Yanjing, First Cafeteria at Renmin University.
It was noon, the cafeteria was packed with people, bustling with noise and activity.
Yet as students walked past, their attention would always be drawn to one particular table, especially the boys.
Beautiful girls with extraordinary charisma always stand out, whether in a crowd or in solitude.
One of them had a slim figure, an elegant upright posture, and a cold, unattainable aura. Her face exuded an air of aloofness that made her seem unapproachable from afar. The other was sweetly styled, with a shapely figure and a charming baby-like face—pretty much every male student's dream type.
Accustod to the lingering gazes, Luo Bingying and Zhou Peiwei sat across from each other, engaged in their own conversation.
"Is that all you're eating?"
Luo Bingying glanced at what lay before Zhou Peiwei: just a vegetable salad, a piece of boiled chicken breast, and a bottle of green vegetable juice.
"I'm trying to lose fat," Zhou Peiwei pinched her waist. "Look at this, so much fat."
Had she been single, Zhou Peiwei wouldn't have cared at all; she even thought a bit of chubbiness was cute. However, ever since her ambiguous relationship with Shen Yuan began—especially after that incident at the hotel in Shanghai—she'd resolved to start losing weight.
Otherwise, every ti he undressed her, Zhou Peiwei would feel self-conscious.
Initially, she only exercised without controlling her diet, but after a month of no results, she decided to go full herbivore.
If a girl suddenly becos obsessed with looking better and declares she's going on a diet, chances are she's either in love or about to be.
"And you? Why did you take so much food?"
Zhou Peiwei looked at Luo Bingying's tray, laden with white rice, fried chicken, a large drumstick, braised pork, fish belly… even a cup of milk tea.
"That's an insane amount of carbs and calories," Zhou Peiwei said in astonishnt.
"I need to gain weight."
"Gain weight? Didn't you just slim down to your goal weight last year?"
"Being too thin isn't good," Luo Bingying casually replied, unwilling to admit it was Shen Yuan's request. Last ti, he'd assigned her a "howork" task to gain weight.
"If only I could give you 10 pounds, we'd be just perfect. Then neither of us would need to diet or bulk up! Ah, what a pity it doesn't work like that." Zhou Peiwei sighed.
"Weiwei, are you losing weight for Shen Yuan?" Luo Bingying probed.
"Of course not! Why would I lose weight for him?"
Zhou Peiwei pouted. "I just think I'm too fat, that's all."
Luo Bingying saw through her words—when it ca to Weiwei, you had to interpret them in reverse.
In reality, Shen Yuan had never asked Zhou Peiwei to lose weight. On the contrary, he liked her slight chubbiness. It was just that Zhou Peiwei felt embarrassed whenever she saw her body in the mirror.
That annoying guy—he says he likes it, but who knows if he really does? He's never honest about anything.
As these thoughts swirled in her head, Zhou Peiwei suddenly recalled another irritation. "My dad is so annoying; he keeps pushing to et so guy for an arranged date. He's been nagging about it since last year, and now he's saying that if I don't go this ti, he'll cut off my card and living expenses."
"Why?"
"He says the guy has great qualifications—looks, education, everything. I'm not dumb; I know exactly what my oh-so-loving dad is up to. He's probably trying to climb the social ladder by using as leverage in so arranged political marriage."
"So, are you going to et him?"
Luo Bingying was well aware of Zhou Peiwei's family background. Her father was a senior executive at Anke Innovation with share incentives. The blind date candidate was most likely another key figure at the company, probably ranked above Peiwei's father in status.
"Do I have any other choice? This ti I really can't avoid it. My dad's already delivered the final ultimatum. I'll just go through the motions, worst case, add him on WeChat."
"Weiwei."
"What is it?"
"Your dad wouldn't set you up to fail. Maybe the guy's actually decent. Why not try getting to know him seriously?"
Without realizing it, Luo Bingying said sothing that even she found strange. Why was there a tinge of hope in her heart? If Weiwei sohow hit it off with this guy… wouldn't that an she wouldn't have to feel guilty every ti she interacted with Shen Yuan?
"No way. I'm not interested at all."
"Alright then."
Luo Bingying hesitated before asking, "So, are you planning to see Shen Yuan when you go back this ti?"
Zhou Peiwei answered haughtily, "That scumbag… we'll see what kind of mood I'm in."
Hearing this, Luo Bingying sighed internally—Peiwei saying this probably ant she was definitely going to see Shen Yuan.
Humans are such strange creatures. Even though Zhou Peiwei was her best friend, Luo Bingying couldn't help but feel possessive when it ca to Shen Yuan.
She even found her own feelings shaful.
"When are you leaving?"
"My dad said he booked a flight for tomorrow morning."
"Alright then."
After finishing their al, they went back to their respective dorms. Luo Bingying climbed up to her bed, closed the privacy curtain, plugged in her AirPods, and made a video call to Shen Yuan.
Shen Yuan was having a al with Lih Xiao and Lih ng when the video call ca through. Luckily, his phone was on silent mode. Feeling the slight vibration in his pocket, he calmly stood up, saying, "I need to use the restroom."
He went into the restroom, locked the door, and answered the video call from Luo Bingying. "Why are you calling at this ti? Didn't I tell you to send a ssage for confirmation before calling? You're really in such a rush to deliver your howork?"
"I'm sorry, I forgot…"
On the screen, Luo Bingying appeared flustered at his reprimand. "There's sothing I needed to tell you."
"What is it?"
"Weiwei is flying back to Star City tomorrow for her family's arranged date. She… might co looking for you."
Shen Yuan chuckled. "Why do I sense jealousy in your tone?"
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