Chapter 14 (Bug Fix) Bright eyes and sparse eyebrows, appearance...
The next morning, as soon as Ning Yao arrived at the classroom, she was spotted by Wan Hongye.
"I have a friend, come with me to meet him on Sunday."
At this moment... Bu Shuli, who was beside Wan Hongye, looked up from her book and looked at Wan Hongye.
Ning Yao turned around and looked at Wan Hongye with a puzzled expression. "Why are you so eager?"
Over the years, she and Wan Hongye have maintained a distant yet intimate relationship, seemingly not quite at the level of closeness that would make them feel like friends.
Wan Hongye said proudly, "Of course! I'm going to take you to see the person who's most suitable for this modern style!"
She went abroad a few years ago.
Now, she's back.
Wan Hongye was definitely going to bring the person in front of Ning Yao to show off.
So that Ning Yao wouldn't always complain about her hair.
Ning Yao looked at Bu Shuli beside her, "Are you going too?"
Bu Shuli nodded, "Of course I'll go."
The Cheng family hosted a banquet over the weekend and invited their family.
She just didn't expect that Wan Hongye would choose Ning Yao as her companion on a whim.
“Okay, I’ll go too.” Ning Yao had just agreed when Huo Li walked over and invited her over.
"Ning Yao, are you free this weekend?"
As soon as Huo Li walked over, everyone around fell silent.
His momentum is even stronger than it was a few years ago.
I recently heard that Huo Li has started his internship at the Chamber of Commerce, where he's dealing with seasoned business veterans.
I wonder if he finds them childish when he looks at them.
Ning Yao shook her head, "I just promised Wan Hongye that I would go with her to meet her friends."
Huo Li glanced at Wan Hongye and didn't try to win her over again.
They walked away quietly.
Wan Hongye almost lost her voice and canceled her promise to Ning Yao.
After Huo Li left, the group began to speak in short, fragmented sentences.
"Ning Yao, aren't you scared of Huo Li at all?" Lou Yu asked her.
Ning Yao shook her head, "Why should I scare Huo Li?"
Huo Li had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes; when he wasn't smiling, his appearance was indeed quite aggressive.
But aside from being a bit quiet, he never did anything.
Wan Hongye: "..."
Bu Shuli: "..."
Lou Yu: "..."
The three looked at each other, and each saw a sense of agreement in the other's eyes.
Ning Yao's family doesn't do business, so naturally she doesn't know what happened to the classmate who dropped out of school a year ago.
But the three of them knew very well.
He just offended Huo Li, was ostracized by Huo Li's business association, and eventually his family went bankrupt, forcing him to apologize and drop out of school.
However, everyone agreed not to mention these things to Ning Yao.
Over the past few years, about ten classmates have come and gone.
But no one can explain what exactly is going on between Huo Li and Ning Yao.
If Huo Li had taken a liking to Ning Yao, he never did anything about it.
After the gifts he sent were returned, he rarely sent Ning Yao anything again.
I've received similar invitations before, but the places I've gone to have were limited to bookstores and restaurants.
Moreover, it is said that among the birthday gifts Huo Li received at the beginning of the year when he had just turned twenty, there was a woman.
However, to say that Huo Li had no feelings for Ning Yao is unacceptable given his obvious preferential treatment of her.
If it weren't for Huo Li, Ning Yao definitely wouldn't have had such a smooth time in class.
At least in the past few years, no one has dared to give Ning Yao a hard time in class.
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Time flies, and Saturday is here in the blink of an eye.
Ning Yao had told Ning Yiwen in advance that they would walk separately after school on Saturday.
She and Wan Hongye went to a tailor shop and spent a silver dollar to rent a heavily embroidered cheongsam.
There were actually various dresses available, but Ning Yao was rather conservative and chose a high-necked, Chinese-style cheongsam with a knotted top and a silk satin fabric, decorated with Suzhou embroidery, and a slit that went up to her calves.
The cheongsam was very long, reaching her ankles.
On Wan Hongye's recommendation, Ning Yao tried on another pair of high heels.
I'm not used to it at all.
Ning Yao frowned.
Looking at myself in the mirror.
This isn't like her.
Moreover, her spending is far too extravagant.
Just to see someone.
"Do I really need to dress like this to attend the banquet you mentioned?" Ning Yao turned to look at Wan Hongye.
At this moment, Wan Hongye was marveling at the sight.
She never expected that Ning Yao, who always wore only Chinese-style school uniforms, would look so stunning in a cheongsam!
Her hair was still long and straight, and her oval face and slender waist were on full display. Most importantly, her chest was bulging.
Perhaps because she wasn't used to high heels, she walked with a swaying, graceful gait.
She was even more beautiful than she had imagined.
"It looks great, isn't that good?"
Ning Yao shook her head. "I think it's too expensive and not worth it."
Wan Hongye extended an index finger and shook it from side to side, pouting, "You might need to change your spending habits."
Ning Yao disagreed.
She even planned to take off her cheongsam and high heels.
Wan Hongye: "..."
After arguing for a while, Wan Hongye surrendered: "Fine, fine, I give up. I'll pay. I'll pay this amount, okay?"
Wan Hongye lowered her head, while Ning Yao remained hesitant.
After all, in her view, this wasn't about who should pay the bill, but rather whether it was worth it.
In the end, Ning Yao couldn't persuade Wan Hongye otherwise.
I rented this cheongsam for one silver dollar.
Wan Hongye then gifted her a pair of high heels.
Ning Yao carried the two large bags home.
At this time, Ning Yiwen was already at home.
Seeing her return, he ignored the two large bags and simply asked softly, "Have you eaten?"
Ning Yao shook her head.
Ning Yiwen gestured with his chin towards the kitchen, "I saved some food for you."
Ning Yao: "Thank you, Brother Ning. But I'm not in a hurry to eat."
As he spoke, he hurriedly carried the two bags back to his room.
Ning Yiwen only had time to catch a glimpse of some thick fabric peeking out from her slightly larger bag.
It's probably a piece of clothing.
Ning Yiwen didn't take it to heart and continued reading the book in her hands.
After a while, "Hey."
A voice came from Ning Yao's room.
Ning Yiwen turned his head and asked loudly, "Ning Yao? What's wrong?"
Ning Yao quickly replied that she was fine.
But he kept mumbling and stammering, not at all like anything was wrong.
Ning Yiwen was still worried, so he put the book back on the table and got up to go to Ning Yao's door.
"Ning Yao?"
He held his breath and could hear rustling sounds coming from inside the room.
"Ah." Another soft gasp came from inside the room.
Ning Yiwen frowned, and in a moment of panic, lifted the curtain.
Inside the small room, candles were burning brightly.
Ning Yao bent over to put on her clothes, but she couldn't reach the zipper at the back. She accidentally stumbled and fell face-first onto the bed.
What Ning Yiwen saw at that moment was Ning Yao lying on the bed, with her smooth, fair, half-covered back.
Ning Yiwen immediately lowered the curtain and turned around.
Her ears were flushed red, and her heart was pounding like a drum.
To avoid suspicion, Ning Yiwen even took a few steps away from Ning Yao's room.
"Brother Ning." Ning Yao's voice came.
Ning Yiwen looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and then replied, "What is it?"
Ning Yao said, "Brother Ning, come in and help me."
Ning Yiwen: "..."
If he says he can't help, wouldn't that mean he knows what she's doing, and Ning Yao will also know that he lifted the curtain?
But if he doesn't help...
Ning Yiwen closed his eyes, and a smooth back, as smooth as jade carving, instantly appeared before him.
This is terrible.
Ning Yiwen shook his head, paused for a moment, and then replied, "How can I help you?"
His tone was flat and even, with only a barely perceptible hoarseness in his voice.
Ning Yao was completely unaware. "Come in and help me with my zipper."
Ning Yiwen fell silent again.
"Brother Ning?"
Ning Yiwen remained standing in the same spot.
It took him a long time to reply: "I'm not suitable."
Ning Yao didn't see any problem with it, saying, "It's just you and me at home, no one else helps me."
"Hurry up!"
Under Ning Yao's repeated urging.
Ning Yiwen tiptoed towards her room, taking one step at a time, and entered her room.
It was still that bright, white expanse.
Ning Yiwen took a deep breath and told himself that this was the child he had raised from childhood.
He said in a low, hoarse voice, "Where can I help?"
"Here." Ning Yao stood up, straightening her back, her smooth back curving perfectly and alluring.
He pointed with the back of his finger at a small zipper button.
Ning Yiwen reached out, pinched the zipper, and carefully pulled it up.
Inch by inch, it concealed that captivatingly fair skin.
"alright."
After Ning Yiwen finished speaking, he tried to leave, but Ning Yao grabbed his wrist.
"Brother Ning, why are you in such a hurry to leave? I wore this for you to see."
As he spoke, he pulled Ning Yiwen back.
Ning Yao stood gracefully in front of Ning Yiwen.
Perhaps because she had just exerted a lot of effort to get dressed, Ning Yao's face was flushed.
A smile graced her small face, her eyes sparkled, and her long eyelashes fluttered, casting shadows that danced like butterflies at the corners of her eyes.
Ning Yiwen lowered his eyelids, his voice low and slightly hoarse: "Beautiful."
Ning Yao was so engrossed in the beautiful clothes that she was even happier when she heard Ning Yiwen's praise.
"And there's more."
She picked up her skirt, took two steps forward, and put on the high heels from the bag on the table.
He glanced at her casually as she lifted her skirt, revealing black high heels and white, jade-like ankles in a striking contrast.
He turned his head away as if he had been pricked by a needle.
"I've finished reading, I'm going out to read now."
He must be crazy to have gone into the room and stayed with her for so long.
Seeing Ning Yiwen about to leave, Ning Yao hurriedly stepped forward, momentarily forgetting that she was still wearing a pair of unfamiliar high heels.
"ah!"
As he took a step, his ankle twisted, and he fell to the left.
Ning Yiwen turned around upon hearing the sound, and with quick reflexes, he wrapped his right arm around her waist, intending to lift her up.
But he completely overestimated his composure.
The moment his fingers touched her waist, he instantly turned them into fists, not even daring to hug her directly.
Unable to exert any force with his hands, he failed to hold onto the person and instead lost his own balance.
He could only use himself as a cushion, and he fell solidly to the ground while holding Ning Yao.
"well."
"snort."
Two distinctly different voices came from their mouths.
Ning Yiwen held the person protectively in front of his chest, "Did you hurt yourself?"
Ning Yao seemed stunned by the fall, staring blankly at Ning Yiwen.
She seemed to have never seen Ning Ge from this angle before.
With bright eyes and sparse eyebrows, her appearance was as beautiful as jade.
His deep-set eyes were fixed on her without blinking, his thin lips were pursed, and his jawline was sharp, making him even more three-dimensional than when he was standing.
Ning Yao murmured, "Brother Ning, you're so handsome."
As she spoke, she wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face directly in his chest.
Ning Yiwen was startled.
A note from the author:
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Back then, most cheongsams were buttoned up, but I wanted to use a zipper. [Heart emoji][Heart emoji][Heart emoji]
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