Chapter Thirty-Five: The "Tears of the Goddess" Incident

“Just confess already, Third Brother. We're all men here, no one's going to spread it around,” Zhang Yi said, winking at Liu Fan. He sighed, “Now I realize you’re truly the master of seduction, and not just any master—an unrivaled genius. Look at Ning Qi last time, and now Zhao Wanyi—each one could bring down a nation. Absolute top-tier beauties. Incredible.”

“Yeah, Third Brother, when are you going to teach us some tricks? Nothing fancy, just enough to help us win over a few pretty girls. We're not greedy, haha,” Wang Shiren chimed in, eager to join the fun.

“Damn it, Fourth Brother, that's pretty shameless. So you just want to ruin the next generation, huh? I thought I was bad enough, but it turns out you, with your loyal façade, are even more depraved. On behalf of all women, I scorn you,” Zhang Yi declared, with the righteous air of a man competing for Best Actor at the Oscars.

“Second Brother, stop clowning around. You're the least reliable in the dorm,” Chen Gang jabbed at Zhang Yi, then turned to Liu Fan. “Third Brother, haven’t I always treated you well?”

“We’re brothers now, aren’t we?” Liu Fan, confused by the sudden question, nodded.

“That’s right. So if your brother’s in trouble, you’d help out, wouldn’t you?” Chen Gang coaxed, following up on Liu Fan’s answer.

“If you’re in need, of course I’d help. Boss, do you have something you want me to do? Just say it,” Liu Fan replied, thinking Chen Gang really needed something, and the other two looked equally anxious.

“Well, it’s like this…” Chen Gang hesitated, finally blurting it out, “The three of us are still single. You know Zhao Wanyi, right? If you could arrange a get-together with her dorm, wouldn’t that be perfect? I hear all the girls there are beauties.”

The three, who’d been worried about Chen Gang, instantly rolled their eyes and scorned him.

Zhang Yi put on a serious face, “Ugh, I thought the Boss had turned over a new leaf, but it turns out you’re the worst. We were just fantasizing, but you actually came up with this. Truly shameless—but I like it.”

“Great idea, I’m in. But it all depends on Third Brother,” Wang Shiren added, and all three fixed their shining eyes on Liu Fan, clearly ready to give him hell if he refused.

Liu Fan, intimidated by the shameless trio’s gaze, swallowed nervously. “Uh, actually, I’m not really close to Zhao Wanyi. That day, I’d just arrived on campus, and somehow ended up holding her hand and running. Downstairs, she got sand in her eye, so I helped blow it out. It’s not as magical as you guys make it sound.” He kept some details to himself; with these three, any gossip would spiral out of control.

“So, do you have her number? Third Brother, our happiness is in your hands, you can’t let us down,” Chen Gang feigned a pitiful look, but with his burly build and dark skin, his attempt at innocence only backfired, making the others burst out laughing.

“Third Brother…”

“Third Brother…”

The two voices made Liu Fan’s skin crawl, so he reluctantly agreed. “I do have her number, and I can ask her about this. But whether she agrees or not, that’s another matter.”

“That’s good enough! Third Brother, you’re worth three of us. Success or not, we owe you,” the trio nodded eagerly, relieved by his answer.

While the four plotted their scheme, elsewhere in her dorm, Zhao Wanyi sat by the window, sighing. Ever since she parted with Liu Fan that day, his image lingered in her mind for half a month. She had to admit, the aura he radiated was irresistibly charming, making her unconsciously like him.

The campus internet was abuzz with rumors of her escorting Liu Fan to the dorm that day, and someone had posted a photo of him wiping her tears. At first, she was angry, but recalling Liu Fan’s tenderness, she couldn’t quite explain her feelings—sweet, a little bitter, somehow flavorful. It was a sensation she couldn’t put into words. After that, Liu Fan left for military training, and she hadn’t seen him since.

“Wanyi, what are you thinking about, so lost in thought? Don’t tell me you’re lovesick,” a crisp, girlish voice sounded from behind. A girl in a white floral dress, adorned with little Mickey Mouse prints, stood there smiling mischievously. Her ample curves—easily an E cup—quivered with her laughter, creating an astonishing sight. Her delicate face was ivory-white, her big eyes framed by long lashes, her whole appearance like a cartoon character, utterly adorable. If any lecherous men saw her, they’d surely shout, “Baby face, stunning curves!”

“Yao Yao, you little pervert, what nonsense are you spouting about being lovesick? That’s so crude.” Zhao Wanyi instantly recognized her friend and dorm-mate, Sun Junyao, and her cheeks flushed at the teasing.

“Ha! Deny it all you want, look at your red face. Come on, tell me—who is my future brother-in-law? Is he handsome? Does he have muscles?” Seeing Zhao Wanyi blushing, Sun Junyao pressed on, giggling.

“Ah… No way!” Caught out, Zhao Wanyi’s face grew even redder. She tried to hide behind her hands, realizing Sun Junyao had tricked her. “So, you dare make fun of your elder sister? See if I don’t tickle you!” She lunged at Sun Junyao’s slim waist.

“No, don’t!” Sun Junyao, startled, jumped up, her ample curves bouncing like white rabbits.

“Ha-ha, alright… Sister, Yao Yao won’t dare again, please let me go!” Sun Junyao begged, squealing and wriggling, her eyes twinkling mischievously.

“Hmph, you want mercy? Impossible. I know your tricks—you’re probably waiting for me to let go so you can retaliate. I won’t fall for it.” As close confidantes, they knew each other too well; Zhao Wanyi could read Sun Junyao’s intentions from her eyes.

Sun Junyao, unbothered that her scheming was exposed, laughed, “Hehe, you really are my best friend—can’t hide anything from you.” Girls’ minds are always spinning, one ploy leading to another.

Sure enough, Zhao Wanyi let go with a pleased smile, “Of course! Who do you think I am? After being friends for so long, I know you inside out…” But before she finished, she realized she’d been tricked again, and Sun Junyao’s nimble fingers were already tickling her waist.

“Ah, ha-ha… Yao Yao, you’re cheating! Ah… please, Yao Yao, let me go,” Zhao Wanyi gasped, laughing uncontrollably, her breath quickening, chest rising and falling.

“I’ll let you go, but you have to tell me who my future brother-in-law is, and promise not to tickle me back when I let go,” Sun Junyao bargained, seeing her plan succeed.

“Ha-ha, alright, alright, ah… let go, I promise!” Zhao Wanyi surrendered, raising her hands.

After their playful tussle, Zhao Wanyi felt much better. Seeing each other’s disheveled state, both girls burst into laughter, their smiles as bright as peach blossoms.

“Wanyi, tell me what your future brother-in-law looks like,” Sun Junyao pressed on with her gossip, her face aglow.

“Stop joking. I’ve only met him once. He’s tall, well-proportioned, handsome, and his skin is so fair and smooth. The moment I saw him, I felt drawn in—I don’t know why. I just grabbed his hand and ran.” As she recalled pulling Liu Fan’s hand that day, Zhao Wanyi blushed, her beautiful eyes darting away, head bowed shyly, unable to meet Sun Junyao’s gaze.

“Later, downstairs at his dorm, I heard about his tragic background. It was so sad that I burst into tears, and he gently wiped them away. His eyes were so clear, so pure—I’ve never seen anything like it. Other boys who see me always have that lustful look, as if they want to devour me, but not him.” She finished, lost in dreamy reverie.