[Resume—Jiang Qingkui]
"Loyalty: 75 equals 77 (Pass)"
Here was a breakfast shop at the intersection of an old street in Jing City.
It was the morning of the second day, and Zhou Wang, Jiang Qingkui, and Miao Ying sat across from each other at a small table.
If there was anything unusual about going home, it was that Zhou Wang usually did not eat breakfast at home.
Zhao Guihua was too lazy to prepare it, and Zhou Wang preferred to eat the local breakfast with Jing City characteristics outside.
For instance, he was presently adding oil peppers to this bowl of braised noodles. The braised noodles in Ming City were mostly sweet, but only the spicy braised noodles from Jing City suited Zhou Wang’s taste.
Jiang Qingkui, sitting across, might have had enough and strangely looked up, "Mr. Zhou, is there anything wrong with my makeup today?"
"Oh, no, it’s quite good..."
"Then why have you been staring at me?"
"Think about it from another angle, could it be that you look exceptionally good today, so I can’t help but keep looking at you?"
"Is that so, Mr. Zhou?"
Seeing Zhou Wang’s assured manner, Jiang Qingkui didn’t know what else to say, so she silently lowered her head and took small bites of her rice noodles.
After a few bites, Jiang Qingkui raised her head again to look at Miao Ying on the side, "Cherry, is there really nothing wrong with my makeup?"
Even though Jiang Qingkui felt that giving people random nicknames wasn’t quite right, Miao Ying’s English name was Cherry, which directly translated to "Ying Tao," so she followed Zhou Wang in calling her that.
Miao Ying was startled, probably not expecting this to involve her...
She seriously scrutinized Jiang Qingkui.
Today’s Jiang Qingkui was indeed a bit different.
Her usually simply tied long hair was intricately styled today, adding some softness to her typically cool demeanor. Coupled with an LV office lady suit, she embodied the standard city elite woman vibe.
Considering the attendance at the school event, Jiang Qingkui also delicately touched up her facial features, her usually straightforward brows and eyes now softly arched. Her pupils were dark and bright, and with the contouring that’s both light and moderate, her cheeks appeared more three-dimensional and full...
At least, in Miao Ying’s eyes, she saw this as the template for the most beautiful woman.
Though... for some reason, Jiang Qingkui’s dark circles seemed a bit pronounced, not completely concealed, but it didn’t overshadow her beauty.
So Miao Ying earnestly nodded, "Beautiful."
Hearing this, Jiang Qingkui felt relieved, allowing a slight smile to emerge at her lips, and continued eating her breakfast with peace of mind.
Zhou Wang’s mouth twitched, believing he had spoken quite sincerely, but Jiang Qingkui evidently still did not believe his words.
Oh well... After all, Zhou Wang was not sincere.
Jiang Qingkui was, of course, beautiful, but his focus was clearly not on that.
Upon waking, Zhou Wang was surprised to find Jiang Qingkui’s loyalty inexplicably increased by two points.
It seemed impossible to trace, but Zhou Wang remembered that when they parted the previous night, her loyalty had not changed. At that time, Zhou Wang was even worried that due to a minor misunderstanding, the loyalty might decrease...
So, what on earth happened?
After a bit of detailed analysis by Zhou Wang, the possible time period for changes could ideally be from early morning at three to eight in the morning.
During these short five hours, something unknown to Zhou Wang certainly happened with Jiang Qingkui.
In any case, Sister Qingkui, you’re quite strange...
Zhou Wang didn’t dwell on it excessively. The days they had to get along were still long. He did not believe he wouldn’t catch Jiang Qingkui’s little secrets eventually.
Taking out his phone for a while, Zhou Wang unexpectedly received two messages.
From a fierce Hua Suisui: "Smooch.gif"
From a fierce Hua Suisui: "Zhou Wang, thank you for last night’s carnival, I wanted to sing a song to thank you, but you left without giving me the chance~"
Zhou Wang was rather surprised and replied, "How did you know it was me?"
His Douyin account hardly contained any obvious personal information, and even acquaintances might not recognize it, which is why Zhou Wang was puzzled.
A fierce Hua Suisui: "IP is Ming City, the live room level is so low, I could just think of you. It’s not like some random kind-hearted person would suddenly give me money and then leave without even asking for a WeChat!"
Zhou Wang: "So, you just verbally thank me?"
A fierce Hua Suisui: "I’ll treat you to a meal when you come to Hang City!"
Zhou Wang: "That offer isn’t enticing."
A fierce Hua Suisui: "Oh, what are you going to do then!"
Zhou Wang: "Send me some benefits, the top sponsor’s basic treatment should be available, right?"
Hua Suisui didn’t reply immediately, and Zhou Wang was only joking. In the past, Hua Suisui might not have known, but since gaining fame, she was very protective of her reputation, so Zhou Wang didn’t expect she’d really send any private photos.
Who knew a moment later, the WeChat notifications sounded again. Zhou Wang looked at it and couldn’t help but exclaim, "Wow," there actually was one—
Compared to the one-piece swimsuit Zhou Wang had seen last time, this design was much bolder.
Although it wasn’t too revealing, this photo was assumed to be quite rare on the internet.
At least, Zhou Wang hadn’t seen Hua Suisui’s bikini photo elsewhere.
From a fierce Hua Suisui: "Zhou Wang, this is your private collection. I’ve only taken this one picture, so don’t let it leak!"
Zhou Wang looked and couldn’t help but click his tongue.
Although there was no defined abs, one must say, this slightly fleshy little tummy was quite inexplicably alluring.
After breakfast, the three headed to Jing City First Middle School.
Jing City First Middle School’s homecoming season this year was actually a series of events.