The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 170 This is what a socialite is like
All morning, Zhang Muchen took Chu Youting to play claw machines, video games, and billiards.

It wasn't until almost noon that the two of them went up to the fifth floor together and chose a popular crab hot pot.

Although it was the weekend, they were lucky and didn't have to wait long for a table. The two of them were seated by the window, with a view of all the passersby in the mall.

After sitting down, Zhang Muchen took out his phone, brought up several group-buying deals, and pushed them in front of Chu Youting: "Take a look and see which one you want to eat."

Chu Youting glanced at it, pursed her lips slightly, and then gently pushed the phone back with her palm.

She looked up, her beautiful eyes fixed on Zhang Muchen, and whispered, "I...I'll pay. You paid for everything today."

Zhang Muchen was slightly taken aback, then rested his chin on his hand and looked at her with interest.

“You can pay if you want,” he said with a smile, “but we’ll do it next time.”

Chu Youting blinked, somewhat puzzled.

"Next time we go out, it'll be your treat, okay?"

Chu Youting nodded obediently: "Oh... okay."

Tsk, plan in motion.

Zhang Muchen chuckled inwardly.

The girl has to pay? Of course, we can't let her pay.

Saying "You'll treat next time" not only makes the girl owe you a favor, but also naturally leaves a clue that there must be another date for dinner.

Of course, next time I definitely won't let Xiaoyouzi pay the bill.

In this way, Xiaoyouzi always owes her favors, so she always has to find an opportunity to repay them.

whee.

Chu Youting ordered a mildly spicy crab hot pot. After the waiter verified the group-buying coupon, the two got up and went to the self-service area to get some snacks. Zhang Muchen took some popcorn, while Chu Youting picked up some dried fruit.

However, when Zhang Muchen picked up the cup to get the cola, Chu Youting suddenly lowered her head in a panic, the movement so large that her hair covered half of her face.

Ok?
Zhang Muchen looked at Xiaoyouzi strangely, but before he could ask, he saw two girls walking by, chatting and laughing, filling their plates with popcorn as they went.

Zhang Muchen glanced at them and immediately recognized them. One of the girls looked like Xiaoyouzi's deskmate.

I used to always see Chu Youting sitting with Xiaoyouzi when I passed by the door of her classroom.

"Tsk, I was wondering why Little Yuzu suddenly turned into an ostrich. Turns out she ran into someone she knew." Zhang Muchen chuckled to himself.

Chu Youting didn't wear any disguise that morning; her thick glasses and hair tie were all kept in her bag.

Now her long hair is naturally curly and loose, and she doesn't look like Chu Youting at all.

She will most likely be mistaken for Chu Jiuli.

Zhang Muchen glanced at the two girls who were getting closer and closer, and subtly moved to the side, blocking them from Xiaoyouzi.

Chu Youting immediately understood and left with her head down, carrying the plate in both hands.

The two girls were completely oblivious, still laughing and popping popcorn together.

When Chu Youting returned to her seat by the window, she breathed a sigh of relief. She hurriedly rummaged through her bag for her glasses and hair tie, trying to quickly revert to her original appearance.

However, just as she raised her hand to gather her hair behind her head, her movement suddenly stopped.

No...

If I tie my hair up now, my deskmate will recognize me.

She's so gossipy, and then she sees herself eating with a guy...
Upon realizing this, Chu Youting immediately put away her glasses and hair tie, and gently closed her bag.

She lowered her head, feeling somewhat uneasy.

What should I do...? It's not good to hide now, and I don't dare to pretend.

Little Yuzu bit her lip and shrank back against the sofa like a kitten trying to crawl into a bag.

Just then, a warm, large hand gently patted her shoulder.

"Put this on."

Chu Youting looked up in surprise and saw Zhang Muchen standing in front of her, panting, holding a mask and glasses in his hand.

“I ran downstairs to the grocery store to buy it, and I put it on.”

Chu Youting paused for a moment, then took the two items. She gently put on the mask. It was a popular style among online influencers, with soft lines that hugged the face and completely covered her chin.

The lenses of the glasses are slightly pink, making the eyes appear very lively.

When Chu Youting put on her mask and glasses and looked up again, Zhang Muchen suddenly froze.

He originally just wanted to cover his face, but he didn't expect that the effect of Xiaoyouzi wearing it would be amazing!

The mask covered the lower half of her face, but unexpectedly accentuated her high, straight nose. The pinkish lenses of her glasses added a dreamy quality to her already bright eyes.

It has everything: a sense of pure desire, girlishness, and mystery.

"Will this... cover it up..." Chu Youting's voice was soft and gentle, sounding even more delicate through the mask.

Zhang Muchen stared at her for a long time, then coughed: "It can be covered up, but... it's even more eye-catching than before."

"Huh?" Chu Youting was taken aback, her mouth slightly agape. "Then...then I'll take it off..."

"No need, no need." Zhang Muchen waved his hand. "What I mean is that you are now a third version, somewhere between you and your sister."

"Even if your sister walked in now and saw you like this, she probably wouldn't recognize you."

"Really...really?" Chu Youting's eyes widened.

"Really." Zhang Muchen smiled, narrowing his eyes, and took out his phone. "Don't move, I'm taking a picture to remember this moment."

As he spoke, he raised his phone and pointed it at Chu Youting.

Upon seeing this, Chu Youting immediately lowered her head shyly, her hair falling down and covering half of her face and pink glasses.

"Don't look down, look up, look up." Zhang Muchen gently tapped the table.

"Oh"

Chu Youting obediently tilted her head back slightly, revealing a pair of clear and captivating eyes.

"Make a gesture."

"Is this okay?" she asked softly, making a peace sign.

"can."

"yeah."

Zhang Muchen held up his phone and took several pictures of her.

At the same time, Chu Youting's two classmates happened to pass by.

One of the girls suddenly stopped looking at Zhang Muchen's table.

"Wow, look at the beautiful girls at table 17," she whispered to her friend beside her, her eyes still fixed on them.

Another girl followed her gaze, looked her over, and whispered in response, "It does look pretty... but don't you think it's strange to wear a mask while eating?"

"That's how socialites are."

Zhang Muchen: "."

He listened silently to the two girls' whispered conversation. Only after they had completely walked away did he relax and smile at Chu Youting: "Very successful, your classmate didn't recognize you."

"But I can't eat while wearing a mask, can I?"

“Of course not.” Zhang Muchen nodded. “Pull him down. Your classmate is far away.”

Chu Youting hesitated for a moment, then slowly pulled the mask down from behind her ears. As the fabric slipped down, her fair and delicate face was finally fully revealed.

Without the mask to conceal her face, her facial features were fully revealed. However, the pink glasses cleverly served as an embellishment, adding a touch of dreamy girlishness to her already gentle and sweet temperament.

Unlike Chu Jiuli's aloof and cold beauty, Chu Youting's beauty has a delicate, sweet quality that makes people want to protect her.

“It’s fine as it is, wearing these glasses can block the view a little. But—” Zhang Muchen changed the subject, suddenly got up from the opposite seat, walked straight to Chu Youting and sat down next to her, “If you want to block other people’s view even more, this is the best way.”

Chu Youting was taken aback, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

He didn't expect Zhang Muchen to sit down right away.

So close...

Zhang Muchen's aura wafted over, carrying the warmth of his earlier jog. Xiao Youzi's face flushed crimson, as if she'd been infused with a blush.

(End of this chapter)