A warm breath brushed against her earlobe, and Rong Shenghan's body tensed instantly. He then chuckled and flipped her over, pinning her to the sofa: "It had better be this way."

His kiss was filled with the eagerness of something lost and then regained, but in the intervals between his responses, Yu Jiuyuan thought of the values ​​on the system panel.

Xie Zhecheng's positive emotion value is as high as 105, Yuan Xu has already been won over, and although Lin Yanran's favorability is low, it is also steadily increasing.

The next morning, Yu Jiuyuan made a special trip to the literary society.

Xie Zhecheng was organizing ancient books. She walked over and handed him a bookmark, saying casually, "I took the day off to go home yesterday and didn't have time to tell you. There were some things to take care of at the old house, but I've finished them."

Xie Zhecheng paused, and when he looked up, the coldness in his eyes faded slightly: "Hmm."

"I've already got the venue approved by the student council for the literary society's exchange meeting next week."

Yu Jiuyuan traced the annotations on the page with her fingertips, "I read your article 'A Study of the Prosody of Ancient Chinese Poetry,' it's excellent."

The perfectly timed attention made Xie Zhecheng's ear tips turn slightly red. He adjusted his glasses and said, "Thank you."

After leaving the literature club, Yu Jiuyuan went to the biology lab.

Yuan Xu was intently staring at the microscope when she walked over. He immediately looked up, his eyes lighting up: "Yuan Yuan!"

"I heard you stayed in the lab all night last night?" Yu Jiuyuan picked up the thermos cup next to him and found it was empty. "I asked the aunt to stew some bird's nest, it's on your desk."

Yuan Xu's attention instantly shifted from the experimental data to her, and like a large dog that had just been satisfied, she whispered, "Thank you, Yuan Yuan."

In the afternoon, in the student union office, Lin Yanran was frowning at a pile of reports.

Yu Jiuyuan went in, picked up the place he had marked wrong, and circled it with a red pen: "The data here is incorrect. It should be a weighted average."

Lin Yanran looked up, his face still bearing the arrogance of youth, but his tone softened: "I understand."

“Tomorrow’s the weekend, want to go to the equestrian club together?” Yu Jiuyuan put down her pen and asked casually, “You said last time you wanted to try out that new Arabian horse.”

Lin Yanran was taken aback for a moment, then snorted softly, "I'll reluctantly go with you since you're so sincere."

After a round of reassurance, the mood values ​​on the system panel remained stable.

Yu Jiuyuan leaned against the office window, watching the students walking by in groups downstairs, a faint smile playing on her lips.

Just then, my phone vibrated. It was a message from an unknown number: "Xiao Yuan, don't take what your elders said today to heart."

Yu Jiuyuan's eyes turned cold instantly, then returned to normal.

She deleted the message and turned around to find Rong Shenghan standing at the door, holding the scarf she had left at the villa. He smiled gently and asked, "Are you busy?"

"Just finished." Yu Jiuyuan walked over and naturally took the scarf, wrapping it around her neck. "Have you been waiting long?"

Rong Shenghan's gaze fell on her phone screen. Although he could only see a black screen, he keenly sensed her emotional fluctuations just now.

He reached out and put his arm around her waist, his tone tentative: "You seemed unhappy earlier, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Yu Jiuyuan tilted her head back and kissed his chin, her tone light. "I just thought about having one more 'trouble'."

She didn't explain what the "trouble" was, and Rong Shenghan didn't press her for an answer.

Some things are best left unsaid, and that's the best kind of understanding between them.

As night deepened, Yu Jiuyuan lay on the large bed in the villa, with Rong Shenghan fast asleep beside her.

She stared at the ceiling with her eyes open, the name Ji Luoqin flashing through her mind—Ji Nianqin's twin brother, an even more elusive figure than Ji Luoqin.

A notification suddenly popped up on the system panel: [New target detected: Ji Luoqin. Current affinity: Unknown.]

Yu Jiuyuan's lips slowly curved upwards, a hint of excitement flashing in her eyes.

Another "toy" is coming, and this training game seems to be getting more and more interesting.