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Liu Yiyi had developed an inexplicable affection for Xiao Yefeng over the past six months, thanks to his guidance. To Liu Yiyi, it felt like a reliance on an older brother. As a result, she was no longer shy around him, but instead held a newfound respect for him.
After hearing Mei Mo'er’s words, Liu Yiyi stood up, poured a glass of milk for Xiao Yefeng, and handed it to him. Then she said, “Brother Xiao, please don’t mind. Mei Mo'er has had her graduation project rejected three times in a row and just got it approved yesterday, so she’s feeling quite distressed!”
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yefeng glanced at Mei Mo'er and replied, “Rejected three times? That shouldn’t be the case!”
Indeed, in Xiao Yefeng's impression, even if one were to grab a rich family’s young master or young lady and throw some money at their graduation project, it should have passed easily. How could someone from the Mei Family, a prominent family from the south, encounter such a situation? Given Mei Mo'er’s status, she should have breezed through without needing to finalize her design.
Clearly, Mei Mo'er understood Xiao Yefeng's implication. With a long sigh, she said, “It’s not that simple! This final graduation project is tied to the overall ranking. Everyone is focused on this! The rankings will be announced at the graduation ball; I don’t want this either!”
Now it made sense! Xiao Yefeng realized that this project was indeed related to their final rankings. For graduates from ordinary families, having a good design could lead to being selected by major companies at the graduation ball, allowing them to leap ahead rather than climb step by step. For someone like Mei Mo'er from a prominent family, it was even more crucial to maintain appearances; simply put, it was about face.
“Wait! Graduation ball? Haven’t you all graduated yet? According to the timeline, don’t you still have half a year left?” Xiao Yefeng suddenly recalled.
“You must be inexperienced! The program lasts three years; the last half-year is just for leaving school. Those who are supposed to work have already left,” Mei Mo'er replied while scratching her head.
Seeing Mei Mo'er’s state, Xiao Yefeng remarked, “But you don’t have to work; why are you so troubled?”
Noticing their conversation, Liu Yiyi put down her milk glass and said, “Brother Xiao, you know that Mei Mo'er comes from a medical family!”
“Of course! Old Master Mei told me long ago, and Uncle Mei has mentioned it too! Is there any problem with that?” Xiao Yefeng asked in confusion.
“The problem lies here! Mei Mo'er comes from the Mei Family and is the appointed vice president of both Mei Pharmaceutical and Wankang Pharmaceuticals. With such a status, she naturally attracts some classmates’ flattery. Moreover, Mei Pharmaceutical is eagerly seeking talent; fresh graduates are the best intellectuals. Recently, while preparing her design, Mei Mo'er has also been dealing with classmates’ invitations—it's common for her to have seven or eight meals in one day!” Liu Yiyi said with a smile.
However, after taking a hearty bite of her biscuit, Mei Mo'er retorted, “What about you? Sister Yi Yi, aren’t you in the same boat? As the first heir of the Liu Family and president of Wankang Pharmaceuticals, you’ve been busy handling these matters too!”
Two Goddesses vented their frustrations to each other, and Xiao Yefeng listened with a sense of helplessness. Indeed, large families had all sorts of problems. All he could do was nod in agreement, as he didn’t understand much of what they were saying. Finally, he remarked, “Haha, this is the tragedy of your big family!”
However, his comment was met with a sharp rebuttal from Two Goddesses. Liu Yiyi said, “Hmph! Brother Xiao, you’re being quite unsympathetic. You should know that one-third of the job applications I received are from Solar Group. Otherwise, would I be giving them all to you?”
“Exactly! We’re the third-generation rich; you’re just the first-generation rich. Sister Yi Yi, give Solar Group back to her and withdraw your people. I see that Master Xiao seems quite free lately, doesn’t he?” Mei Mo'er chimed in, bluntly throwing down the gauntlet.
The words from Two Goddesses left Xiao Yefeng stunned. Right, he also had a group to manage. Ever since acquiring Solar Group, he had never managed it and had almost forgotten about its existence. Now that Two Goddesses mentioned it, he realized that handing it over to him would be disastrous.
In response, Xiao Yefeng could only concede, smiling awkwardly, “No way! How about this—I’ll wash the cups from this morning if you take care of Solar Group!”
Seeing the defeated expression on Xiao Yefeng’s face made Two Goddesses chuckle. Liu Yiyi laughed and said, “Brother Xiao, we’re just teasing you! You should stick to what you want to do! However, for the upcoming graduation ball, I think Brother Xiao will need to make an appearance!”
“What?” Just when Xiao Yefeng was relieved about not having to manage Solar Group, Liu Yiyi’s next words caught him off guard. What did the graduation ball have to do with him?
Meanwhile, Liu Yiyi pulled out a gold-and-red invitation card from her handbag hanging by the door and handed it to Xiao Yefeng, then smiled as she picked up her cup and continued eating breakfast. Confused, Xiao Yefeng glanced at Two Goddesses before opening the invitation.
The invitation read: Our school will hold a graduation ball on October 10th and sincerely invites Mr. Xiao Yefeng, President of Solar Group, to attend.
The signature was from the president of the university where Two Goddesses studied. Seeing this invitation left Xiao Yefeng puzzled as he looked at Liu Yiyi. “What’s going on? Can your graduation ball invite people from outside?”
“A university is like a society; once you graduate, you face the real world. Society can be quite harsh. Therefore, university serves as a bridge between education and reality. Graduating students are essentially newcomers to society. This graduation ball is the last social event organized for them; the school will do its best to create opportunities for graduates. It’s not just you; every graduation ball invites leaders from major enterprises in the South because there are always some outstanding talents in every field!” Liu Yiyi explained enthusiastically, clearly enjoying the business world.
Furrowing his brow, Xiao Yefeng replied, “But I’m not familiar with Solar Group. I don’t even know how many employees it has or what their benefits are. What good would it do for me to go?”
"Ah! Brother Xiao, you’re just going through the motions. You’ll sit next to the Presidium, receive the gazes of those ambitious women, enjoy the flattery from men, and finally make an appearance at the Graduation Party, nodding at some unfamiliar bosses and entrepreneurs, clinking glasses, and if you fancy someone, you might even have a romantic night. Hmph, these kinds of parties are the favorites of all heirs and playboys!" Mei Mo'er couldn't help but snort coldly, clearly disapproving of such gatherings, yet feeling compelled to attend.
Noticing Mei Mo'er’s displeasure, Xiao Yefeng leaned closer to Liu Yiyi, who was already sitting nearby. With this slight adjustment, there was now less than a fist's distance between them. At that moment, Liu Yiyi's cheeks suddenly flushed with a hint of red. However, she took a sip of milk to suppress her shyness. Xiao Yefeng then whispered in her ear, "What’s wrong? Mei Mo'er seems unhappy."
The closeness of their conversation made Xiao Yefeng's breath brush against Liu Yiyi's earlobe. Despite her attempts to conceal it well, Liu Yiyi still felt her face heat up to her ears. She replied softly, "Nangong Yu is also invited this time as a representative of the Nangong Family’s business. It seems that Mei Mo'er saw him driving back a girl from the medical school in the evening recently. She hasn’t been happy about it for days and has been arguing with that Young Master from the Nangong Family!"
"No way! I’ve met that guy; he doesn’t seem like a playboy!" Xiao Yefeng recalled their first encounter at Ge Qing Gou.
"I thought so too, but who can understand a woman in love? Just like Lu Zhan; I never imagined he would turn out to be that kind of person!" Liu Yiyi reminisced about the now-absent Lu Zhan, her emotions clearly stirred.
Seeing Liu Yiyi's furious expression and how tightly she gripped her milk cup, Xiao Yefeng was at a loss for words on how to comfort her. At that moment, Liu Yiyi seemed like an open refrigerator; a layer of ice had formed on the milk as Evil Qi uncontrollably seeped out—this was the manifestation of her Yin Jue Vein ability, releasing the dark energy within her.
Feeling the temperature change around him, Xiao Yefeng feared that Liu Yiyi might lose control due to the Evil Qi. He reached out and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pulling her close. In that instant, the familiar yet unfamiliar warmth enveloped Liu Yiyi, bringing her back from her furious state. Feeling Xiao Yefeng’s embrace made her shy and confused; however, instead of anger, she found herself liking this sensation. Deep down, she kept reminding herself that this was her brother's warmth.
Fortunately, the release of Evil Qi came quickly and dissipated just as fast; in the blink of an eye, it was gone. Liu Yiyi’s nervous trembling startled Xiao Yefeng, prompting him to loosen his grip and shift back to his own chair, increasing the distance between them once more.
Meanwhile, Mei Mo'er remained oblivious to their exchange as she simmered in anger. After half an hour of breakfast together, it finally came to an end. Liu Yiyi took charge of cleaning up while Xiao Yefeng made his way alone to the rooftop. Everything had been too calm over the past six months—whether it was new domestic forces or foreign entities like the Divine Descent Society or Perfect World; they all seemed to have vanished without a trace.
Thus, Xiao Yefeng hadn’t undertaken any missions during this time. Instead, he had devoted himself to studying Talisman engraving. As for issues regarding talisman paper, Li Chengjun had already resolved them for him. It was unclear whether it was a stroke of luck or fate; half a year ago, a boy carrying Li Chengjie’s token had traveled from a remote mountain area in the south to find Li Chengjun. Recognizing him as his brother’s successor, Li Chengjun invited Xiao Yefeng along.
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