He Jing winked at her and asked, "You admire Cheng Yi a lot, right?"

She had an innocent and harmless expression, as if it were just a simple question.

Sister Ma's internal alarm bells were ringing, but she still answered without hesitation: "Of course, Miss Cheng Yi is the most perfect girl I have ever met."

Anyone would like her and be infatuated with her. This liking and infatuation has nothing to do with gender; it is a pursuit of excellence.

However, He Jing said, "I have an invitation to a banquet that I can give you. As long as you go, you will see her."

Sister Ma became even more wary, staring at He Jing for a long time before revealing a disdainful expression: "I think you're just trying to bribe me because you're embarrassed."

He Jing twirled a strand of hair between her fingers, her movements incredibly tender: "Of course, you don't have to."

Although Sister Ma is considered wealthy at No. 1 Middle School and can afford to enter the Belle Club, she is not even considered part of the elite circle.

An invitation to a high-class banquet is quite tempting.

Sure enough, Sister Ma was tempted. She thought for a minute and said, "One letter isn't enough. You have to give each of us sisters one letter at least."

"Sure."

He Jing readily agreed.

She agreed so readily that Sister Ma thought there was some trap involved and was about to back out when He Jing said, "However, the invitations are not in my hands right now. Leave your class and name, and I will send them to you tomorrow."

Sister Ma immediately dismissed the idea, and scoffed, "I think you're trying to mess with us!"

"Why?" He Jing smiled, pressed two fingers on her shoulder, leaned down, and whispered in her ear, "Anyway, you've already caught me red-handed. If I play a trick on you, you can tell everyone, right? Students at Yin Gao care about their reputation the most, and you can even see your idol..."

Sister Ma thought about it and agreed. Even if He Jing changed her mind, she would only lose one banquet at most, but she would have He Jing's reputation firmly in her grasp.

If she's lucky, she might be able to add Cheng Yi on WeChat at the banquet and become friends with him.

That He Ning...

"Fine, you better not back out, or you'll regret it."

He Jing smiled and said, "Of course."

The skirmish ended with the two conspiring to make a deal. The girls from No. 1 High School looked at each other in bewilderment. Liu Sisi felt a pang of sympathy for the other, while Shen Qiuyu secretly gloated.

They had already experienced He Jing's cunning firsthand; she was no pushover who broke Cheng Yi's scheme with just a few words during the school beauty incident.

The ceremony is over.

She completely enraged He Jing.

He Jing clearly wanted to do something big.

Sister Ma left her name and phone number and left. The bathhouse was given to the three girls. No sooner had the girls from No. 1 Middle School left than Shen Qiuyu couldn't wait to ask, "Sister Jing, what are you planning to do to them?"

"What do you mean by 'make it up'? I'm a civilized person." He Jing smiled at them. "I sincerely invited them to the banquet."

"And then what?"

"Then, of course, I went to tell my brother."

Having a brother wouldn't be stupid, so of course she had to find a grand and solemn occasion to solidify her identity. Just slapping him in the face wasn't enough; she had to make sure he never forgot it.

Shen Qiuyu's eyes lit up: "Let's see what they have to say then."

He Jing rested her chin on her hand and thought for a moment. It seemed like she hadn't cried in a long time. How could a girl not know how to cry? Tears are a girl's weapon!

Although, she was indeed quite aggrieved.