'The normal relationship between us should be... that of a husband and wife...'
Ji Anning suddenly felt some regret, regretting her lack of wildness in her youth.
No!
She hurriedly shook her head, not allowing herself to continue that thought, and as she looked at Jin Yuanyuan, she hooked her lips in self-mockery—it wasn't Yuanyuan she pitied, but herself.
...
Ji Anning opened her eyes to see a plump face before her, close at hand, with a pair of sparkling big eyes staring at her face as though studying, exploring.
She frowned in puzzlement, "What are you looking at?"
"I've discovered you're really beautiful. They rated you as the beauty of the art institute, which is simply unfair. You should be the campus belle," said Jin Yuanyuan as she changed into a propped-up position, supporting her chin with her hands.
"With so many beauties at T University, aren't you afraid of making enemies by saying that?"