91: Chapter 91 Damn, I can't have my way with this anymore.

Shen Lingfu, who was just about to bypass the seat, suddenly stiffened.

She turned her head and looked at Jiang Feiyu, who was striding over, a very unnatural, dry smile quickly forming on her face.

"Fei... Feiyu, is there something you need?"

Jiang Feiyu didn't even bother to look at her directly.

She walked up in a few strides and opened her crimson lips.

She shoved the remaining half of the meat bun in her hand into her mouth with an "om-nom" bite.

Her cheeks instantly puffed up like a hamster's.

Immediately after, Jiang Feiyu extended her hand, still glistening with oil, and unceremoniously pressed it onto Shen Lingfu's shoulder.

She shoved her to the side with force!

"Move aside. A good dog doesn't block the path."

Shen Lingfu let out an "ah," staggered two steps, and nearly lost her footing, almost falling to the ground.

Jiang Feiyu didn't even look at her, sitting straight down in the empty seat next to Chen Shanzhi.

She squinted, her gaze scanning up and down at the pushed-aside Shen Lingfu.

Watching Shen Lingfu use a handkerchief to wipe the oil stain off her shoulder, her face full of disgust while forcefully suppressing her anger.

Jiang Feiyu couldn't help but sneer: "What's the matter?"

She carelessly crossed her legs, chewing the bun while cursing indistinctly:

"Shen Lingfu, did you get water in your brain?

Don't you know that we, the Four Great Prodigals of the Capital, always sit together during class?"

"These seats near Chen Shanzhi are obviously already taken."

As she spoke, Jiang Feiyu lifted her chin, pointing at Tang Xiaowu, who was sitting on the inside, head lowered and playing the ostrich.

"Little Wu is Chen Shanzhi's sweetheart, so we just hold our noses and accept her sitting with us."

"Who do you think you are? An outsider, how do you have the face to run over here and say there's no one around here?"

"Zhang Qi, Little Yunzi, you two tell me, am I right or not?"

Zhang Qi, who had just sauntered into the lecture hall, immediately leaned in upon hearing this.

His slightly round, chubby face was instantly filled with that signature fake smile of someone who spent years hanging around brothels.

"Oh my, Miss Shen, I'm truly sorry."

Zhang Qi snapped open the folding fan in his hand, fanned himself hypocritically a couple of times, and said with a chuckle:

"Our Feiyu just has this straightforward temperament.

Please don't take it to heart, and don't be angry with her."

"But what Feiyu said also makes sense. During these boring literature classes,

we, the Four Great Prodigals, have always huddled together.

Otherwise, who could understand these poems and songs?"

Zhang Qi changed the subject, his eyes darting across Shen Lingfu's proud figure, the smirk on his lips deepening:

"If Miss Shen really has the fancy today and insists on joining our little circle..."

"Then I, Zhang Qi, will reluctantly take a loss today.

Let Miss Shen sit next to me later; don't worry, I, Zhang Qi, guarantee my hands and feet will be clean."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Yun, who was to the side, suddenly let out a hiccup.

A thick scent of alcohol instantly permeated the air.

Murong Yun's eyelids drooped, looking like a drunkard who hadn't woken up yet.

He casually unhooked an exquisite wine flask from his waist.

Swaying, he extended it forward, shoving it right in front of Shen Lingfu.

"Or... *hiccup*..."

Murong Yun muttered drunkenly: "Or you can come sit next to me. Can you drink? Keep me company for a couple of drinks."

Shen Lingfu looked at these two famous spendthrifts of the capital in front of her.

One had a frivolous gaze, exuding a lecherous, vulgar air;

the other was simply a delirious drunkard.

Add to that the crude and unbearable Jiang Feiyu beside them!

The disgust in Shen Lingfu's eyes was about to become tangible and spill over.

She was the legitimate daughter of the Treasure Pavilion, one of the Four Great Talents of the Academy.

Who did she usually associate with, if not refined scholars and the pride of heaven?

When had she ever been teased like this by these prodigal sons!

But she gritted her teeth and swallowed the profanity that had reached her lips.

She dared not curse.

These three people: one was the only Disciple of the Academy Headmaster.

One was a Young Master of the Ministers Mansion, and another was from the Murong Clan!

Any one of them had a background no worse than her Treasure Pavilion.

Not to mention that this group acted like dogs; if provoked, they really would bite people in the middle of the street.

"No... no need."

Shen Lingfu took a deep breath, the sweet smile on her face having long since disappeared without a trace, leaving only a livid expression.

"Since these seats are already taken, then Lingfu will not disturb you all."

She forced herself to find an excuse to back down, then turned around with a cold face and walked quickly back to her previous seat.

As soon as she sat down, Shen Lingfu pulled a clean silk handkerchief from her sleeve.

She scrubbed desperately at the clothes Jiang Feiyu had touched, as if they were stained with something foul and filthy.

Watching Shen Lingfu's retreating figure as she slunk away in defeat,

Jiang Feiyu gave a sharp, unceremonious sneer.

Subsequently, she turned her head, and her two hands, which had just grabbed the meat bun,

very naturally wiped up and down firmly on Chen Shanzhi's priceless Shu brocade cloud-patterned robe!

Wiping the oil stains on her hands clean.

After wiping, Jiang Feiyu stretched out her arm directly.

She wrapped it around Chen Shanzhi's shoulder and patted it hard, as if they were good brothers.

"Good lad, not bad!"

Jiang Feiyu leaned in closer and teased: "It's only been a month, and you're truly someone to look at with new eyes."

"Not only did you pursue Tang the Great Talent of our Academy, but your brain seems to have finally clicked."

"You actually rejected that pretentious woman, Shen Lingfu, right in front of so many people!"

Jiang Feiyu curled her lip, continuing with a look of disgust:

"I told you before, that woman Shen Lingfu puts on airs all day long.

On the surface, she acts like a pure white lotus, but inside, she's full of bad intentions.

It makes me sick just looking at her!"

"But you, kid, just wouldn't listen to advice, acting like you were possessed.

You were so infatuated with her, following behind her like a dog every day."

Jiang Feiyu got more and more excited as she spoke, turning to look at Tang Xiaowu beside her and giving a thumbs up:

"Now it seems our Sister-in-law Xiaowu is more charming.

To be able to make you realize your folly, that method is amazing!"

In the corner, Tang Xiaowu had originally been secretly nervous because of Shen Lingfu's approach just now.

Suddenly hearing Jiang Feiyu calling her "Sister-in-law" loudly,

her exquisite, pretty face turned red to the earlobes in a flash.

Even her snow-white neck flushed pink.

She was too shy to look up, and could only bury her head lower.

Under the table, that small hand held by Chen Shanzhi, however, happily took the initiative and tightly gripped Chen Shanzhi's fingers.

As for Jiang Feiyu's extremely crude, intimate action of draping her arm over Chen Shanzhi's shoulder...

Tang Xiaowu surprisingly didn't feel any discomfort at all, and didn't even think there was anything wrong with it.

In her eyes, this Jiang Feiyu was just like a brother in women's clothing, posing absolutely no threat.

Held by Jiang Feiyu, a faint, delicate fragrance immediately drifted to Chen Shanzhi's nose.

This scent was completely different from the rouge scent on Shen Lingfu.

It was the delicate fragrance of a maiden, mixed with the scent of some kind of osmanthus pastry.

It was very comfortable to smell, and very fitting for Jiang Feiyu's identity as a foodie.

Chen Shanzhi tilted his head slightly, looking at his originally spotless brocade robe.

Two greasy handprints had suddenly appeared on it.

His mouth twitched, and he said helplessly:

"Big sister, can you check where you wipe your hands?

This Shu brocade robe I'm wearing, if taken to a pawnshop, would be enough to buy you years' worth of meat buns."

Jiang Feiyu rolled her eyes, withdrew her hand, and waved it dismissively:

"Oh my, what's the big deal!

It's not like I'm wearing it; if it's dirty, just take it back to the Marquis Mansion and wash it."

"You are the dignified heir to the Marquis of Zhenguo, with a big family and a big business, don't be so stingy."

Jiang Feiyu patted her chest righteously:

"Besides, I just helped you drive away that annoying pest, so consider it the appearance fee you paid me."

After speaking, Jiang Feiyu, ignoring Chen Shanzhi's eye-roll, leaned out and shouted to Tang Xiaowu on the inside:

"Sister-in-law Xiaowu, could you please scoot inside a bit? Otherwise, the few of us won't fit."

In this lecture hall of the Heaven Class, one row of seats was a long, continuous desk.

The row that Chen Shanzhi and Tang Xiaowu chose happened to have five connected seats.

Tang Xiaowu was originally sitting in the second seat near the window, and Chen Shanzhi was sitting right next to her in the third seat.

Now Jiang Feiyu had sat down in the fourth seat.

If Tang Xiaowu didn't move inside, the remaining Zhang Qi and Murong Yun could only have one person sitting in the fifth seat, and the other would have to run to sit in the first seat.

Jiang Feiyu's intention was very clear.

Let Tang Xiaowu move one seat inside, so that Zhang Qi and Murong Yun wouldn't have anyone sitting next to Tang Xiaowu.

It also saved those two guys, full of bad habits, from stinking her up.

Tang Xiaowu nodded very obediently.

She stood up from her seat, took one step to the side, and sat down in the innermost first seat.

Seeing this, Jiang Feiyu immediately withdrew her hand from Chen Shanzhi's shoulder.

She bent her elbow and unceremoniously poked Chen Shanzhi's waist hard.

"Scoot inside!"

Chen Shanzhi slid inside, steadily seating himself in the second seat, just right next to Tang Xiaowu again.

The hand under the table wanted to hold together again.

However, Tang Xiaowu shyly broke free.

Chen Shanzhi's mouth twitched slightly.

Fine, looking at this situation.

Whether it was Shen Lingfu or Jiang Feiyu beside him, this girl Tang Xiaowu wouldn't let him get any perks during class.