The brown-haired girl’s perception was not off—Jiang Cheng’s voice had indeed changed slightly.
It wasn’t a literal improvement in pleasantness, but rather more “moving.”
This was thanks to Jiang Cheng’s hard work over the past month, which had finally raised her Music Theory and Soothing to LV3.
During a mission in the middle of the month, the System upgraded Soothing to a Solidified Talent. Thanks to this, Jiang Cheng was able to upgrade Soothing first, a few days before she raised Music Theory to LV3.
But the overtaking came at a cost. Jiang Cheng had to sing lullabies to several girls every day, even training Su Mengyao to the point where she couldn’t sleep without hearing White Snow sing.
She had completely taken on White Snow’s shape (sad).
After the talent upgrade, the accompanying skills that came with LV3 were “Heartstring Pulling” and “Maternal Overflow.”
“Heartstring Pulling: The emotions in your voice become stronger and more resonant.”
“Maternal Overflow: Your gentleness is like a mother’s embrace; anyone longing for love will find it hard to resist your soothing.”
Both were very powerful skills, and they could even cooperate with each other, producing an effect greater than the sum of their parts.
However, Jiang Cheng always felt that the name “Maternal Overflow” was strange. After all, she was just an eighteen-year-old girl…
In the afternoon, she arrived at the Psychological Counseling Room. Two people were already waiting at the door.
One was a quiet girl with glasses whom she had seen a few times but never spoken to. The other was a girl Jiang Cheng had met on the road before and exchanged greetings with.
“Hi, hello there~”
Jiang Cheng casually greeted them and walked over.
The girl who had been chattering nonstop with the glasses girl suddenly became shy, stopped talking, and started acting very ladylike.
The glasses girl gave Jiang Cheng a complicated look but ultimately said nothing.
Lost in thoughts of leveling up, Jiang Cheng didn’t notice anything amiss.
She walked up to the treatment room and gently pushed open the door.
Inside was a small room, further divided by a smaller door into two parts: a slightly larger waiting area and a slightly smaller treatment area.
The room was very clean, obviously carefully cleaned.
There weren’t many facilities—just a sofa, a desk, and a few chairs.
But Jiang Cheng was different from other psychological counselors.
She just needed to activate her skill.
“Mmm, pretty good.”
The girl nodded with satisfaction, then turned to look at the two.
“Who wants to go first… You’re here for psychological treatment, right?”
“Uh… y-yes!”
The shy girl stammered.
Jiang Cheng was used to this.
After all, since acquiring the “Universal Charm” skill, those who could speak to her calmly were in the minority.
This wasn’t strange.
For most people, calmly facing a stranger who was far superior to themselves was not easy.
It was like chatting with someone who suddenly revealed they were a famous celebrity—you’d definitely be startled.
This had nothing to do with snobbery or materialism; it was just a physical instinctive reaction.
“Then, please come in.”
Jiang Cheng naturally took her hand and pulled her toward the inner small room.
“As for this classmate, please wait in the waiting room.”
Perhaps because the girl’s hand was too hot, she always felt Jiang Cheng’s hand was ice-cold and very small.
She couldn’t help wanting to gently grasp it, to hold that soft little hand in her palm.
Jiang Cheng turned her head and gave her a strange look.
“N-no! I just… just a little nervous!”
Before Jiang Cheng could say anything, the girl had used all her flash ultimate skills, flustered beyond belief.
She was just too adorable.
Jiang Cheng chuckled, and the girl’s face turned even redder.
Fortunately, Jiang Cheng didn’t intend to torment this female classmate.
She sat on the sofa and patted the spot next to her, signaling the girl to sit.
The girl’s gaze wandered, and she sat down next to Jiang Cheng.
Not too close, not too far—a distance that didn’t seem deliberate but allowed for plenty of imagination.
Jiang Cheng found it amusing, so she pulled her over and pressed them tightly together.
“Wah…”
The girl let out a startled cry and didn’t dare move.
Clearly Jiang Cheng was the smaller and slimmer one, yet she held all the initiative in her hands.
“Classmate, what’s your name?”
Jiang Cheng asked softly with a light laugh.
“Uh… My name is Xiao Hong…”
“Mmm… Xiao Hong, are you from Shandong?”
“No… not really…”
Xiao Hong didn’t understand why Jiang Cheng suddenly asked that, but she obediently replied,
“I’m from Haicheng.”
“It’s okay, don’t be nervous…”
Activating “Maternal Overflow,” Jiang Cheng’s voice became increasingly soothing.
In Xiao Hong’s eyes, Jiang Cheng seemed to have suddenly changed.
From a lively and cute little girl, she instantly transformed into a gentle and generous big sister.
Subconsciously, Xiao Hong stopped resisting and was dazedly pulled into Jiang Cheng’s arms, gently leaning against her shoulder.
“Xiao Hong, do you have any troubles?”
That voice seemed to come with a noise-canceling effect, crystal clear, as if it were ringing directly in her mind.
It was gentle yet carried a maternal sanctity, like an inviolable Holy Mother.
“I think… I’m not cute enough to win over the person I like…”
Xiao Hong dropped all her defenses.
She nestled against Jiang Cheng’s chest, murmuring.
Afraid of not being cute enough to catch the person she likes—truly a maiden’s worry.
Relying on Soothing LV3, Jiang Cheng gently patted Xiao Hong’s back to comfort her.
This reminded Xiao Hong of a cool afternoon in her childhood.
Her grandmother was lying in a rocking chair, gently fanning with a palm-leaf fan.
At that time, she was lying by the rocking chair, listening to her grandmother cheerfully telling stories from the past, watching the sun slowly set, watching the sunlight gradually turn into the golden color of harvest, and finally into the dim colors of old photographs.
At that time, her grandmother used to pat her back like this.
Later, her grandmother passed away, and she had never experienced that feeling again…
Until today, Xiao Hong had only now felt that serene warmth from this girl she adored.
“Grandma…”
The girl murmured, tears flowing unconsciously.
“It’s okay, Grandma is here…”
Under Jiang Cheng’s soothing, Xiao Hong soon fell into a deep sleep.
This put the girl in a tough spot.
With no other choice, she briefly transformed into Dongxue and lifted Xiao Hong onto the sofa beside her.
Xiao Hong slept very soundly.
When Dongxue held her, she felt like a big child—though she had an adult’s physique, inside she was still a little kid.
Having settled Xiao Hong, Jiang Cheng pushed open the door.
“Classmate, it’s your turn.”
The girl with glasses was taken aback.
‘Where’s Xiao Hong?’
She entered the door, looked around, and saw the sleeping Xiao Hong on the sofa beside her.
Her mouth fell open.
She couldn’t imagine what had happened in the room.
‘She must have been drugged, definitely drugged, right?’
“Please have a seat.”
The glasses girl sat down nervously, both scared and with a hint of inexplicable excitement, until Jiang Cheng sat next to her, touched her face, and activated Soothing.
“Classmate, what troubles do you have?”
Jiang Cheng said softly.
“Xiao Hong cares too much about Jiang Cheng’s matters, and I’m so angry…”
“Uh…”
Jiang Cheng tentatively asked,
“Which side are you angry for?”
“I’m angry at myself… not cute enough to keep both of them by my side…”
‘?’