I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse

Xian Qianling walked up to you, leaned in, and whispered in your ear, "I heard all the sweet talk you gave Xiaxia and Xiaoyao earlier. That kind of talk might fool a naive girl like Xiaxia, but you can’t fool Xiaoyao, let alone me. And if you dare refuse, I guarantee you’ll spend a few days in detention and have a few charges pinned on you."

Alright, you admit you were cowed, and it seemed like a good option for the moment.

Xian Qianling left by plane the next day, and at the same time, you, Lin Panxia, and Wu Qiyao also welcomed the first day of university.

When you found out that Wu Qiyao was also attending Jiangzhe University and was in the School of Humanities, you were shocked.

You knew very well that before the college entrance exam, Wu Qiyao had received invitations from both Waseda University and the University of Tokyo. The whole school knew about it, and it even made the newspapers.

You didn’t need to think about it; faced with invitations from two international universities, she would have gladly gone. But in reality, she chose Jiangzhe University.

You didn’t ask Wu Qiyao why, first because you didn’t dare, and second because you couldn’t.

For some reason, you always felt there was an insurmountable gap between you and Wu Qiyao. Even living under the same roof, you never had any time alone together. Whenever it was just you left, she would turn and leave immediately, as if avoiding you or instinctively repelling you.

You’d rather it be the latter, after all, you now had Zhaor, and you couldn’t be fickle.

After picking up Xian Qianling from the airport and sending the three women home, your phone rang. It was Xiao Feng calling.