Liu Feisheng

It was actually a man!

The person who followed Huang Qiaoyu in was actually a male student!

And not just any male student—I recognized him. His name was Liu Feisheng, a sophomore in our department, though not in my class. He was from the neighboring class.

Liu Feisheng used to be one of Qingming College's most famous tall, rich, and handsome guys. His father was a top-tier entrepreneur in Hengjun City, and his family had been close friends with Bai Yishan's for generations. He and Bai Mao (Bai Yishan) had grown up together and were extremely close—far closer than my casual roommate relationship with Bai Yishan.

Though we weren't in the same class, Liu Feisheng often came to our dorm to hang out with Bai Yishan. Over time, I naturally got familiar with him too.

But everything changed completely half a year ago. Liu Feisheng's father's business failed, and he chose to jump from a tall building. The once-great family collapsed overnight.

Liu Feisheng, who had grown up in luxury, was completely unprepared for such a drastic change. He became depressed and decadent. His originally tall, straight frame—nearly 1.8 meters—now hunched over like a turtle. Some of his former rivals even started calling him "Turtle Guy" behind his back.

Bai Yishan also gradually stopped associating with him. Though I didn't think Bai Mao was the type to abandon friends over money, he inexplicably humiliated Liu Feisheng once, after which the two became like strangers. Naturally, my own interactions with Liu Feisheng also ceased.

Now, seeing him again after so long—and in the girls' dormitory, no less—was utterly unbelievable.

Liu Feisheng followed Huang Qiaoyu inside. As soon as he entered, Huang Qiaoyu gently closed the door behind them, then wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head on his shoulder and pressing her curvaceous body against his back.

My eyes widened in disbelief. If this had been the old Liu Feisheng—the tall, rich, handsome one—I might have believed Huang Qiaoyu had fallen for him. But the current Liu Feisheng? He wasn't even comparable to me. A guy insulted as "Turtle Guy" wouldn't be looked at twice by any girl in the school.

If his family's bankruptcy and the massive debts he'd inherited scared most girls away, it was the complete loss of dignity in his demeanor that made people instinctively despise him upon contact.

Meanwhile, Huang Qiaoyu had always been one of Qingming College's most sought-after long-legged beauties in the student council, which was packed with geniuses, prodigies, and scions of powerful families.

From what I knew, many outstanding guys in the student council had pursued Huang Qiaoyu, but she had remained single, her standards sky-high—she wouldn't even glance at the student council president. The idea that she'd suddenly fallen for Liu Feisheng, the "Turtle Guy," was absolutely impossible.

Yet this impossible scenario was unfolding right before my eyes—even more shocking than when I'd seen Ning Yingxue beneath that Wang guy.

However, despite Huang Qiaoyu—a campus belle—throwing herself at him, Liu Feisheng didn't react as I'd expected. Instead of excitement, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he were enduring something unbearable.

Liu Feisheng took a few steps forward, breaking free from Huang Qiaoyu's embrace, and sat down on the bed.

But Huang Qiaoyu didn't give up. She quickly followed, sitting beside him and pressing her soft body against his.

Liu Feisheng's frown deepened. Seemingly forced, he reluctantly wrapped an arm around Huang Qiaoyu's slender waist and said, "Huang Qiaoyu, I have some important matters to handle recently, and I'll need a lot of money. Your family gives you a generous allowance, right? Can you lend it all to me for now?"

Huang Qiaoyu gave him a resentful look, then melted into his arms like water, resting her head on his shoulder. "Mm, my money is yours from now on."

Watching from under the bed, I stared at Huang Qiaoyu's shy, breathtakingly beautiful face, feeling so jealous I could go mad.

Huang Qiaoyu and I were barely acquainted through the student council. Our work occasionally overlapped, and whenever guys discussed the most beautiful girls on campus, Huang Qiaoyu's legs were always mentioned.

Yet now, this top-tier long-legged beauty was clinging to Liu Feisheng, this "Turtle Guy," letting him take liberties with her perfect body. It felt like my heart was bleeding.

And judging by Huang Qiaoyu's attitude—completely willing—it was highly likely that she'd soon be stripped naked and pinned beneath Liu Feisheng, letting him indulge in her fair, smooth body.

Especially after hearing her seductive tone just now—it made my bones go weak under the bed. I couldn't even imagine how intoxicating her moans would be if things escalated.

And all of this was happening just a few meters away from me. Was I really supposed to lie here like a log, powerless, watching this cold beauty Huang Qiaoyu act like a wanton seductress begging for Liu Feisheng's attention?

Liu Feisheng seemed pleased with her answer. His fingers danced lightly along Huang Qiaoyu's slender waist, tracing and pressing.

Huang Qiaoyu closed her eyes, enjoying his touch, and murmured dreamily, "Mm... I want..."

Liu Feisheng let out an ambiguous chuckle. "Huang Qiaoyu, you're known as our school's ice queen. How come you're acting like a slut now, so eager to lose your virginity?"

Hearing this, the fists I'd clenched finally loosened slightly. I breathed a quiet sigh of relief—it seemed Huang Qiaoyu was still a virgin. The long-legged beauty countless guys in the student council dreamed of hadn't yet been taken by this despicable guy.

Could it be that what Zhang Muqian said was true? Did that so-called ancient artifact really exist, and had Liu Feisheng gotten his hands on it first? Using its power, he'd made Huang Qiaoyu—this pure, cold beauty—fall in love with him and actively seek his affection like a wanton woman?

Thinking of this, I was filled with regret. If only I hadn't dismissed Zhang Muqian's words as a joke and acted sooner, maybe I would've been the one to obtain the ancient artifact. Then Huang Qiaoyu would've fallen for me, and it would've been my name on her lips as she begged for affection.

But... there were no "what ifs" in this world. Never.

I clenched my fists again. Just one step too late, and Huang Qiaoyu was already in love with Liu Feisheng. Gone was her former reserve and icy demeanor—she was now just a lovestruck girl, her eyes filled with adoration for him.

Though she was still a virgin, the situation wasn't optimistic. It might just be a matter of time before they were alone together, and if Liu Feisheng was a normal man, what would happen next was all too predictable.

Under Liu Feisheng's teasing, Huang Qiaoyu's cheeks flushed red. Her beautiful eyes closed as she whispered shyly, "Mm... you're so bad..."

Seeing her like this, I couldn't help but recall her usual cold, aloof demeanor in the student council. Huang Qiaoyu was truly a natural seductress—what a waste that she was being taken advantage of by Liu Feisheng, this "Turtle Guy."

Whether as her former icy, untouchable self or her current wanton, alluring version, Huang Qiaoyu was enough to drive any man wild.

Just as I thought Liu Feisheng would take the next step, Huang Qiaoyu cooed, "Isn't Yaoyao here too? Let's wait for her."

Only then did I remember—there was still Liu Xiaoyao in the shower. What was her relationship with Liu Feisheng? Had she also fallen for him due to some underhanded method?

At that moment, Liu Xiaoyao stepped out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but a white silk bathrobe. The smooth fabric complemented her flawless skin, the hem stopping mid-thigh to reveal her long, pale legs. A tied waistband accentuated her slender figure even further.

Liu Xiaoyao already had a devilish figure, and in such a revealing bathrobe, she was even more alluring—especially the deep cleavage on display, making me wish I could bury my face in it.

Any normal guy would've turned into a lustful beast at this sight, but Liu Feisheng's gaze remained calm, showing no urgency.

Liu Xiaoyao walked over and sat beside Liu Feisheng, just like Huang Qiaoyu. However, she didn't lean against him—though they were close, almost touching, she maintained a slight distance.

Did this mean Liu Xiaoyao hadn't fallen for Liu Feisheng? I held onto a sliver of hope—until I saw the look in her eyes. It was identical to Huang Qiaoyu's, filled with unmistakable love. Clearly, she'd also been enchanted, her heart stolen by Liu Feisheng.

Liu Xiaoyao sighed softly, like a wronged young wife. "Sigh... I guess I really have no charm at all."

This was practically an open invitation. Any guy with an IQ above room temperature would understand her meaning. At this distance, Liu Feisheng could've easily pulled her into his arms, embracing both beauties at once.

But he didn't. Faced with such deliberate temptation from a campus belle, his eyes didn't waver in the slightest.

"It's because you're not taking the initiative, Yaoyao," Huang Qiaoyu said smugly, shifting slightly to a more comfortable position beside Liu Feisheng.

Something was definitely off. With a long-legged beauty on one side and a bombshell on the other—both top-tier campus belles practically offering themselves—Liu Feisheng remained unmoved. If not for his earlier teasing of Huang Qiaoyu, I'd have wondered if he was even a normal man.

Maybe the drastic changes in his life had temporarily killed his interest in romance.

Then again, there was another possibility. If this so-called ancient artifact did exist and could make girls fall in love with its user, perhaps it wasn't all-powerful. While it could make girls love him, it didn't change their core personalities.

Though both Liu Xiaoyao and Huang Qiaoyu had fallen for Liu Feisheng due to the artifact, their original personalities differed, leading to different behaviors around him.

Liu Xiaoyao had a killer figure—especially her chest, which could easily be called Qingming College's largest—making her irresistible to hormone-driven college guys. Combined with her outgoing, social-butterfly personality, she always had a crowd of guys around her. Some jealous girls even spread rumors that she slept around.

But in reality, everyone knew that despite flirting with many guys, Liu Xiaoyao was cunning—she'd stayed single and never let any guy get the upper hand.

Huang Qiaoyu's overall charm was no less than Liu Xiaoyao's, especially her legs—a genuine guy-magnet. But she was too cold and aloof, often refusing to speak even when addressed directly, replying with just a few icy words at most. After repeated rejections, most guys gave up, leaving only a few persistent ones still chasing her—only to be met with the same cold shoulder.

Judging by the current scene, their private personas were completely different from their public images.

The seemingly more easygoing Liu Xiaoyao maintained restraint and distance with the guy she loved, while the usually cold Huang Qiaoyu—despite having fallen for Liu Feisheng at most a day ago—acted like an infatuated, irrational girl, desperate for intimacy.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Liu Feisheng hadn't made any moves on them yet—to avoid unnecessary complications before building a deeper emotional foundation.