"I was born with the ability to sense the true emotions of others. This guy, although appearing calm on the outside, must already be restless inside. All the boys I’ve encountered are like this, without exception," Gao Weiwei murmured to herself, sensing Chen Fan’s state of mind with her innate talent.
However, the mont she touched upon Chen Fan’s innermost thoughts, she was completely dumbfounded.
"How... can I not feel any emotional fluctuations in his heart?"
"Could it be that he really has no feelings for at all?"
She checked again and again, only to find that Chen Fan’s heart really didn’t have the slightest ripple, unswayed by her beauty.
How could this be? It shouldn’t be like this.
Chen Fan was slightly startled in his heart, "Huh? Is this... ntal power?"
He stealthily glanced at Gao Weiwei.
After dealing with Huang Xing last ti, Chen Fan knew that there were people in this world whose ntal power far exceeded that of ordinary people.
Such people, even if they were not cultivators, had a perception different from the average individual.
It seed Gao Weiwei was one such person.
"No wonder Xiaohan ntioned that her roommate could use the Mind Reading Technique. Now it seems to be true."
"Is she trying to sense my emotions using ntal power?"
"The girls of today really are sensitive, huh? Is she upset that I didn’t react to the fact that she is the school beauty?"
Chen Fan smiled helplessly to himself but did not expose Gao Weiwei, continuing as if nothing happened to the room with Ling Xiaohan.
Gao Weiwei wore an unhappy face, "He must be pretending; he’s doing it so convincingly. I refuse to believe he didn’t react to at all. Such a person is really hypocritical to even fool my perception."
"Xiaohan really brought back a boring guy!"
With a heart full of gloom, she returned to her room.
The next morning.
Chen Fan thought that since he was living at soone else’s expense, he should at least make an effort, so he got up and made breakfast.
Gao Weiwei liked to do yoga in the early morning, while Ling Xiaohan was still in her dreams, so she had already changed into her tight yoga clothes and was heading to the balcony.
When she saw Chen Fan cooking in the kitchen, she imdiately felt contemptuous: "Such a people-pleaser. It seems my judgnt was right; he is just putting on an act."
Then, she imdiately straightened her body, displaying her perfect curves, and pretended to walk casually past Chen Fan.
Seeing that Gao Weiwei was up, Chen Fan politely said, "Breakfast will be ready soon."
Gao Weiwei, with an air of arrogance, didn’t reply but went to the balcony to lay out her yoga mat and start her routine.
"With a figure as good as mine, this guy will definitely take a peek."
Gao Weiwei thought proudly to herself, trying to perfect each pose and occasionally sneaking a glance at Chen Fan.
However, to her surprise, Chen Fan really focused only on cooking and didn’t glance her way even once.
This annoyed her deeply, "He’s such a good actor, this guy is too good at pretending."
After Chen Fan finished preparing breakfast and placed it on the table, he finally looked towards Gao Weiwei, "Breakfast is ready. Co over after you finish your yoga."
Gao Weiwei pretended to be aloof, ignoring Chen Fan.
At this mont, she was doing a forward bending movent, her body bent at ninety degrees, one leg lifted, stretching straight upwards.
It must be said that her figure was slightly plump, her legs were smooth and rounded, her ankles slender, her feet pale and tender as jade, exuding a strong charm all over.
Chen Fan wasn’t knowledgeable about yoga, but he knew that girls who practiced yoga tended to have good figures, and Gao Weiwei’s figure indeed ranked top-notch.
He only glanced once before turning away, yet it was this glance that made him notice Gao Weiwei’s posture seed sowhat improper.
Her leg muscles were tensed too tightly, which in Martial Arts, maintaining such tension for a long ti could easily lead to muscle cramps.
Out of kindness, Chen Fan walked over to Gao Weiwei.
Gao Weiwei, noticing Chen Fan approaching, imdiately felt smug inside, "Finally couldn’t hold back, huh? Hmph, I knew you were faking it."
Chen Fan ca up to Gao Weiwei and reminded her, "Miss Weiwei, when you hold this posture, you can relax your leg muscles a bit. If you keep them tense like this for too long, you’ll cramp up."
Gao Weiwei scoffed in her heart, such a la way to strike up a conversation.
"Even if you want to hit on , find a better excuse, will you? I’ve actually paid for yoga classes, this movent was taught by the instructor, and I’ve been doing it for so long, how could I possibly cramp up?"
Chen Fan was startled, "Uh... I’m serious."
Gao Weiwei snorted, "I know exactly what you n are thinking. You’re just the most ordinary man I’ve t, and your tricks are simply laughable to ."
Last night, Ling Xiaohan had already told her about Chen Fan’s situation, and she also believed that Chen Fan was seeking paynt for his labor.
Such a person usually wouldn’t catch her eye.
It was just Chen Fan’s apparent indifference that annoyed her, so she wanted to prove her own charm.
Now that Chen Fan finally couldn’t resist and ca to talk to her, it satisfied her greatly, and she took the opportunity to express her attitude as a goddess.
I’m not interested in soone like you, no matter how much you pretend, you can’t attract my attention.
Chen Fan was speechless, thinking if you won’t listen to advice, I can’t be bothered, and turned to go have breakfast.
Just then, Gao Weiwei suddenly let out a soft cry, a look of pain appeared on her face, and her body started to shake.
"How... how co it’s cramping all of a sudden? This guy really has a crow’s mouth."
Her body stiffened, unable to move, she had no choice but to shout to Chen Fan, "I... my leg is cramping, co help quick."
Chen Fan rolled his eyes, walked over, supported her body and laid her down on the yoga mat, then grabbed her calf and gently massaged it.
Gao Weiwei’s cheeks flushed slightly, she had never before been touched by a man like this.
After massaging, Chen Fan seriously said, "Miss Weiwei, you are indeed very beautiful, but... not everyone has to like you."
Gao Weiwei’s expression turned cold, "What, you an I’m very narcissistic?"
Chen Fan said, "Not really, perhaps you’re just too sensitive."
Gao Weiwei stood up, "Tch, you’re just trying to get my attention with this reverse-psychology tactic, huh? Don’t think I’ll fall for it, let tell you, I don’t fancy you one bit."
Then she went to the dining table to have breakfast.
Chen Fan was sowhat baffled, but also didn’t wish to explain further, and sat down to eat as well.
Before long, Ling Xiaohan got up to have breakfast, oblivious to the tension between Chen Fan and Gao Weiwei.
She smiled at Chen Fan, "Brother Chen Fan, in a few days Binhai City will host a big Martial Arts tournant, said to be a grand event in the Martial Arts Circle, very lively, with martial arts experts from all over already arriving in Binhai."
"Our class monitor cos from a Martial Arts family, and he said there’s a banquet tonight to welco the martial artists from various places, and he’s invited and Weiwei, supposedly even Tang Chuchu from the Tang Family will be there. Do you want to join us?"
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