Liu San was dressing as she spoke, "Xiao Yun, hurry back to your classroom. Your teacher will surely point out your absence if she sees you're not there." Lu Yun was still thinking about Zhao Feiyan and didn't linger to chat with Liu San any longer. With students soon arriving at the convenience store, he quickly stepped out. He nodded to Liu San and said, "Uncle, I'm off." Then he walked out of the store. Watching Lu Yun's back, Liu San smiled and shook her head, saying, "Such an ungrateful little one!" Though she said it aloud, she was quietly thinking of Lu Yun all the time. She quickly finished dressing and, as she stepped out, students were already flowing into the store. After stepping out of the store's door, Lu Yun kept thinking—Zhao Feiyan had come along with Xiao Yu to help Liu San manage the store. Was that a sign that she had accepted their relationship? So does this mean that next time I see her, I can just... Well, little Yu is so obedient—she doesn't even argue over these little things at all. I'll definitely have to make good on it soon. If all women were this patient and gentle, wouldn't the world be at peace? Lu Yun was just lost in thought when he heard, "Lu Yun!"—that voice, wasn't it exactly Zhao Feiyan's? Indeed, what he was thinking of had actually arrived. He looked up to see Zhao Feiyan approaching. "Feiyan, how come you're here?" Zhao Feiyan had now reached Lu Yun's side and smiled. "Look at you! You've been lost in thought, haven't you? I've called your name several times already!" "Ah?" Lu Yun thought to himself—he couldn't very well tell her he was planning to take her right then and there. "I was thinking about how I slipped away when the teacher made me stand still just now. By the time the neck-burnt chicken comes around, I'm not sure how she'll handle me. I'm really worried!" Zhao Feiyan掩嘴一笑: "Who are you trying to deceive? If you were afraid that Fei-Neck Roast Chicken would settle accounts with you, you wouldn't have left just now!" The smile, combined with her delicate, charming face, spoke volumes. Having just heard Mrs. Liu's description of Zhao Feiyan, Lu Yun had already sensed that this young lady was destined to be his meal of choice. As he watched her—her face flushed, her lips pouting, a mixture of gentle irritation and delight directed at him—his heart stirred. "Lu Yun, what are you looking at?" Zhao Feiyan noticed Lu Yun staring at her intently, his gaze unwavering, and asked, her face growing redder. "Uh?" Lu Yun blushed, scratching his head awkwardly. "Feiyan, you're truly beautiful!" Zhao Feiyan's face turned even redder. She had liked Lu Yun for a long time, but compared to Liang Hongyu and Lu Xiaoying, who were far more striking, she had always been too shy to express her feelings. A while ago, Liang Hongyu had introduced Lu Yun to the group, and although Lu Yun hadn't yet made a formal statement or said anything, she had already started seeing herself as one of Lu Yun's girlfriends in her heart. Now that Lu Yun is so direct in saying she's beautiful—does that mean she's already accepted her in her heart? While mentally pondering this, Liang heard Lu Yun say, "I actually think the famous Hua Feiyan, who could dance on her palm in ancient times, wouldn't be as beautiful as you!" Hua Feiyan chuckled, "You're just trying to flatter me—I can't possibly compare to her!" Lu Yun said seriously, "How could I be flattery? Think about it—back then, people hadn't even evolved much yet. Hua Feiyan was just a bit more beautiful than a monkey. Once people had fully evolved, they'd be considered truly beautiful—divine, breathtaking. How could they possibly match you? They simply haven't seen you yet. If they had, Hua Feiyan would surely have praised you!" "Who doesn't love it when someone praises their beauty, especially someone they truly like! Even though I knew Land Yun was just trying to flatter me, I still felt sweet inside." "Could we stay a bit later after school? I have something to tell you," Zhao Feiyan bravely raised her head and said to Land Yun, then turned and ran off. Land Yun watched Zhao Feiyan's graceful figure, touched his head, and thought: After school? Had he finally made it happen?