Chapter 140: Chen Xin, Eat Dog Excrement

Yang Danni leaned close to Ye Qian's ear and whispered a few words. A flash of displeasure quickly vanished from Ye Qian's face, and she put on an indifferent expression, saying, "I thought it was something major. I won't get mad, hehe. Like I said just now, we're not love rivals anymore, we're good sisters. I, I, I'm going to sleep now. Good night."

Fleeing like she was escaping for her life, Ye Qian hurried back to her room. Leaning against the door, she felt thoroughly unsettled. Only now did she realize that the reason Long Fei had so obediently come out to eat was because Yang Danni had promised him a reward. Thinking about how Long Fei and Yang Danni would soon be making passionate love right next door, Ye Qian's face flushed crimson. Her heart was a swirl of bitterness and excitement; having never experienced anything between the sheets before, she couldn't help but be curious.

Thus, while cursing Long Fei silently in her heart, Ye Qian quickly took a shower. Then, without even wearing underwear, she lay naked on the bed, staring nervously at the ceiling. She touched her breasts, which seemed to have grown a bit, and pricked up her ears. Tonight, she wanted to listen closely to the good show next door.

Ten minutes later, the muffled whispers of Yang Danni and Long Fei drifted from the living room outside. Unable to make out the words, Ye Qian crawled out of bed and pressed her ear firmly against the door. However, Long Fei and Yang Danni had already entered the bedroom, followed by the sound of a door slamming shut.

She quickly relocated her listening post, pressing her ear against the adjoining wall. This time, she heard everything clearly.

"No, I need to take a shower first." That was Yang Danni's voice.

Long Fei's voice followed immediately.

"Then let me join you."

"Didn't you just take one?" Yang Danni reproached playfully.

"Well, let's wash again. It's been so long since I took a mandarin duck bath with my Danni wife. Since we've been apart for so long, I need to help inspect Her Ladyship's body, hehe."

*Damn it,* pervert, shameless, obscene.

A string of curses spilled from Ye Qian's lips.

Then came a gasp—presumably Long Fei lifting Yang Danni into his arms. A moment later, the sound of splashing water echoed, and shortly after that, another kind of sound mingled with the splashing. Ye Qian's face instantly turned as red as blood, and her heart rate spiked in an instant. She suddenly discovered that besides excitement, she seemed to feel a trace of yearning as well. As for what she was yearning for, she didn't quite understand.

Ye Qian's guess was spot on. The moment Long Fei stepped into the bathroom, he abandoned all restraint. Having practiced abstinence for so many days, he practically tore Yang Danni's clothes off in a frenzy, even ripping a pair of stockings she had deliberately worn for him in the process, before having his way with her right there in the bathtub.

By the time they returned to the bed, a full hour had already passed.

Seeing that Long Fei was about to misbehave again, Yang Danni quickly shushed him and lowered her voice, "Keep it down. I'm afraid Xiaoqian will hear us next door."

"What's there to be afraid of? The girl has psychological issues if she's going to eavesdrop. Hehe, but now that you mention it, I actually think she might just try to eavesdrop. Never mind, let's be louder. We want her to hear. Let her hear it without seeing it, let her smell it without tasting it. Hehe, I'll drive her crazy." Crawling over Yang Danni's perfectly seductive body, Long Fei chuckled mischievously while his hands didn't stop for a second, teasing her body even more frantically.

Hearing the sounds drifting through the wall, Ye Qian, whose mind was wide awake, cursed furiously in her heart: *Motherf—no, this young lady doesn't care about you at all! Hmph, pervert! You're the pervert, a super-perverted scumbag!*

While Long Fei enjoyed a night of romantic bliss, poor Ye Qian suffered.

As the saying goes, even if you've never seen a pig run, you've eaten pork.

Although Ye Qian had passed the age of youthful romantic restlessness, out of curiosity about sexuality, she had once watched adult videos in her dorm room with Sister Feng. So, aside from lacking firsthand experience, she wasn't entirely an idiot on the subject. Of course, her knowledge was strictly theoretical; when it came to practical application, she was an absolute rookie.

Precisely because she had seen such things on a computer screen, just hearing the various noises from next door and the moans Yang Danni choked back in her throat allowed her to vividly imagine such a thrilling scene, making her blood surge.

It wasn't just her blood that surged; she also felt a sense of guilt and panic. She began to wonder if she was naturally nymphomaniac. This mix of guilt and the stimulating sounds from next door kept her awake the entire night. The first half of the night was spent appreciating the spectacle—which felt amazing—while the second half was spent in intense internal struggle—which felt deeply depressing. When she woke up in the morning, she discovered that a certain part of her body was drenched.

Nourished by Long Fei for half the night, Yang Danni was in high spirits and got up early to cook breakfast. When Long Fei emerged yawning, Ye Qian happened to step out of her room as well. Not only did she sport a pair of dark circles under her eyes, but her eyes were also bloodshot. Clearly, she hadn't slept well last night. Furthermore, upon seeing Long Fei, the girl looked somewhat evasive, feeling her face burn slightly.

Long Fei didn't pay much attention to Ye Qian. He helped carry the breakfast from the kitchen to the table. The three of them ate in silence, seemingly tacitly aware of everything that had happened last night, thus maintaining a quiet accord.

Originally, he had intended to go see Ye Wantian, but at the thought of Liu Ruoyi, Long Fei's mood plunged into an inexplicable depression. In truth, ever since Liu Ruoyi had walked away, he hadn't been truly happy for a single moment. The reason he had listened to Yang Danni's persuasion wasn't entirely because he desperately wanted to engage in that crazy passion with her; more importantly, he didn't want to make Yang Danni sad. Watching the man by your side grieve and lose himself over another woman is in itself the greatest blow and injury a woman can endure.

Ye Qian went out with Long Fei, offering to drive him, but Long Fei rejected the offer without a moment's hesitation—he was still holding a grudge against her. Left with no choice, Ye Qian simply abandoned her own car and walked alongside him. She had sworn to herself last night that she would change, that she must no longer try to control Long Fei so much, so she would start practicing that resolve today.

"Hey, Long Fei, can you not walk so fast?" Ye Qian called out from behind.

Long Fei ignored her and continued marching forward at a brisk pace.

Ye Qian hurried forward with a few small steps, blocking Long Fei's path. She stared straight into his eyes, her face a mask of aggrieved grievance.

Long Fei asked with a trace of impatience, "What are you doing?"

Ye Qian kept staring at him, her eyes brimming with hurt, yet she said nothing.

Long Fei seemed reluctant to meet that gaze; in truth, he couldn't bear to see any girl make such an expression.

He tried to keep his tone natural, "What's wrong with you?"

"People say that husband and wife don't harbor overnight grudges. Even though we aren't husband and wife, are you still my boyfriend or not?" Ye Qian asked.

Long Fei desperately wanted to say no, but in the end, he didn't.

Resigned, he replied, "If you say I am, then I am." Having to put up with this little witch, it seemed his only option was to accept his fate.

"What kind of answer is that? Am I or am I not?"

"I suppose so." Long Fei sighed inwardly.

Hearing such a reluctant reply, Ye Qian fought desperately to hold back her tears. "Then you're not allowed to be mad anymore, okay? Yesterday was all my fault. I won't meddle in your business anymore."

Long Fei was stunned. When had this little demoness undergone a personality transplant?

"What did you say? You won't manage me anymore?"

Ye Qian nodded.

"Oh, then stop blocking my path. We're going to be late."

Ye Qian could tell Long Fei was still angry.

"Then please stop being mad."

Depressed, Long Fei muttered, "I'm not mad anymore."

"Really not mad?" Ye Qian was being exceptionally troublesome today.

Long Fei was amused by her: "Really, I'm not mad."

Only then did Ye Qian step aside and slip her arm through Long Fei's. Long Fei tried to shake her off, but failing to do so, he simply let her be.

Naturally, their journey attracted the gazes of quite a few people. Upon arriving at the school, it stirred up a wave of curiosity among the students. Lately, there hadn't been any news about the Pink Legion; rumor had it that because of a certain boy, Ye Qian had turned over a new leaf and disbanded the group. So this boy must be Long Fei—everyone jumped to that conclusion.

Long Fei felt exceptionally awkward, and his thoughts inevitably drifted to Liu Ruoyi. If the person holding his arm was Liu Ruoyi, perhaps he would be much happier.

Ye Qian felt a little nervous. She had never been this intimate with a boy before. In the past, she would never have pulled off such a stunt, but today she had thrown caution to the wind. She had told herself she needed to change; since she had successfully chased Liu Ruoyi away, Ye Qian felt that regardless of whether she was right or wrong, she could no longer let go of Long Fei. Otherwise, she'd truly be throwing good money after bad, ending up with nothing in the end, which would make her the ultimate fool.

By sheer coincidence, they ran into Chen Xin again. The guy wore the exact same smile, which instantly irritated Long Fei, especially since his mood was already gloomy.

"What a coincidence. Ye Qian, do you have time at noon? Let's grab lunch together." Chen Xin didn't seem ready to let Ye Qian go just like that, nor did he show any displeasure at the sight of her intimacy with Long Fei. This left Long Fei feeling thoroughly uncomfortable and also stirred a bit of sympathy for Ye Qian. If she really ended up caught by Chen Xin, her fate would be even more pitiful; it was blatantly obvious that Chen Xin didn't genuinely like Ye Qian, but rather had his eyes set on the Ye family's influence.

"Sorry, I'm busy. I'm having lunch with my boyfriend today, hehe." In the past, Ye Qian would have had no polite words for Chen Xin, but today she unexpectedly plastered a smile on her face—though she was undoubtedly cursing Chen Xin out in her mind.

Chen Xin didn't treat Long Fei the way he used to, either. Strictly speaking, he still had unresolved friction with Long Fei; the last time, Long Fei had suddenly pulled a dirty trick and yanked his pants down, almost humiliating him in public. Fortunately, no one had seen it, but bad blood had definitely been established. The problem was that by now, he had caught wind of some of Long Fei's background—at the very least, he knew Long Fei had a close relationship with Yang Batian. Therefore, even if you gave him ten times his courage, he wouldn't dare utter a single negative word about Long Fei anymore, at least not out loud. Hating him in secret was a given, though.

"Oh, is that so? Well, whenever you're free, feel free to look me up. Also, my parents miss you a lot and hope you can come visit our house sometime," Chen Xin smiled.

Ye Qian shot Chen Xin a fierce glare before instantly switching back to a smile. "Really? Then pass along my regards to them. When I have time, I'll visit them with Long Fei. And tell them to hurry up and find you a girlfriend so you stop hitting on other people's partners all the time. Realistically speaking, your family background isn't bad; finding a girlfriend shouldn't be that hard. I really don't know what's wrong with you, sigh!"

Had it been any other day, Long Fei would have chimed in with Ye Qian to mock Chen Xin, but today he had no such inclination. He was in a rush to head to the classroom to find Liu Ruoyi; after ticking her off yesterday, he had no idea what trick to use to cheer her up today.

In truth, the reason Long Fei hadn't slept well last night was that he had spent practically the second half of it mulling over his situation with Liu Ruoyi. It was obvious that he was already deeply entangled in emotional ties. Leaving aside Dragon Girl and Jenny, there was also Yang Danni—that was a confirmed certainty. As for Ye Qian, her future stance remained unknown; even if she came to her senses a few years later and stopped obsessing over him, there was no way he could settle for Liu Ruoyi as his only woman.

Long Fei wasn't a heartless person; asking him to abandon Yang Danni was something he could never bring himself to do. Yet he was even more clueless about how to handle his romantic ties with multiple women in the future. He could choose not to marry Jenny or Dragon Girl, but could he avoid marrying Yang Danni? The Yang family would probably turn the world upside down! And where on earth was Liu Ruoyi supposed to fit in? In the past, Long Fei couldn't be bothered to ponder such matters, choosing to live one day at a time and pursuing whatever he loved or desired. But after yesterday's upheaval, he finally understood a fundamental truth: unlike men, women were bound to refuse to let their beloved share them with anyone else. That was a universal trait among women. Women like Yang Danni were exceedingly rare—perhaps they existed elsewhere, but finding one combining such supreme beauty and wisdom was virtually impossible.

After half a night of deep thought, Long Fei had made up his mind: he would let things flow naturally and trust that a solution would present itself for the future. If Liu Ruoyi shared Yang Danni's mindset—loving him first and facing whatever came next together—that would be the absolute best outcome. If Liu Ruoyi found herself utterly unable to accept this reality from the start, Long Fei would have no choice but to let go with a sigh of resignation. As the saying goes, while one kind of love is patient waiting, another kind of love is letting go.

"Aren't I trying my best right now?" Chen Xin retorted with a laugh.

*This guy's skin is truly thick—way thicker than mine.*

With that thought, Long Fei grew impatient and said to Ye Qian, "Are you two done chatting yet? I don't have time for this; I'm leaving first!" Before Ye Qian could react, Long Fei abruptly yanked his arm away. Ye Qian wanted to grab him again, but catching Chen Xin's mischievous gaze, she finally stopped herself and could only glare hatefully at Chen Xin.

Seeing that Long Fei had already walked some distance away, Ye Qian closed in on Chen Xin, her face twisting into a fierce expression as she spat viciously, "Chen Xin! Go eat dog shit!"

*Good grief,* Ye Qian delivered a remarkably fierce curse before hurrying off to chase after Long Fei. Meanwhile, Chen Xin furrowed his brows, slightly perplexed as to why his father insisted on pushing him to pursue Ye Qian. The woman was thoroughly unlikable and constantly cursed—what was the point of chasing her? Fortunately, having Long Fei play the shield gave Chen Xin a convenient out, leaving him with nothing to do but offer a bitter smile.

Many men walked around acting arrogant and invincible, but whenever they crossed paths with that little demoness Ye Qian, they invariably ended up eating humble pie.

Not dog shit, just humble pie.

Having finally shaken off Ye Qian, Long Fei naturally refused to give her another chance to catch up, vanishing in a flash and leaving Ye Qian stamping her feet in frustration behind him.

Just as he reached the outside of the classroom, Long Fei ran into Wang Ziguo. The fellow was holding a lesson plan, likely preparing for an upcoming lecture. Spotting Long Fei, Wang Ziguo waved him over, and the two headed toward the corner of the stairwell—a quiet, secluded spot, and since class was about to start, students passing by were few and far between.

Wearing an intensely solemn expression, Wang Ziguo said, "Long Fei, do you know that the head of the department called me in for questioning this morning?"

"It's about that hag from yesterday, right? I figured as much." Long Fei gave a faint smile. Since she had relatives working in high positions within the Ministry of Education, it would be a miracle if He Lingshan simply let the matter drop, so Long Fei felt not the slightest bit surprised.

"Can you guess how this whole thing ended up?" Wang Ziguo flashed a mysterious grin.

*What a joke,* he thought. *I'm standing right here safe and sound—isn't that the best possible outcome?*

Long Fei chuckled, "How else could it end? The department head probably gave up on fighting her grievance crusade. Besides, it was her fault to begin with. Even if she brought the Jade Emperor into this, it would just be a dead man collecting debts—"

"What does that mean?" Wang Ziguo blinked.

"Good riddance," Long Fei laughed.

"Alright, I won't mess with you. The department head did look for me today, but it was just a formality. Sure, her relative works in the Ministry of Education, but a high-ranking official in the capital can't outmuscle a local administrator. He might govern the entire realm, but does his jurisdiction extend all the way to us? He certainly can't run all the way from Yanjing to Tianhai to meddle, haha! I gave him a direct answer: I told him I support you, and the department head scurried away tail-between-his-legs. Oh, by the way, I told him I'd invite him out for a drink sometime, and asked if I could bring you along. What do you think?" Wang Ziguo smiled.

Long Fei nodded. "Whatever. It's just drinking. Just make sure you guys don't end up carrying me home drunk."

*Good grief,* if Wang Ziguo could actually drink Long Fei under the table, that truly would be a miracle. If the two of them went head-to-head—one drinking water while Long Fei drank liquor—the very first person to collapse from alcohol poisoning would definitely be Wang Ziguo himself, though judging by the amount of liquid involved, he might just drown from water bloat first.

Walking into the classroom alongside Wang Ziguo, Long Fei's appearance caught everyone's attention. Liu Ruoyi hadn't shown up for class today, leading the entire class to assume she had gone off somewhere with Long Fei—perhaps shacking up in a hotel all night and reluctant to return just yet. Yet Long Fei had materialized while Liu Ruoyi remained absent, leaving everyone both astonished and perplexed.

The absence of Liu Ruoyi met both Long Fei's expectations and his surprise. Since he was already inside, turning around and walking out felt a bit awkward; he still had to afford Wang Ziguo that much face. No sooner had he taken his seat than a male student stealthily crept over and sat down right beside him. Startled, Long Fei furrowed his brow and snapped, "Hey, what are you doing sitting over here?"

The male student's surname was Li, and his full name was Li Dayu.

Long Fei had originally intended to object to Li Dayu occupying Liu Ruoyi's seat, but reflecting on how his story with Liu Ruoyi seemed to have reached its conclusion before it even truly began, he felt it wasn't his place to complain, so he hastily changed how he phrased his question.

Li Dayu sported a center-parted hairstyle that, in Long Fei's eyes, made him look somewhat like a collaborator. Still, the fellow possessed clean-featured, handsome looks, lacked any effeminate traits, and even tossed his head back with a certain masculine vigor as he leaned closer and flashed a grin. "Hey, Long Fei, you're quite something!"

"What are you talking about?" Long Fei failed to catch his drift.