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Chapter 262: 262: The 4 Campus Beauties


Chapter 262: Chapter 262: The 4 Campus Beauties


Wanghai Noble School.


In the classroom, all the male students wore expressions of agony; some were lying on their desks, some were tugging at their hair, and some wished they could crawl under their seats.


However, the sound of conversation from a corner of the classroom forced them to look up again at the source of their torment.


In the front row of the classroom, Catwoman Xiaojie sat beside Wang Yan, holding a pink thermos cup filled with steaming chicken soup.


At this moment, Catwoman Xiaojie used a silver spoon to scoop up some soup, gently blowing on it with her beautiful, sensuous lips, sending ripples across the surface of the soup.


Even though Catwoman Xiaojie had only been here for a few days, she almost always brought a thermos of soup every day, with a different kind each time, like radish lean meat soup, meatball four-ingredient soup, and jujube chicken leg soup.


Every recess, Catwoman Xiaojie would bring hot soup to Wang Yan and personally feed it to him.


Although Wang Yan rejected her every time, Catwoman Xiaojie was not discouraged at all and kept bringing the soup every day.


Recently, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting had taken long vacations, so there was even less chance of anyone stopping Catwoman Xiaojie.


Like today, Catwoman Xiaojie had brewed a goji berry and angelica chicken soup.


Her charming and melodious voice echoed softly through the classroom.


“Brother Wang Yan, try today’s goji berry and angelica chicken soup.”


“Brother Wang Yan, have a sip, I stayed up all night making this for you—”


“Brother Wang Yan, there’s goji in this soup, you know, goji is very nourishing for men. If you drink it, hehe… it’ll be very effective—”


Upon hearing Catwoman Xiaojie’s words, the entire class almost felt like dying.


Especially the many male students, thinking about how they were still single, while others were discussing the effectiveness of goji berries—this wasn’t about drinking soup, it was murder.


Even Wang Yan couldn’t tolerate it anymore.


At this point, Wang Yan regretted letting Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting leave, as they could have at least helped shield him a bit.


Then, Catwoman Xiaojie once again extended the silver spoon toward Wang Yan, softly saying, “Brother Wang Yan, just take a sip, it’s neither too hot nor too cold, just perfect to drink now.”


Looking at the spoon Catwoman Xiaojie was extending towards him, Wang Yan suddenly felt an inexplicable irritation. Every day, Catwoman Xiaojie met him with a smile, making it hard for Wang Yan to get angry.


However, today, Wang Yan simply couldn’t take it anymore. He raised his hand, blocking her, and coldly said, “I don’t want it, take it and drink it yourself.”


Wang Yan’s block accidentally hit Catwoman Xiaojie’s wrist, causing the spoon to wobble and spill the soup onto the ground.


Catwoman Xiaojie was stunned for a moment, her big eyes staring at Wang Yan, and in an instant, tears welled up between her eyes.


Although the tears spun in her beautiful eyes without falling, this only made her look even more pitiful and endearing.


Seeing Catwoman Xiaojie about to cry, Wang Yan was suddenly at a loss, panicking as he hurried to explain, “I’m sorry, I… I just don’t want to drink the soup.”


Hearing Wang Yan’s words, Catwoman Xiaojie opened her mouth and started crying loudly, tears streaming like a breached dam: “Waa—Brother Wang Yan is angry, I stayed up all night making this soup. I got dark circles under my eyes because I was making soup. But Brother Wang Yan doesn’t like it, woo woo woo… Brother Wang Yan doesn’t like it—”


With that, Catwoman Xiaojie lay down on her desk, crying with her frail shoulders trembling continuously with sobs, truly appearing to be extremely heartbroken.


Seeing Catwoman Xiaojie so sad, everyone in the class was touched.


Even though they knew the whole story and knew that Catwoman Xiaojie was clingy and persistent, Wang Yan’s temper was already quite good.


But beauty has its privileges. She stayed up all night making soup for you, yet you don’t appreciate it and even made her cry.


Everyone felt a wave of sympathy, wishing they could rush up immediately to play the knight in shining armor for Catwoman Xiaojie, punish Wang Yan, and then hold Catwoman Xiaojie in their arms and comfort her until she smiled again.


However, none of those male students dared to act, as Wang Yan was a totemic figure at Wanghai Noble School, and no one dared to challenge his prestige.


So everyone could only watch from a distance, quietly sighing and muttering curses like “A flower stuck in cow dung.”


But after their cursing, everyone mocked themselves; Wang Yan was not cow dung, probably they themselves were the ignored cow dung.


Seeing Catwoman Xiaojie crying, Wang Yan was even more unsure about what to do.


Having spent eighteen years in the mountains, mastering all sorts of skills, women remained Wang Yan’s greatest weakness. He never knew what to do when it came to women.


Watching the sobbing Catwoman Xiaojie, Wang Yan wanted to reach out and pat her for comfort, yet he felt he shouldn’t. Not comforting her, but seeing Catwoman Xiaojie sobbing so heartbrokenly was hard for him to bear.


Sitting there, Wang Yan was uncertain and hesitating.


After crying for a while, Catwoman Xiaojie raised her head, her face covered in tears.


After a couple of slight sobs, Catwoman Xiaojie slowly packed away the thermos and spoon, casting a resentful glance at Wang Yan with her alluringly soft voice, “Brother Wang Yan, I know you don’t like soup, I won’t make it for you tomorrow. I’ll brew tea for you instead.”


With that, Catwoman Xiaojie, as if torn between reluctance and sorrow, stood up, lowered her head, and walked back to her seat, looking aggrieved.


Sitting down, Catwoman Xiaojie still blankly stared at Wang Yan’s back as if she were in a trance.


Seeing Catwoman Xiaojie leave, Wang Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Feeling Catwoman Xiaojie’s gaze on his back was like sitting on pins and needles, extremely uncomfortable.


Catwoman Xiaojie’s cultivation reached High Tier Demon Master level, possibly even the Great Perfection, yet she always pretended to be so pitiful in front of him. There must be some unfathomable reason behind it.


It was this mystery that made Wang Yan feel uneasy when dealing with Catwoman Xiaojie.


But the other male students didn’t see it that way; all of them hated Wang Yan at this moment.


Having taken two of the school’s top beauties, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting, now an Xiaojie has also been snatched by Wang Yan. Sharing a class with Wang Yan was like having no way to survive.


Just then, Xiong Jie suddenly burst in from outside the classroom, excitedly shouting, “Good news, good news, Tang Jingyi is back.”


Upon hearing that Tang Jingyi was back, all the male students’ eyes lit up because Tang Jingyi was one of the four campus beauties at Wanghai Noble School.