Since Hu Xuan had left, the weather had become warmer by the day.
The workload was very heavy for the juniors and Xia Rou slowly began to find it strenuous.
Everyone in the Cao Family knew she wasn’t smart, so they didn’t have any expectations for her grades. But looking at all the effort she put into studying, they were still quite happy for her.
On the weekends, Cao Yang would bring her along to attend dance parties for stress relief.
At one of those parties, she met Wang Man for the second time. Although Cao Yang and Wang Man seemed very polite with each other, they didn’t seem to be that much closer or familiar with one another like they had been in her past. They still looked like strangers and didn’t have much contact in private.
Actually, she wasn’t sure how Cao Yang and Wang Man had gotten along before they had gotten married before. The first time she met Wang Man last time was when Cao Yang had officially brought her back to introduce her to Cao Xiong.
At that time, Wang Man was already Cao Yang’s girlfriend.
After that, they were engaged. Seven months later, they held the wedding ceremony, and Wang Man became Cao Yang’s wife, and her sister-in-law.
Cao Yang noticed that Xia Rou had drifted off into thought again, her absent gaze following Wang Man’s figure. This habit of hers didn’t seem to have been fixed just yet.
But she had always seemed to have a particular interest in Wang Man. She had even inquired about her to Cao An.
“Why are you so interested in her?” he asked.
Xia Rou’s heart thumped. She thought for a little and said, “She’s my idol.”
“Idol?” Cao Yang found it amusing. Translated by The Novelst
“I’ve been worried about whether I’ll be able to get into a university,” Xia Rou sighed. “But Wang Man has a degree from an Ivy League.”
Originally, she was going to blunder through her response, but as she continued speaking, she really thought of herself in the situation.
Except for Wang Man’s attitude toward her, every aspect of her could really be seen as an idol.
Cao Yang had realized that Xia Rou felt inferior to smart people. She especially longed for those with brains.
She had actually been very hardworking in regards to her studies. According to Cao An, she seemed to be afraid they might dislike her because of her grades.
Cao Yang felt that it was all just Xia Rou’s overactive adolescent imagination at work.
They had seen quite a few girls that weren’t the brightest.
Some of them were finicky, others unreasonable, and yet more arrogant. A few were just stupid, insensible and unable to read the atmosphere. All these annoying traits were mostly due to a lack of intelligence.
Xia Rou might not be the smartest, but she didn’t seem to have any of these shortcomings.
She did have a very precious virtue for someone who wasn’t that smart, and that was self-awareness.
She knew her shortcomings, and knew to ask for help, seek their advice, and be obedient to their arrangements.
This kind of person: even if she couldn’t get the job done well, at least she wouldn’t create any additional trouble.
The most hated type of person by smart people weren’t stupid people, but those who were stupid without any self-awareness, wanting to show off how clever and knowledgeable they were.
Luckily, Xia Rou wasn’t this type of person.
And due to this both father and son had taken a liking to Xia Rou.
In their family, the toughest nut to crack was probably second brother. But even he spoke of her, saying, “She’s a good child.”
Actually, she didn’t have to work so hard.
The Cao Family was behind her. Her future was already guaranteed.
But looking at how hardworking and serious she was, who wouldn’t like a girl like that? Who would want to stand in the way of a child who enjoyed making progress on their own? Thus, they naturally encouraged her more.
Looking at the way she furrowed her brows and pursed her lips and the sad look on her face when her intelligence was overwhelmed, Cao Yang sighed lightly in his heart.
This was a silly girl; a good girl.
He stubbed out his cigarette, softly tapping her forehead to say, “Let’s go for a dance.”
Xia Rou had practiced hard to perfect this dance in the past, because Cao Yang would bring her to this sort of occasion.
Just as she started dancing, Cao Yang praised her, “Your dancing isn’t bad.”
At such a close distance, Cao Yang could clearly see her skin was like a freshly peeled egg, white and delicate.
Dark pupils, and clear eyes.
And Cao Yang’s favorite: her pinkish, petal-like lips.
He raised his head and let out a slight breath.
He couldn’t help but grip tightly at Xia Rou’s waist.
Just as he thought, her waist wasn’t even enough to fill his grip.
The occasion was wrong – the person was also wrong. If it had been another woman who had such a slim waist, Cao Yang would definitely have taken a measure of it.
But this was Xia Rou…
Too bad. Translated by The Novelst
Xia Rou only knew Cao Yang was a long-hair-con. But what she didn’t know was that everyone in the circle knew that the Cao crown prince… loved a slim waist.
She didn’t have any idea about the slight changes to Cao Yang’s hormones.
She was still too naïve.
Her recognition of men all came from Liang Ziheng.
Her fiancé could be said to be handsome with a could figure.
At that age, he naturally had physiological needs.
Xia Rou’s concern for a long while was how exactly to reject Liang Ziheng’s demands.
It was her choice to get married. That year they got engaged, she was 23. He had promised to marry her when she was 25.
In those two years, Liang Ziheng had demanded to be with her quite a few times, but Xia Rou had rejected him. She insisted on staying pure until marriage.
She had been disgusted by an experience with the opposite gender during her high school years. However, to confront that fiancé she had obtained with all her strength and had even defied her big brother for, she had no choice but to forbear and compromise.
That problem of hers had decreased a little with the help of Liang Ziheng; he made it so she could at least stand being kissed and touched.
But it was still in no way a happy experience for Xia Rou.
Since she lived alone, she didn’t allow Liang Ziheng to visit her. She would also avoid going to his apartment to look for him, even though he had already given her a key.
She would try her best to avoid being alone with him as much as possible, in order to escape from doing intimate things that a couple would do.
The strange thing was that though all the members of the Cao Family were men, she had never really recognized that they were “men.” To her, after Cheng Wan had passed, the people of the Cao Family had filled up the familial void, so Xia Rou had never been conscious of any gender difference between them.
In the Cao Family, Cao Yang and Cao An were the closest to her. They would sometimes place their hands on her shoulder, or even on her waist. But these actions never made her conscious of gender. That was why they were never even near her radar.
That same mindset accompanied her to this new life. But she didn’t notice that something had changed now, as opposed to her past life.
Proofread by: Hannah