“Actually, there were things I wanted to tell you before,”
Su Qingyu lay on the snow mountain, her voice soft and gentle.
“It’s just that Bai Xia came too quickly.”
The latter half of her sentence carried a trace of grievance and playful annoyance.
Bai Xiaoya lowered her head to look at her and saw a pair of clear, watery eyes filled with seriousness and sweet affection.
“Aya, maybe you don’t even realize it, but there might be a lot of people out there who want you.”
Eh, is there really such a thing?
Because… my chest is big?
“But don’t worry,”
Su Qingyu wrapped her small arms around Bai Xiaoya.
“I’ll hide you well, and if someone snatches you away, I’ll quickly snatch you back!”
Somehow, it felt like the latter half was aimed at a certain girl sleeping next door.
Bai Xiaoya opened her mouth slightly and let out a soft “Mmm”.
Although she didn’t completely understand, the emotion was conveyed, and she felt a bit touched.
If the place she was holding wasn’t the big white bunny, but somewhere more normal like the neck or waist, Xiaoya would have been even more moved.
Zzzz
It was not a very leisurely morning.
Su Qingyu rubbed her little head as she climbed up, her mind feeling fragmented.
She had been quite energetic last night, but after lying on the big-chested girl for a while, she fell asleep from the comfort.
Bai Xiaoya was still sound asleep, and in the next room, there was a faint noise, as if a certain girl was also getting up.
Time to withdraw!
Su Qingyu stuck out her tongue, tiptoed out of the covers, grabbed her small slippers, and returned to another small room.
It wasn’t because she was afraid, it was just that business was important, so she strategically avoided the situation.
As expected, Bai Xia didn’t notice anything unusual.
She just found it a bit strange when she came to wake up Bai Xiaoya—why were there wet spots on the big white bunny? Was it sweat?
With the air conditioning on, it shouldn’t have been hot, but with the big white bunny under the blanket, sweating made sense.
After a while, Su Qingyu came out wearing a small tank top and shorts, casually picked up an outer garment and threw it on, and called out, “What are you dawdling for? It’s time to go.”
Don’t dawdle.
I already dawdled yesterday, even if it was just for a second…
“Mmm, coming.”
Bai Xiaoya drowsily put on her clothes.
Bai Xia hesitated for three seconds before giving in, sitting down to help her straighten out.
It was still early, not yet time to reset fatigue, and the big-chested girl was dazed from sleep, not fully awake.
Or rather, not awake at all.
Su Qingyu packed her small backpack, turned to look, and asked with some concern,
“Is she in any condition to go?”
Bai Xia thought for a moment.
“Let’s get her on the car first and see how she is after a bit.”
Each of them supported Bai Xiaoya by an arm—Bai Xia on the left, Su Qingyu on the right—the same position as yesterday.
They walked out the door, left the homestay area, bought some breakfast on the way, and then sat down together in the subway.
It was past the rush hour, so there weren’t many people on the train, and in the car where the girls sat, there wasn’t even anyone else.
Bai Xiaoya was half asleep.
With no common topic, the two just sat in their seats, occasionally taking a bite of breakfast.
Buns, mantou, flower rolls, shumai, osmanthus cake, steamed dumplings…
Until a soft but earth-shattering voice sounded,
“What are you eating? Save me some.”
Bai Xiaoya suddenly sat up, her wine-red eyes as clear as if they’d just been wiped with Zhenshiming eye drops.
Bai Xia silently handed over her breakfast.
Su Qingyu also gave her a pastry.
“Aya, why are you suddenly awake?”
A bit startled, she thought the secret of last night’s stolen food was about to be exposed.
But it was fine—Bai Xiaoya was fully awake now.
“I’m like this. My brain only starts working after enough sleep.”
She said casually.
In reality, the reset time had just arrived, so she looked as if she’d reset along with it.
After finishing breakfast, Bai Xiaoya handed the empty bag back to Bai Xia.
Bai Xia silently separated part of it, circled around, and tossed it to Su Qingyu.
“What are you doing?”
“Clean up your own trash.”
“……”
Bai Xiaoya turned her head, pretending not to hear their conversation, tilting her head to look out the window.
There wasn’t much scenery in the subway station, but as they approached the commercial district where Xinglong International was located, the platform passed by bit by bit, and the crowd gradually grew.
“City West Road Station has arrived~”
The announcer’s voice sounded in the station, and people started getting off the train.
The three girls weren’t in a hurry and slowly exited last.
But Bai Xiaoya realized she was sandwiched in the middle again.
“Are you two planning to stay like this when we arrive?”
Bai Xiaoya held her forehead.
“I think it’s better if we spread out a bit when we get there, so we’re less conspicuous. Not too far, just enough to see and cover each other.”
Bai Xia immediately frowned.
“No way. What if there’s danger…”
“I’m talking about when we’re listening to the General Assembly in a public place, not after entering the building,”
Bai Xiaoya said helplessly.
“……Fine, but don’t go too far.”
Walking out of the subway station, the small square beneath Xinglong International Building was right in front of them.
Normally, there wouldn’t be many people at this time, but because of the General Assembly, the square had become lively.
Just from this side alone, more than a dozen people with cameras could be seen—who knew how many were from traditional newspapers and how many were from new media.
And as for self-media with smartphones, there was no need to mention them—there were selfie sticks everywhere, like kites at the riverside.
Seeing this, Su Qingyu was the first to realize,
“Aya’s really careful. If the three of us walked together, we’d definitely be chased and filmed the whole way.”
People with cameras were one thing, but personal self-media would never move their lenses away.
After all, filming middle-aged men giving speeches didn’t get nearly as many views as filming beautiful big-chested girls.
Bai Xia also understood, but still felt indignant.
She thought Bai Xiaoya should let herself hold her hand.
Doesn’t your family have any mysterious items that can make all the cameras around you stop working?
If she really asked, Su Qingyu would tell her that yes, there are—but they belong to someone else.
“Let’s go, but don’t get too far apart.”
***
On the seventh floor of Xinglong International Building, Long Shenyuan sat in the room next to where Zhang Cheng jumped, sipping tea.
He looked just like his portrait—around forty, in good spirits, dressed elegantly, a standard wealthy businessman.
“Big brother, the whole place downstairs is packed. Lots of newspapers showed up, even media with over a million fans. There’s no way they’d dare to make a move.”
The other founder of Xinglong International, the bald Xing Luo, came in energetically, but stopped when he saw another person in the room.
He greeted respectfully,
“Mr. Tong.”
He didn’t know the man’s full name, only his surname—Tong.
He was from the Association, and it was his suggestion to hold this General Assembly.
He looked under thirty, wore a gray shirt without a tie, like a white-collar worker who’d taken off his suit during break.
“Relax, Boss Xing. Drawing attention is only the first step,”
Mr. Tong smiled.
“Sit down and have some tea. You still have to give a speech later.”
Hearing this, Xing Luo sat down beside Long Shenyuan to drink tea with his big brother.
To be honest, this cup of Qingxin Tea was quite refreshing—it even calmed his mood.
No wonder big brother was so composed.
After half a cup, Long Shenyuan stood up.
“That’s enough. Let’s head downstairs.”