What do you mean, ‘why did I come?’ Am I not supposed to? Fine! I ruined your plans, so I shouldn’t have come! Sorry! I’ll leave right now! You continue—pretend I was never here!” With that, Mu Xiaojing turned to leave but was grabbed by Cui Mo.

“No, we’re heading into the secret chamber early tomorrow morning. We don’t know when we’ll come out, so it’s best not to disturb her.” Guan Jian said this as he bent down and gently patted Bai Feng’s head.

“Add a thousand taels of gold, how about that?” Lei Huo said, his gaze at the Dragon Hidden Emperor tinged with a hint of jealousy.

Qiu Suya hadn’t expected that old lady to appear so kindhearted. Not only was her demeanor gentle, but her words were also soft. However… when those phoenix-like eyes looked at her, a sharp glint flashed through them.

“Old Jiang, you called us here today—is there an important announcement?” a shareholder nearby asked.

Because it was their own sister who had initiated the challenge, Mei Xin had already explained everything yesterday. Neither of them blamed Dou Kou but were very worried about her.

Anyone who knew about that matter would surely mock them, either openly or behind their backs, whenever they saw these few people.

After Lin Yuxi saw Lin Beicheng walk inside, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed onto the dining table. Having walked such a long way, her legs were weak. She didn’t want to think about bathing or anything else; all she wanted was to sleep well in her own bed, even if she knew she was filthy.

It wasn’t that she had noticed the signs herself, but Dr. Han, that fool, had told him directly, adding that lovesickness had no cure and that he had to rely on himself.

“Did you see her phone just now?” The short man furrowed his brows, suddenly seeming to remember something.

However, at present, it was still far too difficult to secure one-fifth of the kills in a million prize pool and survive until the end.

Unable to resist, she reached out to touch his face. Her fingers trembled uncontrollably, her heart aching beyond measure.

It was evident the palace had been rebuilt; its color scheme was colder and more austere than the former Yequ Palace, embodying the majesty of the royal family at every turn.