"......."
Condis: "You're not saying anything! I knew it! That's exactly what you think of me!"
There's also competition among the second generation. A second-generation heir like Shi Youxi, who is both handsome and capable, is a thorn in the side of a lazy playboy like Kandis!
The girls at school were all captivated by his appearance, but only Condis knew that Shi Youxi's true appearance was definitely not as beautiful as he appeared.
"It's one thing for them to say that about me, but even you say that about me! Can't you at least try to lie to me? Where's the subtlety and friendliness of you Chinese people?!"
Mu Yiran thought there was no rich second-generation heir more naive and innocent than Guan Shiyan. She glanced at Kandis, who was in front of her, planning to run away from home in protest, counting her money with snot and tears streaming down her face, and felt that she was really ignorant.
"...Buzzing!"
Tessa texted her, urging her to hurry up, but she didn't know what it was about. Looking at the blond boy throwing a tantrum at the door, Mu Yiran wiped her face and said:
"Your designs for this issue have been published, and someone wants to buy your necklace."
"Huh? Really! How much?" Condis stopped wiping his nose with the necklace he was about to use as a tissue.
Mu Yiran estimated, "If your glass is of good quality, it'll be 3000."
Kandis was clearly taken aback, her eyes widening in shock as she pulled up her G brand haute couture jacket and wiped her face clean.
Mu Yiran found it amusing, "Do you still think you're worthless now?"
Kandis stroked the necklace frame, which hadn't yet been inlaid with glass beads, with obvious affection, her tone unconsciously lowering, "But this is what you came up with."
Mu Yiran: "I only offered my opinion; you were the one who came up with this design."
She picked up the unbaked dough sticks on the table. "In my eyes, this is you."
She then picked up a vintage necklace on display at the academy, its shimmering glass tulips sparkling with a clear, bright blue under the lights. "This is you too."
"Before the glass is cast and shaped, no one would want to use it as a mirror because it cannot reflect the true nature of glass. But once it is made into beautiful jewelry and handicrafts, so many people are willing to pay for it."
Mu Yiran pointed to the necklace that Candice was clutching tightly and said with a faint smile, "And you already have one."
"Why deny yourself before it's even been poured and shaped? You haven't even seen what beautiful colors it will turn into, have you?"
"......."
Candice stared blankly at Mu Yiran, her nose still running. The woman's eyes were smiling, and the brilliance in them was more dazzling than shattered glass.
"I don't know how your parents see you, and I can't put myself in your shoes. In my opinion, this isn't something to be sad about; you just haven't found yourself yet."
"But it's not lost, you'll find it eventually."
Tessa's text message had turned into a phone call. Mu Yiran saw that the giant baby in front of her was completely fooled by her, and nodded in satisfaction.
She stretched out two fingers, grabbed his clean shirt hem, swept him aside, and slipped out of the classroom in an instant.
The sound of the door closing startled Candice, who jolted back to reality and ran out, shouting, "Ran! You're so good to me! I love you!"
Mu Yiran heard his footsteps approaching and warned, "I need to go to the restroom, don't follow me!"
Kandis immediately stopped, withdrew the heart shape she had made, and happily returned to the classroom clutching the necklace.
As he passed the lecturer's desk, Kandis glanced at the drawing paper on it and stopped. After hesitating for a few seconds, he reached out and took out the drawing paper that was under his textbook.
It was a sketch of a boy.
Candice immediately recognized the waiter's uniform the boy was wearing as Hell's uniform from Heaven Hell.
It was clearly a painting, but Mu Yiran painted it as if she had found this person to paint it, because Candice had never seen which model she was using as a reference.
I do see her browsing London bars and clubs from time to time.
Hmm... Could it really be that they're looking for the boy in the painting?
Compared to the first few days after they met, Condis felt that Mu Yiran had become a bit strange.
It's become strangely good.
Candice took a picture of the portrait on the drawing paper with her phone and asked someone to look for it. If they found it, she would give them a surprise, hehe!
...
Following Tessa's message, Mu Yiran arrived at the conference room in the administration building, only to find that Tessa was holding a meeting with students. Upon seeing her, Tessa stopped the meeting.
"This is the invitation to the weekend dance you asked me for." Tessa handed her an invitation.
Mu Yiran took it with a puzzled look on her face. "When will I ask you for it—"
I was about to ask a question, but I immediately shut up when I saw the invitation letter listed the special guest.
This is a networking ball that invites emerging British designers, some of whose names will likely appear repeatedly in fashion headlines for the next five years.
Mu Yiran's eyes secretly lit up as she stuffed the invitation into her pocket. "Then I'll be going now."
Tessa sneered and grabbed her, "Where are you going!"
Mu Yiran was led by her to the classroom next to the conference room. She had never been here before and did not know what these classrooms were used for, but the students in the conference room were all focused on the two of them. Mu Yiran did not dare to move at all and could only walk forward hand in hand with her best friend Tesa.
Where are you taking me?
Tessa: "Where can you go? Mu Yiran, I see you've had a really carefree week. You don't even know what you're supposed to be doing anymore!"
Mu Yiran understood.
This woman is bound to "accidentally" run into Shi Youxi again.
"I've done everything I could, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
This week, at Tesa's request, Mu Yiran repeatedly tried to frame Shi Youxi.
For example, the day before yesterday.
Tesa tricked Shi Youxi into going to the teachers' lounge to deliver documents under the name of Mu Yiran, thinking that Shi Youxi would witness her bathing in a sensual and alluring manner.
Her plan was brilliant, but what she hadn't considered was that the lounge not only had a bathtub, but also something even more irresistible—
toilet.
Mu Yiran couldn't get up after sitting for a while, so she urgently called a halt to Shi Youxi, who almost barged in according to the script.
There were no explicit scenes, but the aroma was quite "shitty".
That night, Tessa applied to the college to have the toilet in the lounge removed.
If it fails the first time, there's always a second time.
The day before yesterday.
Tesa called Mu Yiran to the small rooftop of the academy. Before anyone could react, Tesa pushed her off, sending her plummeting 1.2 meters from a height of nearly three meters.
Tessa looked with satisfaction at the two people lying intertwined on the ground, and shouted:
"Oh my god! Ran, are you alright? Who did you run over?! Did you accidentally kill your savior?!"
Mu Yiran, who was being pinned to the ground by Youxi, was speechless.
The scene of Guan Shiyan saving her life flashed through her mind, and then she glanced at Shi Youxi, who was lying leisurely beneath her, completely at her mercy. Mu Yiran was about to break!
Despairing, he said to Shi Youxi:
"How about we switch places? I'll be on the bottom and you'll be on top. To thank me for not killing you, you can repay me for saving your life."
"Hmm, good idea..."
Shi Youxi kept his arm around her waist and saw Tesa running towards them through Mu Yiran's back.
He grabbed Mu Yiran by the back of her neck and pressed her down, making it appear from a distance that the two were kissing intimately, as if sparks had been ignited between them.
Only Mu Yiran heard the boy's smiling words:
“But that kind of persona is wrong. My sister said it was all about desire, passion, intention, and indulgence.”
Mu Yiran said fiercely, "Didn't you say you were easy to get?!"
The boy's mouth was covered by her, but his exposed eyes smiled like crescent moons, his long eyelashes rhythmically poking at the edge of her palm.
"That's not for Mu Yiran."
Ignoring whether the woman heard him or not, the young man immediately pushed Mu Yiran away with feigned disgust and left aloofly under Tesa's "you're not even going for it?" gaze.
Several designs failed to achieve the desired effect, and Shi Youxi guessed that Tesa and the people behind her would definitely take some action.
As expected.
Upon seeing Tessa show another video of a boy being abused, Mu Yiran suppressed her rising anger and disgust, and portrayed the heartache and helpless compromise of an older sister with genuine emotion.
Tessa stared sharply at her expression. "You're out of time. You haven't even touched Shi Youxi's hand this week!"
Mu Yiran retorted, "I already pinned him to the ground, and you're still not satisfied?"
Tessa scoffed, "What I want is a fleshy kiss."
Mu Yiran: "...What exactly do you want from Shi Youxi?"
She thought Tessa would tell her directly, but the woman was uncharacteristically stern-faced and narrowed her eyes.
"You don't need to know. Just do what you're supposed to do. Although Shi Youxi ignores you, he hasn't laid a hand on you. He's only letting you stay because of that. Otherwise, would you and your brother be living so comfortably?"
Tessa grabbed her chin and mocked her relentlessly: "Living in a big apartment and enjoying a life that isn't yours, being a respected teacher, have you forgotten that you're just a stripper making a living?!"
"..."
"It's so pitiful to be your younger brother. As an older sister, you can live a carefree life outside, but as a younger brother, you have to pay for it with your life."
"..."
Seeing the woman's eyes turn cold, Tessa teased mischievously:
"If you're so capable, then take your brother and run. Let's see how far you can run. If you can't, then you'd better do my job obediently."
The two arrived at a door. Tessa turned the doorknob and, before pushing the person in, said to Mu Yiran, "I want to see you by his side at the dance this weekend."
"Thump!"
Mu Yiran was pushed inside and bumped into Shi Youxi, who was standing upright holding the fabric.
Shi Youxi shifted her stiff knees, her voice indifferent: "Teacher Mu, is there something you need?"
"..."
She heard no footsteps coming from the crack in the door behind her. Mu Yiran scratched her hair and forced a weak smile.
"Um, do you need a fitting model?"
The young man slowly raised an eyebrow, sat down unhurriedly in the chair, and his gaze fell on the woman's exposed calves, moving upwards inch by inch.
Shi Youxi's eyes darkened, and he chuckled softly, "Alright."
"Then take it off."
"..."
...
Hearing this, Shi Si, who was eavesdropping in the basement of Shimen, slapped Guan Shiyan, who was playing hide-and-seek with a white mouse next door, and cursed loudly:
"You think you can give her advice? You're so clever, so clever!"
Guan Shiyan, who was hiding and running away: Damn it, if I had known she would do it, I would have said more!
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