90: Chapter 90 The Four Great Playboys of the Capital Are All Gathered

The lecture hall went instantly silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone's gaze fell, in unison, on that corner.

Several boys in the front row, holding wolf-hair brushes in their hands, let them drop onto their scrolls with a "clatter." A large blot of ink spread, but they were completely oblivious.

Shen Lingfu was asking, of her own accord, to sit next to Chen Shanzhi?

How could that be possible!

In this Four Seas Academy, who didn't know that the heir to the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion, Chen Shanzhi, was the most loyal dog trailing behind Shen Lingfu?

Usually, Chen Shanzhi would bring her food and drink, fussing over her with concern, yet Shen Lingfu wouldn't even give him a proper glance.

Had the sun risen from the west today?

At this moment, Shen Lingfu stood beside Chen Shanzhi's desk, her goose-yellow ru skirt making her look like a delicate flower just beginning to bloom.

She tilted her head slightly, two ponytails dangling playfully over her chest.

That pair of extremely exaggerated peaks rose and fell gently with her breathing.

It was truly the ultimate interpretation of a "childlike face, giant breasts."

On Shen Lingfu's face hung her signature sweet smile.

Those large, watery eyes were filled with innocence and anticipation.

It was as if she was certain that Chen Shanzhi would scramble to give up his seat.

He might even, just like before, help her wipe the chair with fearful trepidation.

Tang Xiaowu, sitting beside Chen Shanzhi, sat up straight, but her heart was in her throat.

Under the table, that small hand held tightly by Chen Shanzhi subconsciously squeezed back with force.

This squeeze was not light.

Chen Shanzhi's mouth twitched slightly as he was pinched, and he turned his head to look at Tang Xiaowu.

Tang Xiaowu kept her head down, her long, slender eyelashes trembling wildly.

That nervousness looked as if she was terrified that her well-hidden treasure would be snatched away by someone else.

Chen Shanzhi chuckled to himself.

He leaned back in his chair, slightly lifting his eyes to size up Shen Lingfu, who was standing by the aisle.

On that pure, innocent face hung a perfectly placed sweet smile.

If it had been his predecessor, that naive simp, he would have likely been nodding like a garlic-pounding pestle by now, scrambling to give up his seat, and even wiping the stool clean with his sleeve.

But the person sitting here now was not that simp from before.

As a player, Chen Shanzhi knew exactly how to deal with girls like Shen Lingfu—those who looked innocent and pure on the outside but were actually little green teas on the inside.

With this kind of girl, if you cater to her every whim and treat her like a goddess, you'll only end up as a fish in her pond.

The best method is to display your excellent side in front of her, and after attracting her attention, play hard to get.

However, the degree of playing hard to get needs to be handled just right.

Many people fail because they don't handle it well; if you go too far, you'll directly invoke their disgust.

If you go too light, it won't work either, because then they can see right through your tactics.

If you must ask how to handle this degree, it's actually quite simple.

If you are in the same social stratum as her and you are superior to her, then you can agree halfway and refuse halfway.

If you are one social stratum higher than her, then you can give three parts sweetness and seven parts a big slap in the face.

If you are one stratum lower than her, then give up early.

Who was he, Chen Shanzhi?

The sole heir to the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion of the Great Jiang Dynasty!

What was Shen Lingfu?

No matter how big the business of Treasure Pavilion was, at the end of the day, she was just the daughter of a shopkeeper.

Although Chen Shanzhi, based on the martial arts talent he had displayed so far, was indeed not as good as Shen Lingfu, in terms of status, he was higher than her by who knows how many strata.

His predecessor was a pure idiot who couldn't even distinguish between the high and low cards.

He had forcefully played the hand of a Marquis heir into that of a stray dog on the side of the road.

"Sorry, Young Miss Shen."

Chen Shanzhi leaned back against the chair, his gaze sweeping over Shen Lingfu's proud waves before finally landing on her expectant eyes.

His expression carried a hint of laziness, and he said indifferently, "This seat is taken; Young Miss Shen had better find another spot."

This refusal was spoken by Chen Shanzhi crisply and cleanly.

There was no hesitation whatsoever.

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire room was in an uproar.

The students all around, who had been craning their necks with expressions of envy, jealousy, and hatred, instantly widened their eyes, and the sound of gasping breaths rose one after another.

After a brief silence, whispers began to boil over like boiling water.

"Holy crap! Did I hear that right? Chen Shanzhi just rejected Shen Lingfu like that?"

"It's like seeing a ghost! That was Shen Lingfu who took the initiative to ask to sit next to him!"

"I think it was a good rejection! After all, Tang Xiaowu is sitting right there. For someone like Shen Lingfu, who you can see but can't touch—if it were me, I'd choose Tang Xiaowu too!"

"Exactly, Your Highness the heir has finally opened his eyes and realized which piece of meat is truly delicious."

Listening to the undisguised discussions around her, the smile on Shen Lingfu's face instantly stiffened.

A trace of astonishment flashed in her large eyes, followed quickly by a flicker of shame and anger.

In front of so many people, this simp who once came when called and left when dismissed, actually dared to embarrass her in public?

Could Tang Xiaowu's charm really be so great that it could make him change his nature?

Shen Lingfu's delicate fists, hidden in her sleeves, clenched instantly, her nails digging deeply into her flesh.

"Just because you think this way, you think you can escape from my palm?"

After all, Shen Lingfu was a seasoned, Advanced green tea, and her expression management was nearly perfect.

She took a deep breath, and the stiff smile on her face instantly transformed like spring rain, once again becoming that sweet and lovely appearance.

It was as if she hadn't heard Chen Shanzhi's cold refusal at all.

Not only did Shen Lingfu not leave, but she took a small step forward.

Bending her slender waist slightly, her entire upper body tilted forward, crossing over Chen Shanzhi who was sitting by the aisle.

This bend was extraordinary.

Chen Shanzhi felt his vision suddenly go dark.

Those two extremely exaggerated, snowy-white fruits swayed slightly at an extremely close distance following her leaning motion.

Under the force of gravity, they pressed directly into the center of his field of vision.

Because they were so close, Chen Shanzhi's nose only needed to reach out a few more inches to truly poke into that breathtaking, full curve.

A faint scent, mixed with gardenias and the warm body fragrance of a young girl, instantly drilled into Chen Shanzhi's nostrils.

Chen Shanzhi raised an eyebrow, finding it somewhat amusing in his heart.

His predecessor had been a beast of burden for three years and hadn't even touched a corner of her clothes.

Today, he had merely given her a cold shoulder, and this woman actually shoved such a massive benefit right into his face.

Sure enough, women like this should not be indulged.

Shen Lingfu had realized that the fattest and most well-connected big fish in her pond was about to unhook, and she was finally starting to feel a sense of crisis.

Shen Lingfu turned a blind eye to Chen Shanzhi's gaze.

She went directly past Chen Shanzhi and looked pitifully at Tang Xiaowu, who was sitting on the inside.

"Sister Xiaowu..."

Shen Lingfu's voice was soft, glutinous, and sweet, carrying a hint of pleading: "Can I sit in that empty seat next to you?"

"I saw that Sister's martial arts had greatly improved a few days ago, and Lingfu has recently had some confusion regarding the operation of my Cultivation Technique, so I wanted to ask Sister for some guidance."

"They all say in the academy that Sister is the kindest, so you shouldn't refuse this small wish of mine, right?"

As Shen Lingfu spoke, she leaned even lower, her proud curves fully visible before Chen Shanzhi's eyes, and the fragrance became even more intense.

Tang Xiaowu had originally been struggling under the table against that mischievous large hand of Chen Shanzhi's.

Being suddenly called out by Shen Lingfu like this, she was momentarily dazed.

She wasn't actually familiar with Shen Lingfu, so she didn't know that this girl, who smiled so sweetly before her, was completely black on the inside when sliced open.

Looking at Shen Lingfu's appearance of humbly asking for advice while also looking pitiful, Tang Xiaowu, whose personality was naturally soft, was at a loss for what to do for a moment.

Subconsciously, she turned her head and looked at Chen Shanzhi with a questioning gaze.

Chen Shanzhi's eyes narrowed, and he instantly sensed that something was wrong.

What a tactic!

This little green tea, seeing that she hit a nail with me, directly played a move of "secretly crossing the Chencang."

If she were allowed to sit next to Tang Xiaowu, given Tang Xiaowu's shy and timid nature, in front of an outsider, it would be absolutely impossible for her to let him hold her hand again, let alone have any intimate actions.

This was to directly cut off his contact with Tang Xiaowu on a physical level!

Chen Shanzhi's hand holding Tang Xiaowu's tightened suddenly, and he was just about to open his mouth to drive her away.

But Shen Lingfu, as if she had eyes in the back of her head, gave Chen Shanzhi no chance to speak at all.

She took the initiative to straighten up, revealing two sweet little dimples on her face.

Her crisp voice, not too loud or too soft, was just right so that the people in the lecture hall who had pricked up their ears to watch the show could hear it clearly:

"Since there is no one next to Sister Xiaowu, then I'll just sit over there!"

"Don't worry, I just want to chat with Sister Xiaowu purely about my recent martial arts insights; I definitely won't disturb you two."

This remark was airtight.

It not only gave herself a way out but also used "martial arts insights" to shut Chen Shanzhi's mouth.

The academy valued martial arts; surely you, Chen Shanzhi, couldn't stop people from exchanging martial arts insights, could you?

After speaking, Shen Lingfu turned, bringing with her a gust of fragrant wind.

Lifting her goose-yellow skirt, she walked straight toward the aisle behind the two, preparing to circle around to the seat next to Tang Xiaowu.

In this way, Chen Shanzhi would be sandwiched between two top-tier beauties.

It looked like he was blessed with good fortune, but in reality, he would no longer be able to engage in any private little actions.

Just at the moment Shen Lingfu was about to succeed.

"Hey, Shen Lingfu, where are you trying to squeeze into?"

This voice was not loud, but it was full of vigor, instantly overpowering the fragmented discussions in the lecture hall.

Everyone turned their heads subconsciously, looking in unison toward the entrance of the lecture hall.

They saw three figures at the door, swaggering across the threshold and walking in one after another.

Walking at the very front was a woman wearing a black round-collared robe.

This was a style typically worn by men, but it couldn't hide her long, slender legs.

Worn on her, it actually had a unique charm.

Around her waist was tied a wide, dark red belt, cinching her slender waist, which could be grasped in a handful, extremely tight.

At the same time, it highlighted the proud curves of her upper body to the fullest.

Her long, jet-black hair was not tied into a bun like ordinary women.

Instead, she had very casually tied it into a bun with a red hairband.

In her hand, she held half a meat bun that she had taken a bite of.

Her cheeks were bulging in and out, and there was even a bit of oil at the corner of her mouth.

She was the very picture of a female hooligan.

But as it happened, this woman had an extremely beautiful, bright, and stunning face.

Even with this completely unrefined way of eating, it was hard to hide her outstanding appearance.

And behind her followed two Young Masters in extremely exquisite brocade clothes.

The chubby one on the left was Zhang Qi from the household of the Vice Minister of Revenue.

The one on the right, carrying a wine flask with dazed eyes, was the second Young Master of the Murong Family, Murong Yun.

Seeing these three appear, the students in the lecture hall were stunned for a moment, and then an even more irrepressible low exclamation erupted.

"Hisss, it's actually Jiang Feiyu!"

"And Zhang Qi and Murong Yun!"

Someone swallowed a mouthful of saliva, their gaze scanning back and forth between Chen Shanzhi in the corner and the three people at the door.

"Good heavens, the four great rakes of the capital are finally completely gathered together!"