Before she could even react, Xu Yinian was pulled forward by Qin Jiashu. Her attention, previously occupied by her own thoughts, was suddenly thrust into the gaze of the surrounding crowd.
Under the watchful eyes of so many, Xu Yinian couldn’t help but lower her head in embarrassment, trying to hide her face. From this downward angle, her gaze landed directly on their joined hands.
Actually, it was more accurate to say her hand was being firmly enveloped by Qin Jiashu’s. The warmth was so intense it was impossible to resent; instead, it provided a strange sense of security as she allowed herself to be led.
Xu Yinian also noticed that the beautiful manicure Qin Jiashu usually wore seemed to have been removed.
The clean, natural pink of her nail beds was now visible. Every finger was trimmed perfectly—neat, rounded, and translucent.
Xu Yinian didn’t understand the specific “shorthand” regarding short nails in the wlw community. She simply thought the pink, rounded nails were unexpectedly cute, creating a soft contrast against the Senior Sister’s usually fiery, dominant aura.
No wonder… she thought. No wonder Qin Jiashu likes someone as strong and overbearing as Ji Yan. Beneath that fierce ‘Big Sister’ exterior, she actually has the heart of a delicate flower.
At that thought, Xu Yinian stole a glance at Qin Jiashu and suppressed a smile.
To her surprise, Qin Jiashu’s fox-like eyes flickered toward her at that exact moment, catching her red-handed.
Startled, Xu Yinian immediately pulled her lips into a tight line, pretending nothing had happened. She was completely oblivious to the fact that her “guilty conscience” was written all over her face.
The reserved and stoic Xu Yinian rarely smiled. Even in front of Qin Jiashu, she had never shown such a vivid, adorable expression.
The moment Qin Jiashu captured that trace of a smile, her heart skipped a beat. That familiar feeling of being struck by Xu Yinian’s charm—to the point of dizziness and helplessness—returned in full force.
Seriously, how can someone be so unintentionally flirtatious with just a smile?
She spent so much effort hiding behind a shell, yet these accidental glimpses of her beauty were what made her truly precious and impossible to look away from.
However, before Qin Jiashu could get a second look, the smile vanished, replaced by the nervous expression of a child caught misbehaving. It was as if she were terrified Qin Jiashu would realize she had been laughing at her.
Behind her sunglasses, Qin Jiashu narrowed her eyes. Just wait until we’re in the car. I’ll get the truth out of her.
Xu Yinian climbed into the Porsche. The leather interior was clearly expensive, and the cabin was filled with the same fragrance Qin Jiashu wore. She felt so cramped and out of place she didn’t even know where to put her feet.
She thought Qin Jiashu personally opening the door for her was already the height of consideration.
But after the Senior Sister slid into the driver’s seat, she didn’t start the car. Instead, she suddenly leaned over.
Faced with this fragrant, soft warmth pressing in like an embrace, Xu Yinian’s entire body went rigid. She stared blankly at Qin Jiashu.
It wasn’t until she saw the older girl reach for the seatbelt over her shoulder that she realized she had forgotten to buckle up.
Xu Yinian kept her hands awkwardly on her lap, stammering, “I… I can do it myself…”
“Can you really? If you don’t lift your hands, you’ll just end up getting tied up by the belt.”
There was a hint of suppressed laughter in her voice.
Xu Yinian immediately forgot about her offer to do it herself. she pulled her hands back against her chest, her body stiffly pressing into the seat.
Qin Jiashu’s hand, which felt like it was cradling her, finally pulled the belt across. It inevitably brushed against her body before clicking into place.
Seeing Xu Yinian still frozen in that defensive posture, looking like a fool waiting for a sentence to be passed, Qin Jiashu couldn’t help herself.
“Is my Junior Sister a bit of a dummy?”
Leaning in so close, her voice was a breathy, wicked tease right against Yinian’s ear.
“So dumb that you didn’t even know how to hide it when you were laughing at your Senior Sister?”
Before letting her go, Qin Jiashu dropped one last bombshell.
Xu Yinian’s face, already flushed deep red, went even wider. Her eyes desperately followed Qin Jiashu as the latter sat back in the driver’s seat.
But Qin Jiashu knew exactly how to play her—keeping her anxious and eager, dangling the silence between them while she simply looked ahead and started the engine.
As the convertible top retracted, the noise of the campus was replaced by the roar of the engine and the whistling wind.
The wind kept blowing Xu Yinian’s hair into her face. She had never been in a convertible before; from the outside, it looked cool and carefree, but she hadn’t expected the reality to be this messy.
Is it the same for Senior Sister?
She glanced over, but the wind seemed to obey Qin Jiashu. Like a professional fan on a movie set, the breeze swept her hair back, perfectly framing her smooth jawline and the elegant curve of her neck.
One stray lock of hair—whether by chance or design—fell across her pale chest, its tip disappearing into her collar, leaving the rest to the imagination.
Even Xu Yinian, who usually never paid attention to people’s bodies, couldn’t help but realize: Senior Sister actually has a really good figure…
She briefly thought about her other roommates, who were just as beautiful as Qin Jiashu, but she realized she had no impression of their figures at all.
Realizing what her mind was wandering toward, Xu Yinian felt like her gaze had been scorched. She looked away hurriedly, her ears turning a bright shade of crimson.
She didn’t know that this was exactly the effect Qin Jiashu intended—letting a strand of hair or a necklace dip into the collar was a classic way to draw the eye.
“Junior Sister, you’ve sat in Ji Yan’s car before, haven’t you?”
Qin Jiashu’s sudden question made Xu Yinian’s hand twitch.
How did she know? And why bring it up now? Is this the ‘official girlfriend’ coming to interrogate me?
She had already been misunderstood by Shen Ruoshuang over this; she couldn’t handle a second round.
But the expected “interrogation” never came. Instead, the next question was even more unexpected.
