Chapter 90: Chapter 90: Reminiscence of Youthful Days

Feng Siyu finally gave up the idea of continuing to call after being hung up on three times by Lu Yanchuan, and instead started sending messages to Qiao Yi.

Qiao Yi was curled up in the comforter like an ostrich, surrounded by Lu Yanchuan’s scent, which surprisingly gave her a sense of security.

After Feng Siyu had completely quieted down, Qiao Yi no longer felt like sleeping and quietly nestled in Lu Yanchuan’s arms, enjoying the hard-won peace.

“Ding ding ding–”

Qiao Yi, in the end, was defeated by the alarm clock, rolling around under the covers not wanting to get up.

Lu Yanchuan watched her amusingly, only after getting dressed did he reach out and pull out… a ruffled little beauty from the bed.

Qiao Yi hummed discontentedly, and without any resistance, Lu Yanchuan helped her to sit up.

Seeing that she seemed to have woken up, Lu Yanchuan turned and went to the bathroom to wash up, but by the time Lu Yanchuan came out, Qiao Yi had already burrowed back into the comforter.

Giving up on the idea of getting Qiao Yi out of bed, Lu Yanchuan, as usual, left a note before departing.

After Lu Yanchuan left, Qiao Yi laid in bed like a corpse until the phone by the bedside unwillingly rang again, only then did Qiao Yi climb up reluctantly.

“Hello…”

“How is it, my dear treasure!! Did the nights of pleasure completely drain your little body?!”

Feng Siyu just can’t speak like a normal person!

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Qiao Yi rolled her eyes and walked into the bathroom with the phone in tow.

“Spit it out, what do you want from me? Calling me early in the morning like summoning a ghost!”

Qiao Yi harbored a deep grudge. As for the person who disrupted her sweet dreams so early, Qiao Yi really wanted to drag her out of the phone and stuff her into the toilet.

Startled by Qiao Yi’s grudge, Feng Siyu laughed even weirder, or perhaps ‘lecherous’ would be a more accurate description.

“I know you’re addicted to beauty and can’t extricate yourself, but young people must learn to restrain themselves. Look, I know a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, I’ll get him to prescribe you a couple of remedies…”

Qiao Yi couldn’t stand it anymore and directly hung up, sitting on the toilet contemplating why she had ever thought she would get along well with Feng Siyu!

The phone rang once more, and this time Feng Siyu finally stopped teasing her and spoke about serious matters.

“Tomorrow is Yun Luoluo’s birthday, you’re coming with me!”

“She didn’t invite me, and we’re not that close anyway, I’d rather not go.”

Qiao Yi mumbled unclearly with her mouth full of foam.

“She did invite you. It’s just that you didn’t exchange contact details when you last met, so she came to me asking to deliver the invitation to you! I’ve done my part by bringing you the invitation. Whether you go is up to you!”

Feng Siyu was completely irritated by the sound of Qiao Yi gurgling mouthwash. The moment Qiao Yi moved the phone away, a high-pitched scream from Feng Siyu suddenly burst out on the other end.

“I’m telling you! You must go with me!!!!”

Despite Feng Siyu’s lethal scream, Qiao Yi remained calm, washing her face and brushing her teeth, even curling her hair.

Only when Feng Siyu finally tired of yelling did Qiao Yi pick up the phone again.

“Alright, I got it, I’ll send you the location, come pick me up.”

“It’s a deal, then!”

Feng Siyu’s temper flares up quickly and dissipates even faster; Qiao Yi managed to cheer her up in just a few sentences.

If her fans, who crazily chant “Yuan Goddess,” saw Feng Siyu like this, her impeccable image would probably shatter to pieces.

Thus, the only reason Feng Siyu can maintain her cool goddess persona in public is all thanks to Gu Ting’s exemplary work…

True to her word, before Qiao Yi could finish her meal, Feng Siyu burst in like a whirlwind.

“My ancestor! I’ve booked the beauty salon for you, why are you still eating? How can a fairy be eating like this!”

With a piece of egg pancake still in her mouth, Qiao Yi was bewilderedly dragged out of the restaurant by Feng Siyu and stuffed into a car.

“I haven’t eaten enough…”

Qiao Yi’s muted protest was ignored by Feng Siyu, who seemingly conjured two thick albums from thin air and placed them on Qiao Yi’s lap.

“Quickly pick one out, you must steal the show at the banquet tomorrow!”

Qiao Yi glanced at Feng Siyu in surprise, “Who’s going to be at the banquet tomorrow?”

“Li Xuesi and Jiang Zhuocheng!”

Seeing Feng Siyu’s fierce expression, Qiao Yi thought, as expected.

If there wasn’t someone special involved, Feng Siyu wouldn’t care so much about her appearance.

Qiao Yi, of course, knew both Li Xuesi and Jiang Zhuocheng, especially Li Xuesi, with whom she had plenty of past grievances.

Back when she was still in school, although Qiao Yi was the big sister there, not everyone liked her, and Li Xuesi was one of those who couldn’t stand her the most.

The Qiao Family and the Leng Family were competitors, which meant the relationship between Li Xuesi and Qiao Yi was already strained.

Moreover, Qiao Yi was so flamboyant in school that Li Xuesi opposed her at every turn.

The biggest point of contention between the two involved Jiang Zhuocheng.

Initially, Jiang Zhuocheng was like a little henchman beside Qiao Yi, and though many knew he had a crush on her, Qiao Yi, who was then bent on dominating Capital City, had no interest in romance.

Jiang Zhuocheng chased after Qiao Yi for two years until people thought they were a couple, but those who knew them were aware Qiao Yi consistently rejected him; it was just Jiang sticking to her relentlessly.

Somehow, Li Xuesi, plagued by who-knows-what issue, took a fancy to Jiang Zhuocheng, and after various incidents, he defected to Li Xuesi’s camp.

Outsiders thought Li Xuesi had stolen Qiao Yi’s man, and even Li Xuesi herself believed this, since Jiang Zhuocheng, to save face, willfully misrepresented his past relationship with Qiao Yi.

Those in the know couldn’t be bothered with Li Xuesi and Jiang Zhuocheng, so the misunderstanding perpetuated.

Until graduation day, when Li Xuesi inadvertently overheard a conversation between Feng Siyu and Qiao Yi, she realized that she had been smug about stealing Qiao Yi’s boyfriend for so long, which turned out to be a joke in their eyes!

Li Xuesi couldn’t tolerate this and confronted Qiao Yi right then, solidifying their feud from that point on.

All in all, these were the antics of youthful ignorance, but even after so many years, meeting again would undoubtedly be awkward.

“Since they are going, maybe I should skip it…”

Before Qiao Yi could finish, she saw Feng Siyu’s eyes slant sharply, leaving no room for resistance.

“No way! You must go! And you must make them kneel down and sing ‘Conquered’ to you!”

Seeing Feng Siyu’s determination, Qiao Yi fell silent and began to quietly flip through the two albums on her lap.