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Instead, she wore a black knee-length dress. The material didn't look expensive, and there were no extra embellishments, but the cut was very fitted at the waist, perfectly outlining her slender figure and delicate waistline.

Her legs were encased in a pair of black stockings, the thickness of which was carefully controlled—not the sheer, thin kind, nor as heavy as winter leggings.

The delicate black fabric clung tightly to her skin, following the lines of her long, shapely legs downwards, making her already straight legs appear even more slender and graceful. The curve from her calves to her ankles was so beautiful that not a single flaw could be found. In the natural light streaming into the living room, the fabric had a faint matte sheen.

This outfit added a touch of mature charm to her originally innocent and pure temperament.

This contrast is so striking that it would make anyone stop in their tracks, even in a crowd.

Shen Yi's fingers curled up, gently pinching the fabric at the hem of her skirt. This was the first time in her life she had tried this style of dressing.

She took a small step forward, her clear eyes fixed on Lin Ye's face, afraid of missing any subtle change in his expression: "Do you think it looks good?"

Lin had seen Shen Yi eating in the cafeteria wearing faded old clothes, seeing her carrying plates in a barbecue restaurant wearing a rough work apron, and seeing her smiling at him in the cold wind while wearing a skirt.

But he had never seen Shen Yi before; her curves and charm, unique to mature women, were fully revealed by her black dress and stockings.

Lin opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to give an objective evaluation, but found that his meager vocabulary could not find a suitable word to describe the scene in front of him.

Shen Yi cared a lot about Lin Ye's opinion, and was even afraid that this deliberate dressing would make Lin Ye feel frivolous or uncomfortable.

But when she caught sight of Lin Ye's bewildered and somewhat dazed expression, the heavy weight in her heart suddenly lifted.

Shen Yi slowly exhaled, and the fingers that were gripping the hem of her skirt slowly loosened.

She strode up to Lin Ye, a bright yet slightly mischievous smile curving her lips.

Her voice was very gentle: "Lin Ye, when your girlfriend asks you this, you should say it looks good."

Lin looked at the smiling face before him, her clear eyes reflecting his own features.

He smiled and said, "It looks good."

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The early winter night wind, carrying a biting chill, swept across the bare canopy of the plane trees at Ningchuan University, making a dry, rustling sound.

The dim streetlights cast mottled, cold shadows on the asphalt road. What should have been the desolation of a harsh winter was instantly engulfed by a post on the school forum.

Just after 8 p.m., a post highlighted in red and bold suddenly appeared on the forum's homepage, and its popularity skyrocketed at an incredible speed, with over a thousand replies in just ten minutes.

The post's title is incredibly sensational: "A billion-dollar confession has occurred downstairs at Guiyuan Building No. 7! Official monthly-level bigwig Pei Xiao is personally involved—come and see!"

The main post didn't waste any time with unnecessary words; it simply displayed several high-definition pictures.

In the photo, the spacious open space in front of Building No. 7 of Guiyuan has been completely cleared and transformed.

Thousands of specially made cold-light candles swayed in the night breeze, piecing together intricate and delicate patterns.

The area around the open space was covered with rare blue roses and Bulgarian roses, their fragrance permeating the entire area.

Even more eye-catching were the dozen or so black supercars parked at the edge of the flower field, with top-of-the-line custom-made audio equipment on their hoods, playing a soothing and elegant classical cello piece.

The comment section below had already exploded.

"My goodness, this is such a grand display!"

"Who is this guy? He's so awesome!"

"Didn't the original poster say so? You don't even recognize him? In short, he's someone who can do whatever he wants in Ningchuan!"

"He's been sending flowers to that law school freshman Su Nian every day recently, but she's been rejected. Looks like he's planning a decisive blow today."

"Could the most beautiful girl in the law school withstand this kind of situation? If it were me, I would have fainted by now."

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and grab a good spot, or you'll only be able to see the backs of people's heads!"

As the post gained traction, people began to emerge from all corners of the campus.

From the library, study rooms, and even the teaching buildings where classes had just ended, groups of students, wrapped in thick coats and braving the cold winter wind, converged in the direction of Guiyuan No. 7.

At this moment, Building No. 7 of Guiyuan has become a sea of ​​noise.

Almost all the lights in the building were on, and every balcony from the first to the sixth floor was packed with girls watching the spectacle.

They took photos and videos with their phones, excitedly shouting and yelling with their roommates. The sounds of their exclamations and whispers were so loud that they could barely drown out the classical music coming from the speakers downstairs.

At the forefront of the crowd downstairs, Pei Xiao stood quietly in the center of the sea of ​​flowers.

He wore a perfectly tailored overcoat today, his slender figure enveloped in high-quality fabric, with a dark blue silk shirt underneath.

The platinum cuffs, shaped like crosses, shimmered faintly under the surrounding cold lights. On that handsome face, the usual aloofness had faded, replaced by a solemn, all-or-nothing look in his deep eyes.

He didn't use a tacky megaphone or make any unnecessary movements. He simply looked up, his gaze passing through the layers of balconies, and accurately landing on a room on the fourth floor where the curtains were still drawn.

Screams and gasps could be heard from the surrounding crowd from time to time. The atmosphere of being surrounded by everyone and being the center of attention would have completely shattered the psychological defenses of any ordinary girl. This combination of ability, wealth and good looks was overwhelming.

In the dormitory room on the fourth floor.

Su Nian sat at her desk, the eye-protecting desk lamp emitting a white light.

Her fingers tapped on the keyboard, and on the screen was a revised draft of a legal thesis with nearly 10,000 words.

The noise outside kept crashing against the windowpanes like a tide. The soundproofing in the dormitory was passable, but it was still impossible to concentrate.

"Su Nian, stop writing!" Her roommate pushed open the glass door from the balcony, letting in a gust of cold wind. Her expression was so exaggerated it was almost distorted.

"Go out and see! Pei Xiao is downstairs. With such a big commotion, the whole school is probably here to see what's going on. I'm so envious that he actually dared to come all this way!"

Su Nian removed her fingers from the keyboard and rubbed her slightly swollen temples.

She turned her head and looked at the balcony door that her roommate had pushed open.

Through that crack, she could see the huge, cold-colored light and shadow reflected on the wall of the building opposite, as well as the sounds of carnival-like commotion.