"There was never anything between her and . You might have misunderstood things before."
Chen Yansen took a sip of his drink and said nonchalantly.
Just then, he recalled the "Big Sis’s" na—ng Jie!
A na might not fit, but a nickna always does.
Her looks and personality were a complete mismatch for her na. She had a neat, short haircut, the tips just brushing her ears, which made her look crisp and capable. Her personality was even more ’manly’ than most guys.
ng Jie froze when she heard him, then gave a disdainful smirk. She clearly didn’t believe him.
’You chased her for three whole years, and now you’re saying there was never anything between you?’
’What a load of bullshit!’
Chen Yansen’s voice wasn’t loud, but it was just audible enough to reach Zhou Keyuan’s ears.
’Asshole! If you don’t apologize, I’ll never forgive you.’
Zhou Keyuan’s face paled. She wrung her hands, her fingertips trembling slightly as she silently made a vow.
She didn’t understand!
The simp who was doting on her just yesterday had beco a completely different person today, giving her the cold shoulder.
"You’re really not going to go smooth things over?"
ng Jie craned her neck to assess the situation and couldn’t resist asking again.
"Actually, I’m more interested in you."
Chen Yansen swirled the drink in his glass. He leaned back on the sofa with a casual air, tilting his head and lowering his voice.
’After all, in his past life, the most successful person from their class, other than himself, was ng Jie.’
’She beca the president of a county-level bank before she even turned thirty.’
’That wouldn’t have been possible without both ability and family connections.’
"Tsk, tsk. I never would’ve guessed. You’ve actually got scumbag potential."
ng Jie flashed a grin, roasting him to his face without holding back.
She hadn’t earned the nickna "Big Sis" just for being top of the class. Her exceptional personality ant she wasn’t the type to blush shyly like other girls.
"I also have potential as a fortune-teller. Want to read your palm?"
Chen Yansen set down his glass, a playful mood suddenly striking him.
’After all, there was a certain perverse thrill in teasing a future bank president.’
"Alright, give it a shot. But if you’re wrong, you have to chug this entire bottle of beer."
ng Jie smiled faintly, picking up a large bottle of Snow beer and setting it on the table before him.
"Hold out your right hand."
Chen Yansen chuckled, pinching his fingers together in the classic pose of a master fortune-teller.
ng Jie’s hand was smooth, fair, and small, just like the rest of her.
The alternating red and green lights fell across her chin and neck, making her skin look exceptionally fine and delicate.
Chen Yansen realized then that, given his vast experience in judging people, ng Jie’s looks were severely underrated.
’If she took off those black-rimd glasses, swapped into a simple, solid-colored dress, and grew her hair out, she’d easily be considered a campus belle at any university.’
Seeing him stay silent while staring intently at her, ng Jie’s heart skipped a beat. She put on a stern expression and prompted, "Well? Can you do it or not?"
"Patience, I’m analyzing it."
Chen Yansen took ng Jie’s small hand and placed it gently in his own. He caressed it playfully, rubbing it over and over until the base of her ears turned so red it looked as if they might start bleeding. Only then did he slowly begin to speak:
"Your lifeline is long and distinct, which ans you have strong vitality.
Your heart line is deep with few branches, which ans you’re a devoted partner. Your future husband will most likely be your first love.
Your fate line shoots straight up from your palm. While there are a few bumps along the way, the overall trend is upward. You’re destined for great wealth and fortune. There’s a ninety percent chance you’ll end up in the finance industry. However..."
Seeing her expression grow more and more serious, a sign that his words were hitting ho, Chen Yansen deliberately trailed off.
"However what? Spit it out!"
ng Jie pressed him.
"How about a bet? If I get everything right, you have to promise one thing. If I’m wrong, the sa applies to you."
A brilliant smile spread across Chen Yansen’s face.
"Tell what it is first."
Looking at the mischievous glint in his eyes, ng Jie knew he was up to sothing. She wasn’t about to fall for his trick.
"See this line here? The education line. It has a tiny fork, which ans your academic path has a hiccup coming up. If I’m not mistaken, you’re going to miss out on your first-choice university and have to settle for your second."
Chen Yansen said, feigning seriousness.
"Bullshit!"
ng Jie yanked her hand back and cursed at him.
"We’ll see who’s right in a month. But if you lose, I want to see you in stockings."
Chen Yansen lowered his voice, leaning close to ng Jie’s ear and exhaling slowly as he spoke.
"You’re such a pervert!"
ng Jie’s earlobes turned crimson. Startled, she scrambled a step away from him, her face a mask of disgust.
’Damn you, Chen Yansen! You won’t even spare one of the bros!’
’In all her eighteen years, she’d never been hit on so brazenly.’
ng Jie felt her breath catch, her heart pounded erratically—THUMP-THUMP—and a tingly weakness spread through her fingers.
Zhou Keyuan saw it all.
The image of their intimate interaction was seared into her mind, and she couldn’t help but feel a surge of anger.
’I’ve only rejected him ten tis, and he’s already giving up?’
’He’s even hitting on ng Jie just to piss off. He’s desperate!’
Zhou Keyuan smirked to herself, convinced she had figured out Chen Yansen’s petty little ga.
"Everyone, I’m so sorry! My mom wants ho early, so I have to get going."
Zhou Keyuan abruptly stood up, feigning a glance at her watch as she spoke.
’Heh, she’s getting desperate.’
Chen Yansen sneered inwardly. He couldn’t care less and didn’t even think about getting up to see her off.
When Zhou Keyuan saw his reaction, her face fell. With a dejected look, she pushed open the door and left.
"Yuanyuan, wait up! I’ll walk out with you!"
The two girls closest to Zhou Keyuan saw that Chen Yansen had no intention of following. They shot him an angry glare before storming out and slamming the door behind them.
The few people left in the room exchanged awkward glances.
"Well, I guess we should all head out. Let’s get together again soti."
ng Jie, having composed herself, took the initiative to break the awkward silence.
With Chen Yansen’s antics driving away all the decent-looking girls, the remaining guys lost their motivation to stay. They all mumbled their agreent and began trickling out of the private room.
"Don’t forget our bet."
Chen Yansen stood up and planted a hand on the wall, blocking ng Jie’s path. He leaned in and whispered, radiating confidence.
"Fine. But what happens if *you* lose?"
ng Jie lifted her head to et his gaze, refusing to back down.
"I’m all yours. Do with what you will."
Chen Yansen said with a wicked grin.
"If you lose, you have to wear stockings, too!"
ng Jie snorted and ran to catch up with her classmates. When she reached the stairwell, she couldn’t resist glancing back, only to see Chen Yansen’s roguish smile still fixed on her.
’He’s gotten more handso, but it seems he’s also turned into a player!’
His gaze made her heart race, and she quickly turned away, forcibly suppressing the curiosity welling up inside her.
"Chen Yansen, so you’re not going after Zhou Keyuan anymore? You’re trying for ng Jie now?"
Wang Zihao, who had been standing off to the side, was utterly baffled.
"Don’t you think ng Jie is actually prettier?"
Chen Yansen said with a small smile, patting his shoulder.
"When did you go blind?"
Wang Zihao looked at him strangely, half-tempted to slap so sense into him. He completely failed to see what was so pretty about ng Jie, with her androgynous style and hair even shorter than his own.
"For fuck’s sake..."
Chen Yansen just shook his head, not bothering to argue with him.
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