Ever since getting in touch with Lin Shen that night, Zheng Yanfei had been chatting with the rich heir on WeChat nonstop.

She would send him pictures of her breakfast or ask for his opinion on her new manicure.

They seemed like ordinary topics, but in reality, they were all part of Zheng Yanfei’s little scheme.

Every photo was carefully taken and selected to "unintentionally" show off her legs or figure.

Unfortunately, Lin Shen was a total brick wall. He only ever gave curt replies like "Mm" or "Okay," which dealt a major blow to Zheng Yanfei’s ego and enthusiasm.

She even considered giving up, thinking Lin Shen probably wasn’t interested in her.

But that was always when her roommates would show up to add fuel to the fire.

"Why haven’t you brought your tall, rich, and handsome boyfriend to meet us yet? Didn’t you say he came back from abroad a long time ago?"

"Yeah, yeah! Feifei, you promised last time. Another week has passed. Don’t tell me... you broke up?"

"Getting dumped would be one thing, but I’m afraid someone’s just being delusional, thinking she’s his girlfriend when he probably doesn’t even know who she is."

"..."

Every time she heard Cheng Xiao drag Tang Tian into her taunts, Zheng Yanfei got so angry she wanted to smear the foundation in her hand all over Cheng Xiao’s face.

But she had no choice. She was the one who’d bragged about a fake boyfriend out of vanity, so she had to be the one to fix it.

One, she could admit she lied and that the rich-heir boyfriend never existed.

Two, she could do everything in her power to get Lin Shen to meet them.

Given Zheng Yanfei’s personality, there was no way she’d choose the first option.

If she did, she could already foresee a shameful future of being a laughingstock for her entire college career.

So her only option was to do whatever it took to get Lin Shen to meet her!

’But that’s so difficult!’

Forget getting him to go out with her; she could barely even get a hold of him on WeChat.

Of course, Zheng Yanfei understood. ’After all, my image of Lin Shen isn’t some ignorant, good-for-nothing playboy.’

’He’s a capable man in charge of his family’s business. How could he have time to be out fooling around every day!’

But this also put immense pressure on Zheng Yanfei.

She had been running out of ideas and was even considering sending some more revealing photos to test his reaction.

But then!

Guess what? When one door closes, another opens!

On a perfectly ordinary weekend night, Zheng Yanfei had been binge-watching a show until she was drowsy and ready for bed. But then, an unexpected invitation from Lin Shen himself shocked her wide awake.

Huh?

’Lin Shen... actually reached out to me?!’

The moment she saw the message, Zheng Yanfei could hardly believe her eyes.

She rubbed her eyes several times to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. Once it sank in, she was so ecstatic she hugged her phone and rolled back and forth on her bed.

She only stopped when Tang Tian complained from the foot of the bed.

"Feifei! What are you spazzing out about now? Go to sleep! You have an 8 a.m. class tomorrow!"

"Oh, sorry. Going to sleep now."

Zheng Yanfei stuck out her tongue and whispered an apology. After taking a few deep breaths to calm her racing heart, she started planning what to wear for her meeting with Lin Shen tomorrow.

’This is the important part!’

’It wasn’t easy getting him to agree to meet. I have to seize this opportunity to show him my Charm!’

Zheng Yanfei was actually an expert at dressing to catch a man’s eye, but when it came to Lin Shen, she suddenly became much more cautious.

’If I dress too seductively or revealingly, he might think I’m promiscuous.’

’But if my outfit is too conservative, I’ll never catch his eye.’

’What should I do?’

Zheng Yanfei was stumped. She searched online for "date-night battle armor," but the results that popped up were all kinds of bizarre.

’I need clothes I can actually wear in public!’

’It’s not time to bring out the *real* battle armor yet!’

Zheng Yanfei grumbled internally. After changing her search terms to "date" and "crush," the outfit recommendations on Xiaohongshu started to look more normal.

Zheng Yanfei synthesized the advice from others with her own strengths, and the most crucial factor came down to a single word—

Youth!

’That means I should definitely go with a bright color palette, aiming for a youthful, energetic style. No-go on anything too mature!’

"I’ve got it!"

Having made up her mind, Zheng Yanfei felt like jumping out of bed to try on outfits right that second.

But it was too late and her roommates were already asleep. It would all have to wait until morning.

Zheng Yanfei silently gave herself a pep talk.

’Yanfei! Yanfei! Operation: First Date!’

’Let’s do this!’

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August 31, 2025. Monday.

77°F–99°F, clear, level-2 southeast wind, 28% humidity.

7:30 a.m.

Even someone as energetic as Lin Shen found his body and mind pushed to their limits after several hours of strenuous labor the previous night.

He had planned to sleep in, but a familiar alarm suddenly went off.

BEEP BEEP BEEP—!

—BEEP BEEP BEEP!

’Didn’t I turn off the alarm?’

’Why is it going off this morning?’

Lin Shen was puzzled. He fumbled for his phone beside the pillow, but when he picked it up, he realized it wasn’t his iPhone 16 that was ringing.

It was Qin Yuenan’s.

It was only then that Lin Shen realized he’d spent the night at Qin Yuenan’s. He looked down and saw her, still fast asleep in his arms.

"Mmm~"

With a soft, sweet murmur, Qin Yuenan pursed her lips and slowly opened her hazy, beautiful eyes, only to find herself face-to-face with an incredibly handsome man.

He had a roguish smile, and his bare upper body revealed a muscular chest. His embrace was warm and strong.

"Nan, good morning."

"Good morning..."

Qin Yuenan mumbled a reply instinctively. As her foggy mind slowly came into focus, she finally remembered the breathtaking, intimate passion she and Lin Shen had shared the night before.