A path she had never imagined before...
There had been boys her age who tried to approach her before.
With both beauty and talent, it wasn’t surprising that she attracted admirers.
But those boys were all so childish, mostly just saying things like, "I’ll just remove it for you, and if your mom blames anyone, it’ll be on me."
She found it somewhat laughable.
As if it were that simple.
Would that woman really think that way?
Would that woman ever give up her surveillance just because of some insignificant outsider?
In the end, wouldn’t the blame still fall on her?
After all, if Yun Huang herself didn’t want it removed, how could any of her peers possibly take off the monitoring device?
They were all just spouting empty words, never truly considering the predicament she was in.
But this time was different...
The impression Su Qi gave Yun Huang was...
Underhanded.
Of course, that didn’t stop her from seeing him as radiant as the sun.
He stood bathed in sunlight, occupying the moral high ground, wielding righteousness like a weapon.
Why did Yun Huang think this way?
Because she was far too sensitive to the word "righteousness"...
She had grown up hearing it...
"If you don’t work hard... how can I face your father...?"
"If you don’t work hard, the Yun family will fall..."
"Do you really want to see the Yun family ruined by your hands...?"
There were plenty more phrases like these, and she was sick of them—she didn’t even want to recall them.
Yet this time, the feeling was strange...
The roles had reversed...
That woman was now the one being cornered by righteousness!
"Movie theaters don’t allow unauthorized recordings. Surely the Yun family wouldn’t do something so blatantly illegal, right?"
"Right? Right?"
Of course...
Su Qi’s efforts would still be in vain...
That woman would undoubtedly choose to cancel her chance to watch the movie.
After all, given Yun Huang’s position as the top among her peers, missing out on twenty-plus hours of training wouldn’t make or break her.
Compared to that, that woman would never tolerate anything slipping out of her control.
So...
Within a minute at most, that woman would call and order her back.
But then, Su Qi seemed to have read her mind.
He took a sip of his milk tea and casually remarked, "By the way, this is probably your first time at a movie, right?"
"Let me give you a few tips."
"Did you bring your phone?"
"Put it on silent—don’t disturb other people’s viewing experience."
Yun Huang’s fingers trembled slightly as she glanced down at the monitoring device on her chest, an indescribable emotion surging in her heart.
It could work!
Removing the device and silencing her phone...
This was her first real chance to escape that woman’s surveillance, even if only for a few short hours.
Sure, she’d still get scolded afterward...
There was no helping it—reasonable women existed, but that woman would never be one of them...
But if all she had to endure was a scolding...
Compared to a few hours of freedom, she could handle it.
In fact, if a single scolding could buy her a few hours of freedom, she’d gladly take it every day.
Yun Huang knew she didn’t have time to hesitate.
An opportunity like this might not come again for years.
She pulled out her phone and switched it to meeting mode.
Then, with a light press of her fingers against the edge of the monitoring device, she yanked—and it came off effortlessly.
She handed the device to Su Qi, her voice tight. "You... hold onto this for me."
Su Qi took it and stuffed it into his pocket without a second thought. "Let’s go."
Yun Huang nodded and followed him, her steps light.
Her heart was still racing, but this time, it wasn’t from nervousness—it was from a long-lost sense of freedom.
She couldn’t resist stealing a glance at Su Qi’s profile, and she no longer kept a polite distance, instead unconsciously inching closer.
As if only then would an inexplicable sense of security bloom in her chest.
The two entered the theater, where Su Qi retrieved the pre-booked tickets and handed one to Yun Huang.
She took it, but before she could even read the movie title printed on it, Su Qi spoke up. "Just take it back as proof."
"Go on, have fun."
"Come find me here in two and a half hours—I’ll take you back."
"Have... fun...?"
Yun Huang bit her straw, her grip on the milk tea cup trembling, her breath hitching so suddenly that a bit of foam clung to her pink lips.
Her eyes stared at Su Qi, dazed.
Should such an unfamiliar word even exist in her world?
"What else?"
Su Qi pinched the [Chance Encounter Movie Ticket] between his thumb and forefinger, his other hand flicking at its edges.
Then, with a spin of his fingers, the card twirled rapidly—like Yun Huang’s fate itself. "Compared to watching a movie, wouldn’t you rather have real freedom?"
"We can always use this card another time."
Heh, bargain all you want.
I’m taking your daughter, your money, and the [Shine] points—but the card stays with me.
You really think you can investigate Su Qi?
For some reason, Su Qi felt like some delinquent leading a good girl astray.
Tch, tch—Liu Yuan’s the real delinquent here. He’s a law-abiding citizen.
Yun Huang cradled the milk tea, savoring its unfamiliar taste.
Her thoughts drifted—sometimes to her days in the Yun family, sometimes to Su Qi’s bright eyes.
She stole another glance at him, finding his profile softened by the afternoon sunlight.
Just then, Su Qi suddenly turned and met her gaze.
Her heart lurched, her cheeks warming.
Her voice was soft, as if squeezed from the depths of her throat, laced with uncertainty and confusion.
Her fingers clutched the cup tightly, her knuckles whitening, as though grasping at something intangible.
"You’re taking me to... have fun..."
"I don’t know what... fun is..."
[Shine +17]
......
Not far away, Liu Yuan, who had just stepped out of another screening, spotted Su Qi and the girl beside him.
Instinctively, she ducked behind a pillar, her eyes fixed on their retreating figures.
What’s going on?
Did that perennial bachelor Su Qi finally get a girlfriend?
[Joy +999]
Current Stats:
[Shine: 37]
[Brilliance: 1]
[Joy: 2410]
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