Ye Mengyao: Wan'er, do you like Jiang Che?

Jiang Che sat in the classroom, beginning to study the new skill he had just acquired.

``` [God-level Disguise Technique]

God-level Disguise Technique: Can alter the host's appearance, height, and bone structure. With this skill, you can even disguise yourself as a girl. The System also generously provides a complementary skill: Master-level Ventriloquism

God-level Disguise Technique—this was no ordinary makeup skill; it was practically a superpower.

It could completely change one's appearance, from the inside out.

It was no exaggeration to say that, with this skill, Jiang Che, if he so desired, could completely transform himself into a woman.

Of course, Jiang Che wouldn't do that. As a straight man, if he were to become a woman, he'd rather die.

This skill seemed a bit niche, but it was always good to have more tricks up your sleeve. It's like, even if you're already 18 cm, you still want to break 20.

"Jiang Che! Jiang Che, what are you laughing about?"

Just then, a shrill voice pierced his ears.

He looked up to see a middle-aged woman wearing black-rimmed glasses pointing a piece of chalk at him. The woman had her hands on her hips, looking like a tigress.

Wang Lili, his English teacher, and also Qin Qiaoqiao's mother.

She was in her early 40s. Although she was only two or three years older than his own mother, they were worlds apart. Jiang Yunli looked like a 20-year-old girl, while Wang Lili looked like a 50-year-old auntie.

Jiang Che glanced at Wang Lili. "I just remembered something happy."

Wang Lili frowned. "Think about happy things at home. I'm teaching class right now... Pay attention."

Jiang Che chuckled softly. She really is an old hag, but I still want to say one thing.

Your daughter is truly beautiful!

Wang Lili didn't press Jiang Che further. In her eyes, a slacker like Jiang Che was utterly hopeless, just a good-for-nothing rich kid waiting to inherit.

Her daughter absolutely could not marry such a dissolute young master in the future!

Though Wang Lili was rigid, she never extended class.

The moment the bell rang for dismissal, she stopped mid-sentence on a problem and didn't stay in the classroom for another second.

"Jiang Che, have you eaten? I brought you breakfast."

Ye Mengyao, as usual, approached Jiang Che with a portion of breakfast. Her eyes secretly darted to the boy in front of her, her heart fluttering.

"J-Jiang Che! This is breakfast I made myself. I wrapped these steamed buns last night. W-would you like to try one?"

A hint of pleading appeared in Ye Mengyao's eyes. When had a girl who'd never lifted a finger in her life ever cooked?

But Jiang Che's attitude towards their engagement that night had given her a glimmer of hope. Perhaps she really could win back Jiang Che's true heart.

She truly regretted it. Every night recently, when she went to sleep, she would recall all the little moments from the past.

Jiang Che gave her a nonchalant look, feeling incredibly smug inside.

Jiang Che didn't refuse Ye Mengyao's breakfast made with love. Instead, he picked up a small steamed bun and put it in his mouth.

He had exerted himself quite a bit in the car earlier and was feeling hungry now.

Ye Mengyao's steamed buns were beautifully made—small, delicate, soft, and steaming hot.

Jiang Che took a bite, his eyes narrowing slightly. It was unexpectedly delicious. He had thought Ye Mengyao would make some kind of "dark cuisine."

"Mmm, thanks."

Jiang Che still maintained that aloof, "keep-you-at-a-thousand-miles" demeanor, but internally, he was absolutely thrilled.

See? That's a young lady for you!

That's women!

When you chase them desperately, they act indifferent. But when you stop chasing them... they become more proactive than anyone, even throwing themselves at you.

Ye Mengyao blushed and lowered her head, gently biting her thin lip.

This was the first time Jiang Che hadn't rejected her. Didn't that mean there was still room for reconciliation?

Or perhaps... he still liked her?

"J-Jiang Che, could you accompany me to pick out a dress this weekend? A dress for the birthday party... I want you to help me choose."

Ye Mengyao spoke timidly.

Jiang Che: "..."

Taking an inch and demanding a mile, aren't we?

"I don't have time. This weekend, I still need Yu Wan'er to tutor me!"

Yu Wan'er, who had just been "Q-ed," widened her eyes.

Hey, hey, hey, why are you dragging me into this?!

You want me to tutor you this weekend too?

I'd rather die! Next weekend, I won't have Aunt Flo protecting me.

"Wan'er..." Ye Mengyao bit her lip hard.

For some reason, hearing the name Yu Wan'er from Jiang Che's mouth sounded so jarring?

"Oh~" Ye Mengyao walked away, looking a little dejected.

Once she returned to her seat, a question kept nagging at the girl.

Yu Wan'er and Jiang Che... how did their relationship suddenly get so good?

Was it really just tutoring?

Even if she was a naive airhead, she wasn't truly stupid. Her female intuition told her... things between Wan'er and Jiang Che weren't as simple as they seemed.

But she trusted Yu Wan'er so much; after all, this was her best friend.

Their relationship was so close, they could even share a straw!

"Wan'er, sweetie?"

Ye Mengyao gently poked the little girl, who was doing problems, with her elbow.

"Sister Yaoyao, what's up?" Yu Wan'er had already guessed what Ye Mengyao wanted to say, but she still feigned innocence.

"Hmm... how do you feel about Jiang Che? What kind of person do you think Jiang Che is?" Ye Mengyao asked.

Does she even need to ask?

A big bad guy! A total pervert! A complete jerk, at most... with just a tiny bit of gentleness.

But I clearly can't say those things; it would definitely raise questions if I did.

"Jiang Che, huh... Actually, his learning talent is quite good, he just doesn't really like to study. Sister Yaoyao, he's really smart, I teach him something once and he gets it... but he just doesn't want to study."

How could Ye Mengyao possibly outsmart Yu Wan'er?

If Ye Mengyao's emotional intelligence was 0, then Yu Wan'er's was 100.

I just completely dodged the question, without a single flaw.

Ye Mengyao felt a bit annoyed; that's not what she wanted to ask.

But her speaking skills had always been poor; it was her inability to express herself... that had hurt Jiang Che's feelings.

"Wan'er, what I want to ask is, do you like Jiang Che?"

Left with no choice, Ye Mengyao went straight for it!

Yu Wan'er's expression instantly froze, her heart completely flustered.