It was no wonder the three of them were so shocked. They’d had their whole worldview turned upside down when they first met Feng Xun on the first day of school.
The kind of young master with a company worth billions—the sort you only ever saw in novels and on TV—was nothing compared to Feng Xun.
He wore watches that cost hundreds of thousands without a second thought, and seemed to drive a different supercar every day. Going to school felt like nothing more than a hobby to him. And on top of that, he was naturally smart and had excellent grades.
In their eyes, Feng Xun was practically the pinnacle of the upper class.
And now… there was someone even more outrageous than Feng Xun among the younger generation…
That left Qin Heng and the other two feeling even more out of their depth.
“There’s no way the three of us could get into a banquet like that, right?”
“Uh, even if we went, I don’t think we’d be much help making Young Master Feng look good.”
“I’ve still got code to write tonight, and there’s the client…”
Feng Xun knew what the three of them were worried about. He sat back down on the bed.
“I reserved these spots at the banquet especially for you guys.”
“This banquet is a fantastic chance to make connections. The people there have a lot of pull, whether in business or government.”
“Besides, it took a lot of effort to get these three invitations. Are you sure you don’t want to go?”
Feng Xun laid out the pros and cons clearly. They were only freshmen, but it was a rare opportunity to step into the wider world early and start making connections. And this chance was practically one of a kind.
Getting to meet people from Feng Xun’s world was already a big deal. If they seized the opportunity, even making a friend, leaving a good impression, or getting someone’s WeChat could be a huge help in the future. Who knew? They might even rise straight to the top.
And this showed just how good a friend Feng Xun was. He’d gone to all that trouble to get three invitations for them…
The other two finally understood what Feng Xun meant.
Qin Heng was the first to speak up.
“Young Master Feng put it that way. How could we possibly say no?”
Su Chen walked over to Feng Xun and slung an arm around his shoulders.
“As long as our Young Master Feng doesn’t mind, I can use this handsome face of mine to help our dorm score a few rich, beautiful girls. No problem.”
Nearby, Zuo Xi shut down his computer too.
“I’ve already told that client to get lost and wait until tomorrow.”
Feng Xun gave the three of them an exasperated look. He picked up the black stockings on Qin Heng’s chair, tossed them into the trash, and dusted off his hands.
“All right, go get your formal clothes ready. Once classes are over tonight, meet me at the school gate at nine.”
…
After class that afternoon, Big Couch-Potato Qin went straight home to get ready. He dug out the suit he’d last worn for his high school graduation ceremony and got it ready.
Since even Young Master Feng said this banquet was important, Qin Heng had to take it seriously.
The reason he didn’t buy a new suit was that Ning Muxuan had personally taken him to the store and had this one custom-made for him.
It had cost tens of thousands, too. Of course, Qin Heng didn’t have that kind of money. Ning Muxuan had paid for it out of her own pocket. And honestly, even if Qin Heng had the money, it wouldn’t have stayed in his wallet for long.
Ever since Ning Muxuan had moved into the house, his savings had never once topped four digits. He handed it all over to her.
Even the entire allowance their parents had left them before going away this time had, by default, been deposited into Ning Muxuan’s account.
Even his New Year’s money went straight from his mother to Ning Muxuan. She’d deduct “taxes” and decide how much to leave him based on his recent behavior. Of the thousand yuan he was supposed to get every year, Qin Heng probably received no more than two hundred…
Just thinking about it made him want to cry, so Qin Heng decided to stop. He quickly tidied up the suit, picked off a few loose threads, and ironed out the wrinkles. Just then, a message came in from Ning Muxuan saying that she’d be home late because of some business at the Academy of Science and Education.
Qin Heng figured that was for the best. At least he wouldn’t have to explain at length why he was going out to a banquet.
Once everything was ready, Qin Heng put on the suit, stood in front of the mirror, and fixed his hair.
Big Slacker Qin wouldn’t make claims about much else, but when it came to looks and physique, he really was a handsome, broke guy.
The whole dorm’s reputation rested on him now.
Big Slacker Qin smugly tugged at his black tie and struck pose after pose in front of the mirror.
He checked the time and saw he still had a while before they were supposed to meet, so he decided to visit his wife first.
Uh… his in-game wife. ⊙ω⊙
Qin Heng picked up a silver earring from his computer desk. It was finely made and small, and looked just like an ordinary piece of jewelry for the ear. But it was actually an advanced immersive VR game device.
Even when Qin Heng first learned about it at a game shop, he thought it sounded ridiculous. Was technology really this advanced now? You could play games with an earring?
But the shop owner said it was a brand-new product, and Qin Heng was lucky enough to have arrived just in time to try it out for free.
At first, Qin Heng thought it was just a simple game projected in front of his eyes. But once he tried it, he realized just how incredible it was…
After setting the time, Qin Heng sat down at the desk and put on the earring. He slowly closed his eyes as his consciousness began to loosen and scatter, then finally gathered again…
A faint bitter medicinal smell reached his nose. When Qin Heng opened his eyes again, he was in a wooden cabin, reclining in a bamboo chair.
Several books lay scattered across the table in front of him. The writing was neat and square, but it wasn’t Chinese characters. It looked more like classical script…
Strangely, Qin Heng could make out the words after glancing over them…
He raised a hand and saw that his sleeve and palm were stained with a little black ink. It seemed he’d accidentally fallen asleep while reading.
Qin Heng instinctively tried to wipe away the ink, only to smear it around and make it worse. A cool breeze drifted in through the open window nearby.
Qin Heng shivered and hurried to close the window.
Just then, someone behind him draped a long-sleeved garment over his shoulders.
At first, Qin Heng didn’t react. It wasn’t until he saw the delicate hand resting on his shoulder that he slowly came back to himself.
Qin Heng gently took the hand in his and spoke.
“You’ve gone to so much trouble for me, my dear.”
The lovely figure behind him didn’t reply. She simply continued to smooth his collar with gentle hands, then stepped forward to straighten the scattered books on the table.
Her profile reflected in Qin Heng’s eyes, and he slowly began to lose himself in it again…
The woman before him was tall and slender, with skin as smooth and pale as jade. Her simple, light-red robe was adorned with a few golden, scale-patterned phoenix hairpins, plain yet dignified.
Her long black hair flowed like rippling glass, falling to the curve of her slender waist.
Her breathtaking face was framed by graceful brows and bright eyes. A faint touch of red at the corners softened her otherwise cool, striking features with a hint of warmth…
The beauty before him was Xiao Junling, the wife of Bai Yi (Qin Heng).
