Chapter 311: The Power of a Gentle Girl

Inside the amusement park, three beautiful girls were strolling about.

Because Cheng Shimumeng’s legs had gone soft, An Yu had been supporting her the entire way, and Cheng Shimumeng took the chance to hug An Yu tightly.

The sight made Huai Xiang, watching from the side, want to explode with rage.

She knew perfectly well that Cheng Shimumeng was faking it!

Come to think of it… this was actually the first time Cheng Shimumeng had ever hugged An Yu.

Normally she could only watch her cling to Ning Wanciu while she herself remained nothing more than an ordinary bystander.

Cheng Shimumeng’s emerald-green eyes stayed locked on the girl beside her.

Sure enough, the feeling of taking matters into her own hands was completely different…

Every bit of that serious expression was captured in her gaze.

So cute…

Her body was soft, and she carried a really nice scent.

It was only natural that so many girls would fall for An Yu. At least, that was what Cheng Shimumeng thought.

After all, who wouldn’t like such a gentle, adorable little loli?

“Feeling better, Cheng Shimumeng?”

An Yu tilted her head up slightly, amber eyes filled with concern.

Looking at that earnest face, Cheng Shimumeng’s lips curved upward. Unexpectedly, even she was feeling a little…

No wonder Ning Wanciu and the others loved hugging An Yu so much… so this was what it felt like…

Even if today had only been an accident, it was a wonderful accident.

It still wasn’t the right time for her to join the competition herself, but having something like this once in a while wasn’t bad at all.

“I’m fine now. You can let go~”

Cheng Shimumeng’s voice was softer than usual.

“Hmm? Really?”

An Yu tilted her head expressionlessly, looking a little puzzled.

Even though Cheng Shimumeng said she was fine, An Yu still didn’t let go.

She had clearly seen the way Cheng Shimumeng nearly fell earlier. If she released her now and the girl ended up hurt, even An Yu would blame herself.

“Really, I’m completely fine~”

Cheng Shimumeng deliberately slid her hand downward and gave An Yu’s waist a light poke.

The intimate little gesture seemed to be her way of proving she was alright.

An Yu didn’t quite understand, but she still let Cheng Shimumeng do as she pleased for a short while before finally releasing her supporting hand.

Once free, Cheng Shimumeng stood steadily on the ground without falling.

Only then did An Yu let out a quiet breath of relief. She hadn’t expected Shimumeng to have something like a fear of heights.

An Yu stared at her expressionlessly. After confirming she truly was fine—how worrying…—she gave a slow nod.

Although no change showed on her face, Cheng Shimumeng could clearly feel the deep concern directed at her.

She smiled and shook her head, choosing not to say anything in the end.

Really… being suddenly cared for with full seriousness by this little one who always seemed so heartless… it felt a bit strange, yet also very comfortable.

So this was how those little fools ended up falling, huh.

Cheng Shimumeng rested a hand over her chest. Her heartbeat seemed a touch faster than usual.

Nothing serious, though.

“Hmph~”

Huai Xiang let out a soft hum of displeasure as she brushed past Cheng Shimumeng and quickly moved to An Yu’s side.

That bastard. Pretending to be a victim and making her worry was one thing, but then hogging An Yu the whole time.

Stupid bad woman!

“Xiangxiang?”

An Yu turned to look at the suddenly approaching Huai Xiang, somehow always sensing that the other girl was pouting with anger.

Well… it wasn’t as if she didn’t know why.

Thinking that, An Yu reached out a finger and gently poked Huai Xiang’s puffed-up cheek. The girl was still puffing her cheeks out, looking rather cute.

“Wu?!”

Huai Xiang’s entire body seemed to deflate. A faint flush rose on her face as she stared at An Yu in surprise, clearly not having expected that.

Why poke her face all of a sudden… she hadn’t been prepared at all.

“Um… sorry?”

An Yu tilted her head. Huai Xiang still looked a little unwilling, though she wasn’t sure why.

“Ah ah… don’t, don’t apologize, little An Yu!” Huai Xiang shook her head. “I’ll never need an apology from An Yu in this lifetime!

Because I’ll never get angry at An Yu, never ever!”

Huai Xiang’s eyes sparkled as she stared fixedly at An Yu without blinking.

“Mm.” An Yu nodded and reached out to take Huai Xiang’s hand, knowing this cute little redhead liked it when she did that.

Sure enough, the moment An Yu held her hand, Huai Xiang’s face broke into a somewhat silly smile.

Off to the side, Cheng Shimumeng watched the scene with a gentle smile.

She had always been rather curious about how An Yu managed to win over so many girls.

Looking at this, if she still couldn’t figure it out, then she might as well stop calling herself the young miss of the Cheng family.

Especially after experiencing it for herself, she understood An Yu’s situation even more clearly now.

Really…

Cheng Shimumeng gave a soft laugh and shook her head, finally grasping just how lethal An Yu could be.

“Mm… feeling better now, Shimumeng?”

Cheng Shimumeng turned her head on instinct. The Ning sisters, who had vanished earlier, had finally returned.

They were carrying five cups of milk tea. One was taken out and held toward Cheng Shimumeng.

“Here.”

“Mm.”

Cheng Shimumeng accepted the cup from Ning Wanciu with a small smile and a nod.

“So, how are you?”

“Completely fine. Fear of heights or whatever… no longer a problem~”

Cheng Shimumeng spoke with complete confidence.

Deep down she still wasn’t entirely sure, but she believed interest could overcome fear.

As long as she watched An Yu interact with everyone, she would find it interesting and fun.

Maybe that feeling would be enough to defeat the fear?

“Is that so? That’s good.” Ning Wanciu shook her head slightly, looking rather helpless.

She could tell Cheng Shimumeng was putting on a brave front.

If someone suggested riding the roller coaster later, this girl definitely wouldn’t refuse.

She would have to keep an eye on her.

But for now…

“Dongli, here. Go ahead.”

After taking her own cup, Ning Wanciu handed the remaining ones all to Ning Dongli so she could distribute them.

“Mm-mm.”

Ning Dongli smiled and nodded. She still looked a little shy and withdrawn, but it was much better than before.

She pressed her lips together, carried the milk teas, and trotted over somewhat nervously to where An Yu and Xiangxiang stood.

“Here… An Yu, and… Xiangxiang.”

As the words left her mouth, Ning Dongli nervously glanced at Huai Xiang.

She had deliberately used that form of address, hoping to close the distance a little…

Because she felt she needed to.

Not simply because Huai Xiang and Cheng Shimumeng were her sister’s and An Yu’s friends…

But also because of… Cheng Shimumeng’s plan.

“Oh oh, thank you, Ning Meimei~”

Huai Xiang beamed, looking completely unbothered by the way Ning Dongli addressed her—and even a little pleased.

A socially anxious girl like Ning Meimei had successfully been recruited under her banner! As expected of her, Huai Xiang was a genius at making friends~