You're even jealous of this

"Really?"

After hearing Hu Yuying's words, Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning both felt a little thrill of excitement.

The reason for their excitement was that despite being complete novices themselves, they had managed—through sheer theoretical strategizing—to help Hu Yuying charm Long Aotian into a flustered mess.

What did that prove?

It proved their schemes were actually pretty effective.

"I’d love to see Long Aotian all shy and embarrassed—it must be adorable," Li Qingxue laughed loudly.

After all, Long Aotian always acted so mature and composed around them.

Hu Yuying nodded in agreement. "It really was adorable."

The way he clearly wanted her to stay but couldn’t bring himself to say it outright…

Long Aotian was just too cute.

Turns out, no matter how mature someone is, falling in love makes them pure and simple-hearted.

I really love this side of him, Hu Yuying thought to herself.

"When’s your brother coming?" Lin Wanning asked while browsing through songs.

"Not sure. Probably a bit later—he still needs to shower," Hu Yuying replied.

"Then let’s get started first?" Lin Wanning handed the microphone to Hu Yuying and hit play.

"I don’t know how," Hu Yuying admitted, passing the microphone to Li Qingxue instead. It was her first time in a place like this.

"Then we’ll sing together. It’s just for fun anyway," Li Qingxue said, holding the microphone between them.

The two of them were just there to participate—the real star was Lin Wanning.

And sure enough, the moment Lin Wanning started singing, the other two might as well not have been there.

It wasn’t that they didn’t try to sing along, but Lin Wanning’s voice was so mesmerizing that their off-key attempts would’ve ruined the magic.

The same lyrics, when sung through Lin Wanning’s unique voice, carried entirely different emotions and depth.

The difference between professional and amateur was crystal clear in that moment.

Hu Yuying and Li Qingxue were completely lost in Lin Wanning’s performance.

Unlike her usual self, the moment Lin Wanning picked up the microphone, she transformed—radiant, confident, and magnetic.

Right now, she might as well have been a celebrity on stage, effortlessly drawing all the light to her.

As the song ended, Hu Yuying and Li Qingxue immediately burst into applause.

"Wanning, you were amazing! You could totally be the next big star," Hu Yuying said, genuinely impressed.

"Then I’ll give you an autograph now—it might be worth something someday," Lin Wanning joked, starting to enjoy the playful atmosphere.

"Sure!"

With that, Hu Yuying and Li Qingxue turned their cheeks toward her.

Lin Wanning leaned in and planted a kiss on each of their faces.

......

By the time Long Aotian and Huang Fei returned from their showers, they barely had time to change before heading out again.

"You’re leaving again? At least stay the night! Do you know how lonely I’ve been?" Li Longlong called after Long Aotian’s retreating figure.

"Next time," Long Aotian replied without looking back.

Following the location Hu Yuying had shared, he quickly found the place.

On the second floor, as he passed a room, he glanced inside—then frowned and took a step back.

The KTV door had a small window, just big enough to see through.

In his line of sight:

A girl dressed in a revealing crop top swayed her hips seductively, a beer in one hand and her phone in the other, seemingly engrossed in a conversation.

A guy approached her, said something, and the girl smirked before tilting the beer bottle into his mouth, letting him drink it all in one go.

Shen Mengjie let out a light laugh and settled onto the couch, the guy kneeling beside her like an obedient pet...

Long Aotian looked away. The music was too loud to hear anything, but it was clear Shen Mengjie had the upper hand.

That guy was completely under her spell.

Meanwhile, back in dorm 147, Huang Fei was probably still clutching his phone, waiting desperately for a reply...

Long Aotian sighed. It’s not that Huang Fei’s weak—it’s just that she’s on a whole other level.

The two weren’t even playing the same game.

Shaking his head, he finally reached the room Hu Yuying had booked.

But the moment he pushed the door open, he froze.

His eyes landed on Lin Wanning—first pressing her lips to Hu Yuying’s cheek, then to Li Qingxue’s.

The three girls froze too, staring at the intruder.

The second they recognized him, panic set in.

They scrambled to their feet, hastily putting distance between themselves.

Hu Yuying rushed over, flustered. "Long Aotian, it’s not what it looks like!"

Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning joined in, all three talking over each other in their haste to explain.

"No more of this," Long Aotian said sternly.

Li Qingxue rolled her eyes. "Long Aotian, are you seriously jealous over this?"

"Brother, are you really jealous of your own sister?" Lin Wanning pouted.

"Long Aotian, don’t scold them," Hu Yuying added softly, tugging at his sleeve.

United, the three girls stood their ground.

Long Aotian didn’t know whether to laugh or fume.

It was heartwarming to see their friendship, but at the same time…

I haven’t even kissed my own girlfriend enough, and now she’s being shared around?

Not to mention last time, when he’d stepped out for drinks and returned to find Hu Yuying flushed and breathless, looking like she’d been thoroughly teased...

With a huff, he pointed to his own cheek.

Hu Yuying bit her lip, embarrassed, but obediently rose on her tiptoes to press a soft kiss to his face.

Feeling the warmth of her lips, Long Aotian shot a smug look at Li Qingxue.

Li Qingxue, unable to stand his gloating, stomped on his foot.

As he winced, she triumphantly hummed a tune and dragged Hu Yuying back to the couch.

Lin Wanning watched him with concern. "Brother, does it hurt?"

Before he could react, she leaned in and kissed his other cheek. "I’m sorry. I won’t make you jealous again, okay? Forgive me?"

Long Aotian stared at her, stunned, then glanced nervously at Hu Yuying and Li Qingxue—thankfully, neither seemed to have noticed.

Seeing Lin Wanning’s earnest, slightly guilty expression, he forced a chuckle. "It’s fine. I wasn’t actually jealous."

"Thanks, brother!" Instantly, Lin Wanning brightened, her worries vanishing like clouds parting.

Watching the three youngsters pick songs and sing with their backs turned, Long Aotian raised his hand to wipe the sweat beading on his forehead...