I'm pretending to be a fairy in kindergarten

The sounds of brutal beatings and wailing echoed throughout the underground card room.

Zhang Yang's phone rang, and his expression immediately became respectful after he saw who it was.

He raised his hand, signaling his underlings to keep their voices down.

The underlings were terrified of the man named Zhang Yang, and they nodded and covered the mouth of the beaten man, remaining silent.

Zhang Yang answered the phone, walked out of the room, closed the door, and his previous stern demeanor turned into a fawning smile: "Boss? Is there something you need?"

A woman's voice came through the phone: "Have you signed me up for all the competitions I'm supposed to participate in?"

Zhang Yang replied, "Don't worry, it's already been registered. But I'm a little curious why you want to participate in these competitions. They're not very useful, and you have to remain anonymous."

The woman didn't answer: "You don't need to ask any more questions. I have my own ideas. You just need to mind your own business."

She then asked, "And have your people caused any trouble for the company recently? Don't forget what we said before: the prerequisite for your people to join the company is that they don't cause any more trouble, otherwise they will all be fired."

Zhang Yang looked back at the room he had just left, a forced smile on his face: "Don't worry, I won't forget what you said. You gave them a meal before, so they won't do that again. I'm watching them."

"That's good. That's all. I might visit the company when I have some free time. Bye."

"Okay, boss, you're busy."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang let out a long sigh as he looked at the disconnected phone.

In a study somewhere in Wisteria City, where only a desk lamp was lit, the woman put down her phone.

Her long, silvery-white hair was tied into a ponytail. Her pretty, delicate oval face looked at the notebook on the table, and her jade-like hand wrote a sentence on the notebook.

Jiang Qian is characterized by her aloof personality, quiet nature, and love of food.
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The next day, in the large bedroom of the three-story villa, the five people woke up in bed as usual.

They each slept in different positions, but they all leaned against someone like sloths.

After waking up, none of them intended to get up; instead, they all stayed in bed.

Lin Zhengran lay in the middle, feeling the five women draped over him with their hands, legs, or heads. Some were looking at their phones, some were chatting. Even though they were all awake, they still insisted on having some physical contact with him.

For example, Jiang Xueli had one leg draped over Lin Zhengran's stomach, leaning to the side and facing the ceiling while holding up her phone: "Zhengran, we have to go to the competition next week, and I'm still a little nervous."

Lin Zhengran: "What's there to be nervous about? You've been practicing for so long, there won't be any problems."

Xiao Heqing was playing with Lin Zhengran's hair with her fingers: "Lin Zhengran, Lili, do we really not need to go to the competition next week? We can go and cheer you on."

Han Wenwen lay on Lin Zhengran's stomach, her hand reaching inside his clothes. She looked up and said seductively with her foxy eyes, "Yes, we can be a support team and cheer him on."

Lin Zhengran replied:

"Really, there's no need. You all have your own things to do this year, and there are six of us. If everyone brings their families along every time they have something to do, it will be too troublesome in the future. I can go with you myself. You can just focus on your own things."

He arranged, "I'll be accompanying Lily to a competition next week and won't be back for about a week. Wenwen, focus on your live stream this week. He Qing, practice Taekwondo. Jing Shi, just focus on handling company matters. As for Qianqian... Qianqian, what's been going on lately?"

Jiang Qian, who was holding her right arm, said coldly, "There is one, there is. There is a small piano performance soon, but it is not important, just an ordinary performance."

Lin Zhengran looked at Jiang Qian, whose cool and beautiful face was staring at her with a slight smile.

It's been a week since I got together with Jiang Qian, and the second young lady has already integrated well into the group of sisters.

However, Lin Zhengran did not actually spend much time alone with Jiang Qian this week, which made him relatively unfamiliar with her compared to the other girls.

Lin Zhengran asked, "When is the piano performance?"

The week after next.

"I'll go with you then." Jiang Qian nodded in surprise.

"can."

On the other side, Jiang Jingshi felt both jealous and envious watching her sister and Zhengzheng exchanging glances. She said, "Zhengzheng, I should get up. It's seven o'clock. I still want to go to the company today."

Lin Zhengran responded, "Okay, everyone get up, get ready, have breakfast, and then get on with your own things."

The women responded in unison and sat up in bed together.

Find clothes and pack things.

Since they lived together, their day-night routines were still fixed, and Jiang Qian adapted to the new home's schedule.

While changing clothes, Jiang Qian put on a set of clothes that she had also brought.

It's just that when I take out my cosmetics...

She sat at the dressing table and glanced at everyone, asking curiously, "You guys really don't use any cosmetics at all?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Heqing, Han Wenwen, and Jiang Xueli turned to look at Jiang Qian.

Jiang Qian then glanced at her older sister, who was also combing her hair and had no makeup on: "Even my sister, she's stopped using all the brands she used to wear. Does she not wear makeup anymore?"

Jiang Jingshi stopped combing her hair and smiled inexplicably: "This..."

The four women's smiles turned awkward; they didn't know how to talk to Jiang Qian now.

Han Wenwen took the initiative to get up and go over to greet her, putting her arm around her shoulder: "I noticed that Qianqian usually wears light makeup when she's at school. You don't wear makeup much either, do you?"

Jiang Qian opened her makeup box.

They use very little product: "I basically just apply a little lipstick, a little eyeshadow, and some face powder. I learned it from my sister when I was in junior high school. But I've noticed these past few days that you guys don't seem to use any of that... I didn't expect your skin to be in such good condition."

She noticed some minor imperfections on her face; even the most naturally beautiful person can't have perfect skin from birth.

Everyone blinked, and finally Han Wenwen leaned down and whispered in Jiang Qian's ear: "Actually, we have a secret, but it's a rather peculiar one, and we might have to tell you it from Brother Zhengran."

"A secret?" Jiang Qian suddenly had a curious thought: "Could it be that Lin Zhengran also knows about cosmetics?"

"That's not it..." Han Wenwen's smile was meaningful: "Anyway, Qianqian can just ask Brother Zhengran, otherwise I'm afraid you won't feel that sense of surprise if I tell you."

Jiang Qian gave a soft "Mmm," and since the other party had already said that, she didn't ask any more questions: "I understand, thank you, Wenwen."

"Don't mention it, we're all sisters."

The family finished breakfast.

After finishing his meal, Lin Zhengran remembered the black Tibetan Mastiff from the student council competition a while ago.

He had promised to see the puppies the other party had given birth to, and if they were compatible, he would take them home and adopt them.

"Qianqian, do you remember where we found those pet dogs from the student council competition?"

Jiang Qian tore off a piece of fried dough stick and put it in her mouth: "I know."

"If you're free today, take me there."

Jiang Qian didn't ask what they were going to do, and simply nodded: "Okay."

The other girls remained silent, but they all understood what was happening: Lin Zhengran and Jiang Qian had gone out alone... Was this a date? (End of Chapter)