Sunday
4:30 AM
For most people, today was just an ordinary weekend.
But for Su Cheng, today was anything but ordinary.
Because today, he was going on an outing with two beautiful girls—a monumental challenge for him.
He felt both excited and nervous.
Nervous, naturally, because he feared being looked down upon by the two girls. Excited because this was his first time going on a trip with anyone.
It was also his first time going on a spring outing alone with two girls. What made him even more anxious was that these two girls were Ji Qingyi and Gu Ruoxue.
Their social status aside, their looks and figures alone outshone countless others. In terms of ability, they surpassed all their peers in every aspect.
So when facing them, Su Cheng couldn’t help but feel a sense of inferiority, as if standing before them made him unworthy, like a toad wallowing in the mud compared to the bright, dazzling stars above.
Su Cheng stood at the entrance of his apartment, wearing a black tracksuit, hiking shoes, and a baseball cap, his backpack slung over his shoulders. When he saw the luxurious private car parked in front of him, he froze.
The agreed meeting spot was the subway station, not his apartment.
Just then, the car door opened, and Ji Qingyi stepped out. Unlike her usual attire, she was dressed in a light-purple windbreaker, black sweatpants, and black hiking shoes, with a waist bag completing the look. The outfit accentuated her tall, slender figure, and her long, jet-black hair fluttered in the wind, making her look like a radiant morning sun.
Yet, despite the change in clothes, her expression remained as cold and unreadable as ever, her demeanor aloof and untouchable, like a goddess looking down from above.
She walked toward Su Cheng and stopped right in front of him. "Are we ready to go?"
At the same time, the luxury car behind her slowly drove away.
Su Cheng stared blankly at Ji Qingyi, who had changed so efficiently, unsure how to react.
The only thing unchanged was her cascading, ink-black hair that fell straight down to her waist.
"Uh… it’s still early. The subway doesn’t start running until five," he stammered after a long pause.
Ji Qingyi noticed him staring at her hair, as if puzzled why she hadn’t tied it up.
She raised a slender arm, tucking the strands behind her ear, revealing her exquisitely cold face with a beauty mark near her eye. "Where’s the hair tie I gave you last time?"
He suddenly remembered—she had given him the hair tie, so she didn’t have one now.
"Ah! Oh, here!"
Su Cheng quickly retrieved the hair tie from his system space and handed it to her.
After taking it, Ji Qingyi gathered her waterfall-like hair and swiftly tied it into a ponytail.
Once she was done, Su Cheng couldn’t help but compliment, "The president really is as capable as any man."
"Hmph, smooth talker," Ji Qingyi glanced at him. "I’ll be counting on you for today’s itinerary."
"Shall we walk to the subway station first?"
"Mm."
Ji Qingyi responded indifferently, then walked side by side with Su Cheng down the quiet streets at a little past four in the morning.
At this hour, only a few elderly people and street cleaners were around, so the streets were almost silent except for the occasional sound of sweeping.
Ji Qingyi observed the surroundings with curiosity—everything was new to her.
Since there were so few people, neither of them wore masks.
Ji Qingyi moved gracefully, her steps light and precise, as if she were walking on cotton.
And every elderly person they passed couldn’t help but stop and stare, pausing their sweeping or resting just to admire this ethereal woman.
Of course, Ji Qingyi was used to this kind of attention and showed no reaction, continuing forward with her usual poise.
Su Cheng, however, couldn’t take it. He steeled himself and stepped closer to Ji Qingyi, suggesting, "President, maybe we should wear masks?"
"The air is fresh and clean during this outing, and the only people around are elderly. There’s no need to cover up."
Ji Qingyi answered coolly, then tilted her head slightly to look at Su Cheng, noticing his worried expression. "What? Afraid I’ll be recognized?"
"Yeah," Su Cheng admitted awkwardly.
Ji Qingyi fell silent for a moment before replying, "If that’s the case, I’ll tone it down a little."
With that, she took out an obviously expensive silk mask from her waist bag and put it on, revealing only her emotionless eyes.
Relieved, Su Cheng also put on his mask, and the two resumed their walk.
They soon arrived in front of a steamed bun shop. Su Cheng glanced at Ji Qingyi and saw her curiously observing the shop, so he asked, "Have you eaten breakfast yet?"
"I have," Ji Qingyi replied.
But after answering, she noticed Su Cheng hesitating, as if he wanted to say something. So she added, "If you haven’t eaten, don’t worry about me. This is supposed to be a fun outing—being too restrained defeats the purpose."
Hearing this, Su Cheng realized he was overthinking things and nodded firmly.
He reminded himself to treat Ji Qingyi like a friend, not someone he had to tiptoe around.
"Then I’ll go buy a few buns."
Su Cheng headed straight into the shop.
Ji Qingyi followed him inside. Though this was just an ordinary errand, it was a rare experience for her, so she took it seriously, memorizing the price list on the wall.
Soon, Su Cheng returned with two meat buns. "Let’s go."
Since the shop only sold buns and had no seating, they had to take them to-go.
"If you’re hungry, let’s find a place to eat," Ji Qingyi said, eyeing the two large buns in his hands.
"Over there!"
Su Cheng pointed to a vending machine at the entrance of an alley, with a bench beside it.
"Mm."
Ji Qingyi acknowledged and walked with him toward the spot.
As soon as they sat down, Su Cheng turned to Ji Qingyi, who was studying the vending machine, and asked, "Want one?"
Ji Qingyi shook her head. "I’ve already eaten. Thank you for the offer."
With that, she resumed examining the items inside the vending machine.
Seeing her refusal, Su Cheng didn’t insist and took a bite of his bun.
The taste of these steamed buns was truly excellent—generously stuffed with fragrant, glutinous filling, wrapped in thin, tender wrappers, and paired with a rich broth that made one want to stuff their entire mouth full.
Though he was savoring every bite, his attention was fixed on Ji Qingyi.
He noticed that the club president was eyeing the vending machine with eager curiosity, as if tempted to buy something from it.
Without thinking, he quietly slipped his phone out of his pocket with one hand and began recording with a single-handed grip.
He wanted to capture the adorable moment Ji Qingyi was about to have—after all, she was the one who said to act casually and not hold back!
It was just like how normal people would take photos of beautiful sights while traveling—so he was no exception.
This was a scene he absolutely couldn’t miss!
Just as he expected, Ji Qingyi lowered her head, unzipped her waist pouch, took out a few coins, and then raised her hand to drop them into the vending machine.
Su Cheng’s pupils shrank at the sight, his grip tightening around his phone. He knew the scene that was about to unfold would be irresistibly cute and charming…
In short, his heart was about to explode!
But just as he held his breath in anticipation, Ji Qingyi’s indifferent voice reached his ears.
“You haven’t bought a drink yet. Is there anything you’d like?”
Her tone was flat, as if discussing something utterly trivial.
But to Su Cheng, those words struck him with overwhelming shame—because while he had been scheming to tease her, she had been thinking of him.
So, her earlier hesitation had been for his sake.
Guilt flooded his heart—not just for the prank, but for betraying her trust. He really was the worst!
Hanging his head, he cursed himself inwardly before suddenly looking up at Ji Qingyi with determination. “I want QQ Neinei Milk Tea—the kind that’s so delicious it makes you go ‘meh-pu’!”
“?”
Ji Qingyi blinked in confusion before actually turning to scan the vending machine screen, earnestly searching for the name of that drink.
Eventually, she shook her head. “This machine doesn’t carry the tea you mentioned.” She paused, then added, “Also, that product name is absurd. Based on my judgment, it’s likely a low-quality beverage containing neither milk nor tea.”
Just as Su Cheng sighed in relief, Ji Qingyi suddenly muttered something under her breath, turning away from him…
“……” Su Cheng froze in stunned silence.
His heart exploded again.
Clunk—
The sound of something dropping came from the vending machine.
“Drink this. I have it often in the mornings.”
Ji Qingyi bent down to retrieve a bottle of 100% vegetable-fruit juice and handed it to Su Cheng.
Dazed, Su Cheng accepted it, still struggling to process everything, and could only mumble, “Th… thank you, President…”
Ji Qingyi sat down beside him and replied casually, “No need. It was nothing.”
In the end, Su Cheng fell silent, saved the recording, tucked his phone away, and focused on finishing his meal.
After eating their fill, the two arrived near the subway station.
This route passed through a bustling night market, filled with the noise of loudspeakers and stalls selling snacks, clothes, accessories, toys, as well as vendors peddling fruits and other small goods.
Ji Qingyi stopped in front of one of the roadside stalls, while Su Cheng stood beside her, his gaze also drifting over the displayed items.
He realized it was a stall selling miscellaneous daily necessities—aside from bowls, chopsticks, and kitchenware, there was also a small washbasin, stacks of face basins, towels, toothpaste, and toothbrushes.
The vendor, a woman in her forties or fifties, was in the middle of packing up but smiled warmly when she noticed the two browsing her wares. “See anything you like, miss? Feel free to pick—everything’s cheap and good quality, no scams here!”
Ji Qingyi’s eyes landed on a bag of small hair ties in various colors. She pointed at them and asked, “How much for these?”
“One yuan for six.”
Seeing her interest, the vendor grinned and quoted the price.
Ji Qingyi fished out a coin from her waist pouch and handed it over. “Give me six black ones.”
“Sure thing.” The vendor took the money, swiftly picked out six black hair ties, and handed them over. Then, from another bag, she pulled out a red one and offered it with a playful grin. “Here, I’ll throw in an extra.”
As she said this, she gave Su Cheng a knowing look—clearly assuming they were a couple.
“Ahem!”
Su Cheng choked on air, coughing violently as his face turned beet red, and he guiltily lowered his head.
Ji Qingyi, however, seemed completely oblivious to the vendor’s implication, assuming it was just a sales tactic. She tossed the red hair tie back and clarified, “I only want these six.”
Without waiting for a response, she stuffed the six hair ties into her crossbody bag and turned to leave.
Su Cheng hurried after her and reminded her, “President, don’t forget our schedule. It’s already five—Minister Gu is waiting at the subway station.”
“Right. We shouldn’t keep Minister Gu waiting.” Ji Qingyi agreed, yet within seconds, she stopped again—this time in front of a pastry cart, completely brushing off the urgency.
Su Cheng: “……”
He could already picture the inevitable clash between the two women when they met.
Suddenly, he noticed Ji Qingyi attempting to gesture to the pastry vendor how big of a slice she wanted.
His face paled in horror—because if that knife came down—
Even Qingyi would shed tears.
Of course, that was a joke. He knew Ji Qingyi was a pragmatist—if she bought something and later felt scammed, who knew what might happen.
“H-Hey, President!!”
Su Cheng immediately reached out and grabbed Ji Qingyi’s slender, fair wrist just as she was about to motion for the cut.
“Hm?” Ji Qingyi turned to him in confusion.
Su Cheng gulped and said, “I already brought rice cakes, so we don’t need to buy more.”
After saying this, he withdrew his hand.
And wow—her skin was so soft!
Ji Qingyi pursed her lips slightly before nodding. “Fine.”
However… neither of them expected the pastry vendor to suddenly slice off a huge portion without warning, his tone aggressive as he barked, “No leaving, miss! Once it’s cut, you have to buy it—that’s the rule.”
“Damn it!”
Su Cheng panicked. As a guy, he could handle the embarrassment, but Ji Qingyi being humiliated in public like this—
Especially when she hadn’t even asked for the cut. This was outright bullying.
Just as he was about to activate his signature glare—
In the next second, Ji Qingyi’s brows furrowed, her eyes flashing with disgust as she leveled a deathly cold stare at the vendor.
With just a single glance—a gaze so sharp it felt tangible, brimming with lethal intent—the pastry shop owner shuddered uncontrollably. He instinctively took a step back before collapsing into his chair, his forehead beaded with sweat, his face deathly pale.
It was as if he had survived an apocalypse. Slumped in his seat, the pastry shop owner gasped for breath, his heart flooded with terror, as though he had narrowly escaped death.
Yet Ji Qingyi merely glanced at him before walking away with Su Cheng by her side, as if nothing had happened at all.
"I thought I was invincible, but our president is even more formidable than I am," Su Cheng couldn't help muttering under her breath.
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