Chapter 1836 - 1837: Silence

Well, Lin Xian, you really like Xiong Da secretly, you used to lie to me saying you liked Bald Qiang!

Yan Xiaoman said angrily, Lin Xian was taken aback by her logic and after a moment, raised an eyebrow and said: "For example, last time

we went to Yang City to attend the Imperial Banquet. Did you think Liao Jie Master's steamed yellow croaker was delicious, or Zhao Hui

chef's traditional sauce abalone was delicious?

Speaking of food, Yan Xiaoman exclaimed softly, her foodie nature suddenly flared up, immersed in the dilemma for a good half

while, then replied: "I think both are delicious!

Then there you go, I like Da, and I also like Bald Qiang," Lin Xian said matter-of-factly.

Between words, Yu and Zhang Mengyao remained silent, both secretly complaining in their hearts.

He's a scumbag!

Yet although knowing he's a scumbag, the two women were reluctant to leave, truly love and hate him.

Yan Xiaoliang was bowing his head, focused on dealing with the filet steak on his plate. On the phone, Zhang Mengyao did not seem

to be doing anything, nor saying a word

The time, the atmosphere fell back into silence, and it was eerie.

Both women had their own thoughts, they were reluctant to leave Lin Xian, and also reluctant to part with their only confidant

The reason Yan Xiaoman wasn't too angry was mainly due to guilt and self-blame. Initially, it was she who pushed Zhang Mengyao

towards Lin Xian. Otherwise, even though their universities were not far apart, they wouldn't have too much

interaction.

And very early on, she had psychologically accepted that Lin Xian had other women in Jinling, just never thought it

would be her best friend.

The current scene, Lin Xian couldn't help but let out a breath of relief.

Good, the worst best friend showdown did not occur.

This silence was actually the manifestation of both women's tacit acceptance.

They used silence to respond to their own inner voice, which was to deceive themselves like an ostrich for quite a while.

After a long time, Zhang Mengyao on the phone said: "It's late, there's class tomorrow, I'll go to sleep first." With that said,

she hastily hung up the phone.

Yan Xiaoliang seemed to be provoked, acting particularly proactive tonight.

But even with that, it couldn't change the fact that she was not good at it. After the lingering moment, Yan Xiaoman suddenly

opened her mouth, biting hard on Lin Xian's shoulder. Lin Xian did not stop her but gently embraced her, stroking

her hair because he knew this was Yan Xiaoman venting her dissatisfaction. With other couples, if the girl found out her boyfriend

cheated on her with her best friend, who knows how it would turn out. Now being bitten was just a minor issue,

he was secretly happy.

After a moment, Yan Xiaoliang slowly released her bite, looking complexed at Lin Xian, softly saying: "Scumbag!

At first, when she just got together with Lin Xian, her cousin told her, the more excellent a man is,

the more likely he is to attract women.

Now it seems, it's indeed the case.

"Are you feeling proud now?" Yan Xiaoman pouted, annoyed and said. "Not at all!"

Lin Xian said earnestly.

Truth be told, he was indeed proud now, but at this time, he could never admit it. Yan Xiaoman snorted,

clearly not believing him.

After a moment, she couldn't help but ask: "How did you and Zhang Mengyao hook up anyway?

Lin Xian played with her hair, organized his words for a while, and slowly began to speak: "It all started when you asked Zhang Mengyao to be my study

partner.

Next, Lin Xian recounted the whole story of how he and Zhang Mengyao met on the high-speed train until now without leaving out any detail. Initially, Yan Xiaoman was quietly leaning against his arms, but as she listened, she couldn't help

but feel more and more furious, finally sitting up.

She said angrily: "During the National Day holiday, you actually went to Yasan with her, and visited her parents? You even painted her a picture for her birthday? And wrote her a song specifically?

Oh dear, I'm so mad.

Honey, don't mind these details.

Lin Xian raised an eyebrow, quickly embraced her back, comforting her. Yan Xiaoman took a deep breath.

"Okay, not getting worked up."

Don't mind these details… my foot!

Her mood completely cracked now, she originally thought since Zhang Mengyao became the third wheel, she could ridicule

her and bully her.

And now, the third wheel turned out to be happier than her.

So Whose third wheel is it anyway?

What patience brings calmness, what retreat brings a wide horizon—at this moment, she thought patience

made her angrier, and retreat made her feel cheated.

Huddled in Lin Xian's arms, Yan Xiaoman charmingly said: "I don't care, for my birthday, you have to write me

a song and paint me a picture, plus it has to be better than Zhang Mengyao's!

Lin Xian didn't hesitate at all, agreeing decisively.

Change would likely cause headaches for others, wouldn't it?

But for Lin Xian, these requests were not too simple.

Yan Xiaoman's birthday was over two months away, and during this period he would surely obtain the mysterious tape

from the system marketplace.

As for painting.

Admittedly, painting for Zhang Mengyao could probably be his pinnacle work.

To surpass it seemed very difficult.

But it might not be necessary to surpass it because art, inherently, comes with subjective factors—

as long as the two paintings are similar in quality, it's hard to distinguish which is superior.

Just like Zhang Mengyao, the girl in the painting was herself, plus the painting was personally done by Lin Xian for her,

making her subjective assumption that painting was more beautiful than "Mona Lisa's Smile"—when it

comes with subjective factors, Yan Xiaoman naturally would think her painting is better than Zhang Mengyao's.

Really?

Yan Xiaoman was skeptical.

Really.

Lin Xian nodded, sincerely saying.

Seeing this, Yan lightly smiled, proudly said, "Alright, then trust you once more!"

Re-clinging to his arms, Yan Xiaoman thought of inviting Zhang Mengyao on her birthday,

to infuriate her. With that thought, she felt more comfortable, her lips slightly curved, revealing a cunning

smile. The next day.

When Lin Xian returned from his morning workout at the gym, he found Yan Xiaoliang had finished washing up and changed her

clothes. Seeing this, he asked in puzzlement: "Why not sleep a little longer? It's still early!" Last night, the two chatted

until past one in the morning, and it wasn't even eight yet.

"It's not early anymore, dragging it out might make me late!" Yan Xiaoman explained. Late?

Lin Xian was puzzled, raising an eyebrow: "Didn't you say yesterday that we're taking today off to play?" Yan Xiaoman proudly

said: "I changed my mind, I want you to accompany me to class!

Yesterday's originally planned schedule was for Yan Xiaoman to take a day off and for them to have fun, but after

hearing he accompanied Zhang Mengyao to class yesterday, Yan Xiaoliang altered her decision. "Alright, I'll take a shower, then we'll

head out."

Lin Xian had no objections, since there was indeed nothing much to see in Lingdu, and accompanying his girlfriend

to class was better. After a quick shower, the two went to the cafeteria for breakfast before driving to FD

University.

Walking in the campus, Lin Xian asked: "What classes do you have today?"

"Morning is calculus, afternoon is ancient literature."

Lin Xian asked doubtfully: "Does your language and literature department need to study calculus?"

He kind of remembered that majors like this didn't require calculus.

Oh really?

Yan Xiaoman explained, "Our university requires it, but the courses aren't many, and only during freshman year. From sophomore onwards, there are no calculus classes

Walked alongside through the campus, the two attracted quite a bit of attention.

After all, during the debate a couple of days ago, as the new student beauty Yan Xiaoman gained quite a few fans. Now seeing her with

a guy so close, these students were inevitably curious.

Of course, they only remained curious.

Arriving at the teaching building, Yan Xiaoman led Lin Xian proficiently found the classroom for the class. Math isn't

important for the language and literature department, so calculus classes are usually a joint class with a few other similar majors.

Entering the classroom, Lin Xian scanned through the room, then habitually started moving to the back row. Yan Xiaoliang grabbed

him and asked puzzled: "What are you doing?

Uh… just a habit!" Lin Xian explained.