This is too gentle for Wan Xinyue.

There’s a widely circulated urban legend that almost every girls’ dormitory whispers about during late-night chats.

It goes like this: after being intimate with the guy they love, a girl’s looks subtly improve, making her appear more feminine.

The idea sounds downright absurd, yet when it comes to anything that promises even a slight boost in beauty, many girls can’t help but feel intrigued.

To put it in terms guys might understand… For mobile gamers, a 5% damage increase? Pfft, hardly worth a second glance.

But for Monster Hunter players? Holy crap, 5%! That’s enough to make their eyes light up.

Girls’ obsession with beauty is no different.

What baffled Wan Xinyan and Wan Xinyue’s roommates the most was that they’d assumed the sisters were suffering, bending over backward to please Su Bai.

Turns out, they were actually living the high life.

How did that even make sense?

Aren’t women who chase rich guys supposed to put on a glamorous front while secretly crying themselves to sleep, miserable and full of regrets?

But the Wan sisters didn’t seem the least bit unhappy.

So what was the deal?

Could Su Bai be some kind of exception among wealthy guys?

One roommate couldn’t hold back any longer and cautiously ventured, “Xinyan, none of us have ever been in a relationship, so we’re really curious… What’s it actually like being intimate with a guy?”

Wan Xinyan turned her head, surprised.

Truth be told, she and her sister weren’t particularly close with the other two roommates.

Their personalities just didn’t mesh.

These two girls spent their days scouring the internet for extreme takes on gender wars, obsessively scrolling through posts, and bonding over their shared hobby of bashing men.

And yet, despite all their ranting, they still kept tabs on the hottest and wealthiest guys on campus, gossiping about which departments had eligible bachelors.

The hypocrisy was unreal!

Wan Xinyan didn’t play those games. To her, all the online mudslinging was just noise.

Life was about understanding how the world worked and going after what you wanted.

She knew exactly where she stood.

Hell, if you’re living off a man’s money, why waste energy on pointless rants? At least have some professional integrity.

But clearly, their roommates weren’t the sharpest tools in the shed.

So Wan Xinyan brushed them off. “Oh, that? Well, every guy’s different. Hard to give a one-size-fits-all answer.”

“Come on, we’re just curious! What’s Su Bai like in private? Rumor has it he’s insanely fit—like, when he plays basketball with the class, he never even needs to take a break!”

The roommate was getting way too into it.

Her face flushed with excitement, her expression practically salacious…

A far cry from her usual prim and proper demeanor.

Most guys would never believe how wild girls’ dorm talk could get.

Wan Xinyan, of course, couldn’t help but feel proud.

No way she’d let anyone think Su Bai was anything less than amazing.

“Oh, Su Bai’s on a whole other level. Way more intense than even those over-the-top romance novel heroes!”

She spoke with vivid enthusiasm, drawing from very recent firsthand experience.

Her roommates listened, practically drooling with envy.

The other roommate frowned, a hint of sour grapes in her tone. “I’ve heard that super-rich guys usually have… weird kinks, though.”

“…” Wan Xinyan thought, What’s with the bitter act?

So just because they were lucky enough to land Su Bai, there had to be some hidden downside?

How dare they make Su Bai out to be some kind of creep? He was incredibly considerate of a woman’s needs!

Just as Wan Xinyan was about to set the record straight, Wan Xinyue—usually so quiet—suddenly spoke up.

“Are you saying Su Bai’s a pervert?”

“N-no! That’s not what we meant! We just read too many romance novels, let our imaginations run wild! I mean, Su Bai does fit the bill—tall, handsome, drives that sleek, unique car…”

In influencer circles, a Panamera was practically basic.

After all, plenty of wannabes rented them for clout.

But to your average college girl? A Panamera was the dream—the kind of car they might never even get close to in their lifetime.

The roommate stumbled over her words, scrambling to explain.

Wan Xinyue’s defining trait was her silence.

She usually seemed as docile and unassuming as a little pet.

But when someone that quiet suddenly turned serious? It was downright unsettling.

Instead of lashing out as expected, Wan Xinyue simply smiled faintly.

Her expression softened into something wistful, almost disappointed.

“Honestly, I wish Su Bai would be a little rougher with me. But he’s just… too gentle.”

Gentle?!

Both roommates froze, stunned.

Damn, Wan Xinyue’s reaction seemed genuine.

Wan Xinyan, meanwhile, looked like her eyes were about to pop out of her head.

"Sis, what are you even talking about?!"

You see, when discussing music, Su Bai had deliberately roughened his demeanor to accommodate Wan Xinyue's preferences.

And yet, Yueyue actually found Su Bai... gentle?!

Truly, human tastes will never align...

Seems like sis could compete with Su Bai's childhood friend for some bizarre niche...

...

Meanwhile.

Xia Lin was on a voice call with Su Bai's guardian.

They had already coordinated via WeChat and scheduled the call, so both parties were perfectly at ease.

"...In any case, Su Bai has been doing well at school lately—attending classes on time, maintaining a regular routine, and exercising frequently."

"Oh, is that so? That’s such a relief to hear."

Aunt Jiang's voice carried the soft, refined charm typical of a mature woman, laced with an indescribable... aristocratic air?

This kind of aura usually belonged to well-educated women from prestigious families, but records showed Aunt Jiang was a single mother barely scraping by with a small business.

Not quite what Xia Lin had imagined.

Well, no matter. It was a good thing.

It meant Aunt Jiang would likely be easy to talk to.

She seemed like the type of parent who trusted the counselor’s word.

And she bought every bit of Xia Lin’s description of Su Bai.

In reality, Xia Lin was completely bluffing.

Attending classes on time? He’d skipped plenty—but all the required signatures were there, and according to feedback from his professors, he’d turned in assignments and projects on schedule.

Driving around in a luxury car with his little sister every day? That counted as a "regular routine," right?

And that kind of exercise? Still exercise!

Yeah, no flaws here.

Thinking about it this way, Xia Lin’s portrayal of Su Bai was honest and upright.

Su Bai was right—Su Bai wasn’t misbehaving.

"By the way, Advisor Xia, you wouldn’t call out of the blue unless there was something important to discuss."

As expected, Aunt Jiang sensed Xia Lin’s underlying purpose.

Seizing the opportunity, Xia Lin steered the conversation toward the main point...

And laid out the prepared explanation in full.