Chapter 185:Online Girlfriends' Tea Party

Evening.

Su Nian slowly awoke amidst a sea of soft bedding that seemed ready to swallow her whole, her long eyelashes fluttering lightly like butterfly wings.

Her fair, delicate hand rubbed her still-drowsy eyes.

“Mmm hmm hmm~”

The girl lazily stretched her slender waist, letting out a contented hum tinged with a hint of coquettishness.

Her exquisite face showed not a trace of fatigue; instead, it glowed with the healthy flush of a good night’s sleep.

Her skin was so delicate it seemed she could squeeze water from it.

That sleep had been truly comfortable.

After days of relentless exhaustion and constantly scheming against the Horned Demon Bastard,  she had lost count of how many days had passed without falling into such a defenseless, peaceful slumber.

Especially in the days leading up to her trip to Bai Shui Town.

She had slept in the same bed as the Horned Demon Bastard.

With that huge, dangerous, perverted Horned Demon lying right beside her.

How could she possibly have slept well?

But this time, she felt an unprecedented clarity and energy coursing through every limb and joint.

‘Refreshing!’

Su Nian sat up, her golden hair cascading like a smooth waterfall over her shoulders, a few playful strands brushing across her fair collarbone.

She squinted, adjusting to the soft light filtering through the sheer curtains.

Looking outside, the golden afterglow dyed half the sky red; evening was already near.

She really had slept deeply.

Her tightly wound nerves had completely relaxed, her body soaked in a languid comfort.

The week-long leave she had requested from the Academy to investigate that damned Undead Mage had not yet ended.

In the coming days, she would finally have some rare leisure—no classes at the Academy, no need to perform on stage.

Besides needing to find a good opportunity to contact Chu Tian, the captain of Magic Feather Fantasy’s guard squad, she also really needed to unwind.

Constantly thinking about revenge and schemes was driving her mad; her mind was close to a knot.

She needed something lighthearted to balance it all out.

Instinctively, the girl reached out and picked up the uniquely designed, metallic-shining Magic Phone from the bedside table.

She deftly opened the contacts, flicking through a few names before stopping on the avatars of the other two Magic Feather Fantasy members—Amy and Lise.

One way to relieve stress…

Chatting with someone!

Especially girls her own age.

The next moment, Su Nian flipped over and lay prone on the soft bed.

Her bare body traced seductive curves against the slightly rumpled sheets.

Her long, fair legs swung unconsciously in the air, carrying the unique coyness of youth.

Her fingertips tapped lightly on the cold screen as she quickly typed a few greetings and casual messages, then sent them off.

Soon, the phone screen lit up repeatedly, accompanied by crisp notification sounds.

Amy and Lise’s enthusiastic replies.

It seemed the Magic Feather Fantasy girls were also enjoying their rare day off.

On the screen, the three girls’ avatars bounced as they chattered away.

Amy excitedly shared an adorable support card a fan had given her after their last performance.

Lise complained about a minor mishap during rehearsal, causing everyone to laugh softly.

Su Nian watched the messages, a smile creeping onto her lips, her mood lightening.

Indeed, chatting with friends was the best way to relieve stress.

But girl talk easily veered into certain predictable directions.

For example, Lise had recently flatly rejected a crazed suitor who sent flowers to the training room door, claiming the man’s hairline was higher than her father’s.

As they chatted, the name “Mo Yuan Sir” inevitably popped up in the chatbox again.

Of course, it was mostly Amy and Lise, curious and gossiping, but seeing those characters made Su Nian want to roll her eyes so hard they might fall out.

Amy’s pink rabbit avatar blinked as she sent another message.

“Miss Su Nian, do you really have no other feelings for your cousin?” Amy asked again.

Although her romantic experience was nearly zero, Amy had read plenty of romance novels.

She had adopted the role of “love strategist,” volunteering to be Su Nian and Lise’s “emotional mentor.”

“Me? No way!”

Su Nian replied instantly, fearing that any delay might cause misunderstanding.

She had nothing but disgust and disdain for the Horned Demon Bastard!

No other thoughts at all.

Even the surface-level submission and flattery were fake.

All were just to gain his trust.

She wondered what new torment that mercurial Horned Demon Bastard would dream up next.

Amy clearly didn’t buy Su Nian’s “truth.”

“In my opinion, you should seize the opportunity.”

“Mo Yuan Sir is such an outstanding man, and he’s handsome too.”

“Not as stunning as you, Miss Su Nian, but still very easy on the eyes.”

“In novels, that’s totally the male lead’s character type!”

Amy kept spinning her “love theories” learned from novels, transforming into an emotional expert, ready to “advise” Su Nian’s “love life.”

Off-screen, Su Nian looked at Amy’s messages, pointed at the pink rabbit avatar, silently cursing.

‘Who sent this girl?’

‘Why did she have elbows sticking out?’

She even praised that Horned Demon Bastard?

‘The so-called “Mo Yuan Sir” was nothing like a “novel male lead.” He was a terrifying, perverted Horned Demon Bastard.’

‘A total, thorough pervert!’

Holding her phone, Su Nian quickly tapped out messages, decisively finding reasons to refute Amy’s “wrong ideas.”

“You don’t know, Mo Yuan Sir is… really domineering, very fierce and mean, not gentle or considerate at all—not at all like you imagine.”

She did her best to belittle Mo Yuan Sir’s image in Amy and Lise’s minds, trying to make them see the “truth.”

However, Amy wasn’t buying any of it.

“I get it! In novels, the male and female leads always go through misunderstandings and conflicts first. I’m familiar with your situation!”

Amy seemed completely immersed in the “romance script” she had built.

She sent a “wink” emoji, a smug expression like she had already seen through everything.

Seeing Amy’s confident reply, Su Nian suddenly felt powerless.

‘What kind of romance novels was this girl reading?’

‘ “Domineering CEO falls for me”? Or intense tragic love?’

The more she explained, the messier it got.

To prevent Amy’s imagination from running wild any further, Su Nian decisively changed the subject.

She did not want to discuss “Mo Yuan Sir” with Amy anymore.

If they kept going, she feared she might smash her phone.

After chatting some more about recent funny things that had happened with Magic Feather Fantasy, and sharing some cute, passionate fan messages, Su Nian finally ended the “online tea party.”

Meanwhile, Chu Tian, holding the highest authority over the Magic Phone, had already received a notification that Su Nian was using it.

This meant his little wildcat was awake.

Su Nian had no idea.

At this very moment of her peaceful respite, the Horned Demon Bastard she had cursed a thousand times over in her heart was walking toward her room, carrying a nourishing tonic and special incense prepared for his “friend.”