Heaven-Sent Love Might Not Lose to a Childhood Sweetheart

Ning Tian was indeed exceptionally skilled at handling people.

In just a few words, she completely defused the delicate atmosphere in the room.

She also made Jiang Nannan completely let go of her hostility toward her.

She was far too good at talking.

As the saying went, one did not slap a smiling face.

Jiang Nannan truly found it difficult to continue harboring hostility toward Ning Tian, who repeatedly showed her goodwill.

Ning Tian keenly noticed Jiang Nannan's change and smiled smugly to herself.

It seemed this senior sister was not that difficult to get along with.

During their later conversation, Ning Tian also subtly probed Jiang Nannan's preferences.

With Ning Tian deliberately catering to her, their relationship gradually improved, and they chatted enthusiastically.

"This..."

Watching Ning Tian and Jiang Nannan chatting and laughing like close girlfriends, Bai Luo was dumbfounded.

If he had not known everything.

He might have thought the two before him were best friends who had known each other for years.

How long had it even been?

Did relationships between women change this quickly?

Bai Luo scratched his head.

No wonder his seniors always said not to try to guess what a woman was thinking.

He could not understand it. He really could not.

"Young Mistress!"

Watching Ning Tian chat animatedly with Jiang Nannan.

The resentment in Wu Feng's eyes was so thick it was practically becoming tangible.

The topics Ning Tian and Jiang Nannan discussed were things she had barely been involved in, leaving her completely unable to join in.

It made Wu Feng feel as though she had been excluded.

Damn it!

Wu Feng shot Jiang Nannan a dissatisfied look.

It was one thing for Jiang Nannan to compete with her for Bai Luo, whom she had fallen for at first sight.

After all, Jiang Nannan was his childhood sweetheart and had known him longer. In that sense, Wu Feng was the latecomer.

But what was with this apparent attempt to snatch away the young mistress who had grown up with her since childhood, nominally as mistress and servant but truly as best friends?

Wu Feng was very unhappy.

However, the sect's upbringing she had received since childhood prevented her from venting her little temper.

Whom her young mistress wanted to befriend was her own freedom.

Wu Feng had no right to interfere.

So, Wu Feng could only bottle up her displeasure.

She wanted to cry...

Bai Luo looked at Jiang Nannan and Ning Tian, who were having a lively conversation.

Then he looked at Wu Feng, whose cheeks were puffed up and whose face was full of resentment. Silently, he pulled out a watermelon from his Soul Tool, sat on a bench nearby, and began eating it with great relish.

The facts proved that, as long as the protagonist was not oneself

In the end, it was Huo Yun'er calling them to dinner that broke the strange atmosphere.

Huo Yun'er was an excellent cook.

The first time they tasted her cooking, both Ning Tian and Wu Feng gave it glowing praise.

For a while, even Wu Feng's originally gloomy mood improved considerably.

After dinner, Wu Feng and Ning Tian returned to Shrek Academy.

After all, it was getting late, and they could not stay at Bai Luo's place forever.

As for the set of intimate clothing Wu Feng had changed out of after it got dirty, she had long since burned it in one fire.

Jiang Nannan, meanwhile, stayed at the clinic.

There was a room on the second floor specially prepared for her.

Whenever she had time off, Jiang Nannan would stay here.

This was the privilege unique to a childhood sweetheart.

"Young Mistress!"

On the way back to Shrek Academy.

Wu Feng finally could not hold back the grievance in her heart and softly called out.

Having spent so many years together, Ning Tian understood her extremely well and saw through her thoughts at a glance.

A meaningful smile curled at her lips.

"Little Feng, what's wrong?"

Naturally, Wu Feng could not directly question Ning Tian.

She merely spoke softly in a voice full of grievance.

"It seems Young Mistress had a very pleasant chat with Senior Sister Jiang Nannan."

The dissatisfaction and resentment in her voice were practically overflowing.

"What, does that make you uncomfortable?"

"No."

With her usually prideful personality, how could Wu Feng possibly admit such a thing? She immediately denied it flatly.

But in Ning Tian's eyes, which had long seen through everything, it was nothing more than a tsundere stubbornly refusing to admit it.

She shook her head, reached out to pat Wu Feng's shoulder, and spoke earnestly.

"Little Feng, although Senior Sister Jiang Nannan is indeed easy to get along with, and I do genuinely like her."

"The reason I got closer to Senior Sister Jiang Nannan was still for your sake~"

"For my sake?"

Wu Feng was confused.

She already felt like an outsider, so how had this somehow still been for her?

Ning Tian waggled her eyebrows. Rather than explain directly, she threw out a question.

"Little Feng, you've taken a liking to Doctor Bai, haven't you?"

Her little secret having been exposed, Wu Feng's face instantly turned bright red.

"Of course not!"

She hurriedly denied it.

"Really?"

Ning Tian smiled but said nothing more. Her eyes merely fixed tightly on Wu Feng.

Wu Feng grew somewhat uncomfortable under her gaze.

In the end, she truly could not take it anymore.

She could only lower her head and raise a finger, making a very small gesture.

"I only have the tiniest bit of interest in him."

"Just this much."

Wu Feng was still trying to stubbornly insist that she merely had a little interest in Bai Luo and could not call it liking him.

But Ning Tian did not take that seriously at all.

She knew Wu Feng's personality far too well.

Normally, Wu Feng dismissed men with complete disdain.

A little interest was already enough to say far too much.

After all, Wu Feng had only met Bai Luo today.

Given enough time, this slight interest turning into genuine affection would only be natural.

In truth, Ning Tian could understand.

After all, Bai Luo was indeed far too lethal to women.

If he were not a healing-type soul master.

And if she did not have to care about the sect's rules.

Ning Tian would probably be no different from Wu Feng.

"Young Mistress!"

Seeing Ning Tian still looking at her with that meaningful gaze.

Wu Feng could not bear it any longer and stomped her foot.

"Alright."

Ning Tian withdrew her gaze and stopped teasing her.

Her voice became serious.

"Little Feng, I know your personality."

"But some matters cannot keep being handled according to your temperament."

"In all these years, this is the first time you've had a favorable impression of a boy, and it may very well be the last."

"If you miss this chance, you truly might end up alone for the rest of your life."

Wu Feng fell silent.

Her eyes flickered.

She knew that was indeed true.

But what could she do?

She had no experience getting along with men at all.

When it came to such matters, she was a complete novice who knew nothing.

She muttered.

"So what?"

"He already has Senior Sister Jiang Nannan."

"They're childhood sweethearts, and she's also publicly recognized as the number one beauty in the outer academy."

"Her personality is better than mine too. I have no chance at all, so I might as well give up sooner."

For the first time, Wu Feng felt inferior.

She had never cared about such things before.

Because she had never cared what others thought of her.

But once her mindset changed.

Once she began caring about what a certain person thought of her, Wu Feng could no longer maintain her usual state of mind.

A sense of inferiority arose within her.

Her silence was also a form of compromise and avoidance.

"That's not necessarily true."

Ning Tian smiled faintly.

"Little Feng, listen to me. You may not have no chance."

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles."

"Senior Sister Nannan may be formidable, but she is not invincible."

"My getting on good terms with Senior Sister Nannan is also preparation for you, Little Feng."

Ning Tian clasped her hands behind her back, looking confident and composed, as though she had everything under control.

It was as if the god of love had possessed her.

"Young Mistress!"

Wu Feng looked deeply moved.

Seeing Ning Tian so confident, a bit of fighting spirit suddenly rose within her as well.

She clenched her fist.

Young Mistress was right. A heaven-sent love might not necessarily lose to a childhood sweetheart!