Chapter 91

Song Fei and Nie Xingzhou are well-known figures in the school.

In a place where the rich and noble are everywhere, they stand out with their superior backgrounds— from this perspective, Xiang Sixi, who stands out for being poor, is also very famous.

Nie Xingzhou is bold and glamorous, like a little tiger dominating arrogantly. While Song Fei is seen by teachers as a good girl, the head of the top class, a teacher’s good helper.

But… Xiang Sixi sniffed lightly, the faint smell of smoke lingering around Song Fei, confirming her suspicion.

It seems that the so-called rich, beautiful, and excellent students are not that simple.

Song Fei was holding a few exercise books, looking like she was going to study, but Xiang Sixi keenly sensed that something was wrong.

Xiang Sixi knew that many girls would hide on the balcony to smoke, either honestly dispersing the smell of smoke or spraying strong perfume to cover it up. Song Fei wouldn’t be unaware of these steps to disguise the truth; she probably came out as soon as she put out the cigarette.

Coming out to study? Xiang Sixi hadn’t seen Song Fei so eager to go to the self-study room before. But Xiang Sixi had no interest in the truth and stepped aside to let her pass, lifting her leg to leave.

“Xiang Sixi,” Song Fei called out, her voice indiscernible.

Xiang Sixi stopped and turned her head, but Song Fei didn’t continue speaking.

Seeing Song Fei looking at her without saying a word, Xiang Sixi spoke up:

“Do you need something?”

Song Fei’s lips moved, but she didn’t say anything.

“If there’s nothing, I’ll go first.”

“Your Big Sister—”

Xiang Sixi suddenly stopped in her tracks.

This time, she looked very serious. She quickly ran through the intersection between Big Sister and Song Fei in her mind. It seemed like the last time was at Nie’s house…

But that time, Song Fei and Big Sister didn’t speak.

Xiang Sixi scrutinized Song Fei, with a wary look in her eyes like a small beast. “What business do you have with my Big Sister?”

Song Fei was about to blurt out her words, but the emotions just now rapidly cooled down. She calmed down. Did Xiang Sixi still not know?

She tentatively asked, “Has your Big Sister said anything to you recently?”

As soon as she said this, Song Fei regretted it. She had no contact with Song Pianxian, and mentioning her had aroused Xiang Sixi’s alertness. In this situation, anything she said would be wrong.

“What should I say?” Xiang Sixi followed up quickly.

The light in the corridor was dim. Xiang Sixi was tall and thin, with a serious expression, making Song Fei feel a stifling pressure. She pursed her lips and turned her head away from Xiang Sixi’s gaze.

But behind Xiang Sixi was Song Pianxian, approaching like an unknown animal in the thick of the night, her footsteps becoming clearer and clearer.

Dah, dah, dah.

Song Fei had nowhere to hide.

“It’s nothing, just seeing you reminded me of your Big Sister.” She said stiffly.

Her pride prevented her from telling Xiang Sixi voluntarily.

She raised her chin, still proud: “I’m going to the self-study room.”

Xiang Sixi frowned, watching Song Fei’s departing figure, feeling puzzled. But soon, Song Fei’s last sentence captured all of her attention.

Why did she suddenly think of my Big Sister for no reason?

Xiang Sixi said coldly, “My Big Sister and I are doing fine. Song, you don’t need to worry about her so much.”

“…” Song Fei didn’t even turn her head. Was she being foolish? Was she assuming everyone was fixated on her Big Sister? At such a young age, she probably wasn’t obsessed with her sister, was she?

As Song Fei walked to the study room, Nie Xingzhou looked up brightly, but as soon as she saw it was her, her enthusiasm dimmed instantly.

“It’s you.”

Song Fei’s eyebrows twitched. Although she and Nie Xingzhou rarely interacted, Nie Xingzhou’s reaction was quite normal. However, Song Fei was feeling particularly sensitive now. She put down her book and asked, “Are you disappointed?”

“Not really,” Nie Xingzhou tilted her head, “We’ve seen each other countless times since we were kids, and we’re still in the same school. It’s hard to feel anything new.”

That’s true, Song Fei thought, lowering her gaze. They didn’t socialize much, but as peers, hearing each other’s names at school or seeing each other outside, they were indeed familiar to the point of being inseparable.

If she were to disappear from this circle in the future… Song Fei chuckled self-deprecatingly, wondering if Nie Xingzhou would feel something missing at some moment.

Probably not, she thought. It’s likely she would forget about it in no time.

Forget it, she never cared about Nie Xingzhou anyway. Why was she sulking about it? Song Fei quickly adjusted her mood, returning to her usual indifference. She opened a math workbook, intending to shift her focus to her studies.

Unexpectedly, Nie Xingzhou, breaking her usual habit, leaned over and asked, “Are you feeling down?”

Had Nie Xingzhou noticed? Song Fei was taken aback, then felt a hint of warmth, even a somewhat untimely touch of emotion.

But she remained restrained and dignified, saying, “Hmm? No.”

Nie Xingzhou nodded in relief.

The soft evening sun outside the window seemed gentle, and the voices from the playground sounded distant.

Song Fei’s fluctuating mood was subtly soothed.

She glanced at Nie Xingzhou carefully, about to say something, when Nie Xingzhou unexpectedly reached over from the neighboring desk, handed her a test paper, and looked at her with dewy eyes:

“As long as you’re okay. Quick, take a look at this problem for me.”

“Huh?” 

Nie Xingzhou diligently handed over the draft paper, earnestly reminding, “Remember to write down the solution process.”

“…”

“Hurry, Xiang Sixi will be back soon.” Seeing Song Fei remaining motionless, Nie Xingzhou became nervous.

Upon hearing Xiang Sixi’s name, Song Fei finally couldn’t bear it anymore.

She looked at Nie Xingzhou as if she were a fool.

Nie Xingzhou tilted her head innocently and cutely.

Song Fei took the draft paper from her indifferently, glanced at the question, and began writing.

She pressed down heavily with her pen, leaving deep marks on the paper. The draft paper was almost torn apart by her.

Once she finished this question, she and Nie Xingzhou would be even!

Song Pianxian received the message from the Song Family on a clear afternoon. Song Xuehan would come to pick her up to go to the paternity testing center for sampling.

Sending the samples remotely was also an option, but for the sake of thoroughness, the Song Family chose to do it in person.

“Also, it’s because Auntie wants to see you.” Song Xuehan said, “She returned to the country with me yesterday.”

Song Xuehan’s aunt was Song Pianxian’s biological mother in the original body. Song Pianxian retrieved the delicate image of her mother from her memories and agreed.

After packing up, when Song Xuehan notified her that they were almost there, Song Pianxian picked up the garbage bag and went downstairs, unexpectedly seeing Xi Heng’s car at the bottom of the building.

At that moment, only four words crossed Song Pianxian’s mind: lingering like a ghost.

Meng Yue stepped out of the driver’s seat and said to Song Pianxian, “Ms. Song, the CEO is coming here directly from the dinner party. He drank too much and doesn’t want to go to rest. Can you persuade him?”

Song Pianxian threw the garbage bag into the large trash can first, wiped her hands with a wet wipe, and looked at Meng Yue.

“We have no relation, you’ve got the wrong person. As for you, as his trusted assistant, you should advise him to take care of his health.”

“If it’s really impossible, you can call his family. Madam Bai always has a way.”

Meng Yue hesitated, “Well… Secretary Li has already called Madam, but the CEO heard it and got angry, kicking Secretary Li off the car.”

Song Pianxian glanced at the black-tinted glass in the back seat.

“Secretary Li?”

“It’s… Miss Li Wan.”

Song Pianxian looked as if she suddenly understood. It seemed that Li Wan had already climbed up to Xi Heng. From a small receptionist, she had transformed into the “secretary” of the CEO’s office.

In the original plot, there was also such a segment. Ironically, when the original owner was the legitimate girlfriend, she was pressed to work as a receptionist. Meanwhile, Li Wan, without any status or position, followed Xi Heng. Instead, because she had some connection with Bai Rong, as Bai Rong’s informant, she directly entered the CEO’s office.

She was now riding high on the crest of success, achieving a “win-win” with Bai Rong. It remained to be seen how long this glory would last.

Evil people will eventually meet their downfall. Song Pianxian was just waiting to see their drama unfold. At this moment, she checked the time on her phone and said:

“I have something else to do and don’t have time to waste with your boss.”

Meng Yue was in a dilemma. As Xi Heng’s confidant, he naturally knew what his superior wanted. At this point, the boss clearly wanted to see Song Pianxian, so he didn’t dare to leave.

“Ms. Song, if you just—”

“Shut up!” The door in the back suddenly swung open, and a dark and angry voice interrupted Meng Yue’s words.

Xi Heng was still sitting in the seat, reeking of alcohol. He had a splitting headache, but his consciousness was clear. He sized up Song Pianxian.

Song Pianxian was delicately dressed up elegantly, with a cluster of bright yellow wintersweets by her side.

She stood there gracefully, looking spirited and radiant, clearly living well.

…Even better than when she was by his side, full of confidence and vitality.

This radiance stung Xi Heng’s eyes. He sneered, “Ms. Song seems to be doing quite well.”

Song Pianxian smiled politely, seemingly not catching Xi Heng’s sarcasm, and calmly replied, “Thanks to your blessings.”

Was she saying that she was doing better now that she had left him? Xi Heng took a deep breath, almost choking, and in the next moment, he saw Song Pianxian gracefully step back two steps, making way for another woman.

“Xi Heng.” Li Wan pounced beside Xi Heng, speaking gently, “Aunt Bai just wanted to see you. How could I trouble her to come here? I promised her that I would take you back safely, and only then did she feel relieved.”

“If you don’t want to go back, I can find some more excuses and talk to Aunt Bai.”

Xi Heng’s expression darkened, and he subconsciously glanced at Song Pianxian.

But Song Pianxian’s expression remained unchanged, her smile still beautiful and enchanting.

For some reason, Xi Heng felt even more tormented, his heart ached so much that he couldn’t speak.

After Li Wan finished speaking, she turned to look at Song Pianxian. “Pianxian, are you here too? What a coincidence.”

Li Wan once again emphasized her close relationship with Xi Heng and asserted her dominance, clearly doing it for Song Pianxian’s benefit. Seeing the scene unfold, Song Pianxian graciously responded after watching the drama for a while:

“What a coincidence indeed. I was waiting for someone, and now you both are here.”

Li Wan smiled gently and tucked her hair behind her ear. “Who are you waiting for? Oh, you’re all dressed up, very beautiful. Are you going on a date?”

“Not exactly,” Song Pianxian replied.

Li Wan was confident that Song Pianxian wasn’t going on a date but meeting friends. With Song Pianxian’s background, what kind of friends could she possibly have?

Li Wan couldn’t hide her satisfaction as she smiled, “Where’s your friend then? If they’re still far away, Xi Heng and I can give you a ride.”

She tapped the Maserati behind her, hinting at something, with a patronizing tone:

“You can ride in this car to meet your friend. Who knows, it might elevate your status a bit. You’ll have some face in front of your friends too.”

Song Pianxian raised an eyebrow.

Xi Heng, listening to Li Wan’s authoritative tone, was displeased, but considering what she said, he restrained himself.

Whether it was to make Song Pianxian get into his car or to make Song Pianxian realize the gap between him and her “friends,” both aligned with his intentions.

Thinking of this, Xi Heng said coldly, “Why are you standing there? Get in the car.”

Song Pianxian remained indifferent, even finding their thoughts dull and uninteresting.

“No need, I’m waiting for someone to pick me up,” she replied.

Li Wan sneered, “Who could you be waiting for? Hurry up, call your friend.” She gestured towards the pathway in front of the apartment building. “Your apartment is so poorly designed, it’s hard to find. Your friend might not even come—”

Li Wan’s voice gradually trailed off, showing confusion and suspicion.

What did she see?

Slowly approaching along the deserted pathway, there came a Maybach.

She recognized this car model; Bai Rong had shown it to her last week, saying that Xi Heng wanted to buy this one, but Fu Siyuan thought it was too expensive. Only after much negotiation did he agree, but then they found out that this model wasn’t something you could just buy with money.

This kind of car should be circulating in the noble families, so why was it appearing in this remote fifth-ring apartment complex?

Li Wan subconsciously thought of a possibility.

Her voice abruptly stopped, and she turned her head abruptly towards Song Pianxian.

But the latter didn’t even pay her any attention.

With a scent of plum blossom, Song Pianxian brushed past her and took a few steps forward. The car stopped respectfully in front of her, like a dignified and courteous dark knight.

Li Wan gasped and took a big step back.

Now she was conveniently blocking Xi Heng, who impatiently pushed her aside. “What’s going on?”

He couldn’t sit still anymore. What had happened? Pushing Li Wan aside, Xi Heng climbed out of the backseat.

Barely managing to stand steady, he was first startled by the Maybach, which made his body shake again. Then, Xi Heng saw the car window roll down, and he saw someone who should never have appeared here—

“Song Xuehen?!”

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Translator: Glariosa
Editor: Ruu

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