After the 99th Confession, The Cold School Beauty’s Personality Collapsed - Chapter 88:
Chapter 88: An Excessive Request:
A girl suddenly sat down at their table.
She wore a black dress that highlighted her graceful figure, contrasting sharply with her fair skin. The dress had slits at the sides, reminiscent of a cheongsam, while her legs were wrapped in sheer black stockings. Her slender thighs, encased in the stockings, gave off an air of femininity, complemented by knee-high black heeled boots.
Her attire gave her a commanding and alluring presence, like that of a queen.
Her figure was undeniably captivating, the kind that would make any man first admire her body before wondering about her face. However, half of her face was hidden behind a black mask, leaving only one eye visible.
Hao Meng, startled by her sudden appearance, instinctively shifted aside and asked, “Who are you?”
The woman smiled and greeted her, “Hello, Hao Meng.”
Hao Meng was surprised that the stranger knew her name. Guessing from the greeting, she figured the woman might be a classmate from her university.
The woman then turned her gaze to Qin Luo, her lips curling into a faint smile that added a seductive charm to her demeanor.
Qin Luo, in contrast, wore an expression of mild helplessness, his surprise evident.
“You two… know each other?” Hao Meng asked, her suspicious eyes darting between them.
The woman chuckled, her voice soft and melodious. “I wonder if Qin Luo remembers me. What do you think, Qin Luo?”
Qin Luo sighed, his mouth twitching. “Don’t tell me it’s another coincidence.”
Covering her lips with one hand, the woman let out a silvery laugh. “It’s no coincidence. You’re the one who happened to come here.”
Qin Luo’s expression grew even more exasperated.
The familiarity in her tone, her unmistakable mannerisms, and her unique allure gave her away. It could only be Yao Yanyan.
Qin Luo had recognized her the moment she sat down. Even with half her face covered, her coquettish smile and commanding figure were enough to spark recognition.
He also knew where her outfit came from—a video game character named 2B, often nicknamed Miss 2B. The character’s striking figure made cosplaying her a challenge, but Yao Yanyan pulled it off effortlessly.
Among the girls Qin Luo knew, three stood out for their impressive figures: Jiang Zhitao, Mi Jiaxuan, and Yao Yanyan.
Jiang Zhitao, a 25-year-old who practiced yoga and dance, maintained a stunningly elegant figure. Mi Jiaxuan, though not particularly tall, had a curvaceous build. Yao Yanyan, on the other hand, might not have matched Jiang Zhitao’s physical dominance, but she had mastered the art of dressing to highlight her best features.
Every time Qin Luo saw her, he couldn’t help but be impressed by her striking appearance, which left an indelible impression. Her coquettish charm earned her the nickname little vixen in his mind, and it wasn’t undeserved.
Hao Meng, listening to their cryptic exchange, felt excluded. She glanced at Qin Luo with a trace of resentment.
Qin Luo coughed and introduced her. “Her name is Yao Yanyan. She’s also from our school.”
Hao Meng blinked in surprise. “Yao Yanyan? Oh! So you’re—”
She stopped mid-sentence, quickly covering her mouth as if to stop herself from revealing something inappropriate.
Yao Yanyan’s smile didn’t falter. “So, what am I?” she asked playfully.
“Nothing! Nothing,” Hao Meng stammered, shaking her head repeatedly. She turned her puzzled gaze to Qin Luo, silently questioning how he knew such a woman.
Qin Luo’s expression turned slightly awkward, as if unsure whether to deny or affirm the connection.
Meanwhile, Yao Yanyan’s gaze lingered on the two, her peach blossom eyes sparkling mischievously. Her smile hinted at thoughts that could make hearts race.
Hao Meng, feeling uncomfortable under her scrutiny, stood abruptly. “I’m going to the restroom. You two talk.”
Instead of using the restaurant’s restroom, she hurried outside.
Watching her leave, Yao Yanyan chuckled again. “Hao Meng is such a considerate person, giving us time alone like this.”
“Cut it out,” Qin Luo replied, rolling his eyes. “What do you want this time? Don’t tell me you’ve been following me since your last visit to the capital.”
“Well, that’s exactly it.”
“And you were confident you’d find me here?”
“When the time is right, we always meet. See? Here we are,” Yao Yanyan said with a smile that only deepened Qin Luo’s helplessness.
Her seductive charm was impossible to counter. Her smile seemed to grow brighter, sensing his discomfort.
“But Qin Luo, you really are something,” she teased. “After Ji Yan, there’s Jia Ting. After Jia Ting, there’s Hao Meng. You’re quite popular with the school’s beauties. Only Shi Yulu remains. Do you plan to collect all four?”
Qin Luo smirked. “What if I do? Does that scare you?”
Yao Yanyan laughed, her voice full of mischief. “Not at all. If there are already so many, one more won’t make a difference. Take me along too.”
She said this while slowly removing her mask, revealing her full face. Her peach blossom eyes shimmered like autumn water, brimming with allure.
Even Qin Luo, who prided himself on self-control, averted his gaze, unable to handle her overwhelming charm.
Yao Yanyan laughed softly, resting her finger lightly on her lips. “Qin Luo, you’re so innocent. It’s adorable.”
Though her action was simple, it carried an irresistible allure, drawing attention from the male customers around them. The gazes she attracted made Qin Luo’s scalp tingle with unease.
“Are you here because of Hao Meng?” Qin Luo asked bluntly, eager to change the subject.
“No,” Yao Yanyan replied, her tone serious for once. “I’m here for you.”
Qin Luo didn’t acknowledge her response. “Including today, this is the fourth time we’ve met. The first two times were because of Ji Yan. The third was because of Jia Ting. And now, Hao Meng. Are you following the people around me?”
Yao Yanyan pouted and spoke in an aggrieved tone. “Why don’t you believe me? I really came here for you. I’ve been sincere ever since the first time we met in the classroom. If you don’t believe me, you can touch it.”
Touch what? Her heart?
Qin Luo raised an eyebrow, watching as Yao Yanyan leaned closer to him.
‘You’re really dangerous…’ Qin Luo thought, swallowing nervously. Still, he maintained an indifferent demeanor and replied, “Let me be clear. I don’t like women like you.”
Yao Yanyan’s expression turned pitiful. “Why?”
‘Why? Don’t you understand it yourself? ‘
Qin Luo resisted the urge to say “because you’re too coquettish” and simply curled his lips in silence.
As if reading his mind, Yao Yanyan responded, “But don’t all boys like girls like me?”
Her reasoning wasn’t entirely wrong. Men often found women like her irresistible, but it depended on the context. If someone wanted a fun companion for parties or outings, a woman like Yao Yanyan was ideal. But as a girlfriend? That would be exhausting.
Qin Luo stayed silent, unwilling to continue the conversation.
Yao Yanyan tilted her head and added, “I see, you prefer something purer, right?”
“Wrong again, I like them all—I just have zero tolerance for troublemakers.” Qin Luo thought to himself. His silence seemed to confirm her assumption. Yao Yanyan pursed her lips, pretending to be hurt. “Fine, I understand. I’ll stop bothering you so casually…”
She paused, then added with a sly smile, “By the way, I dressed up especially for you today. Can you at least take a picture of me?”
Qin Luo sighed inwardly. Dressed up just for me? I’m not buying that. Still, he relented, pulling out his phone. “Just one photo?”
“No, use this,” Yao Yanyan said, handing him a professional DSLR camera.
Qin Luo took the camera, quickly familiarizing himself with its functions. His movements were smooth and practiced, like an experienced photographer.
He snapped a photo and showed it to her.
Yao Yanyan’s eyes lit up. “Wow! It’s amazing… You’re really good at photography, aren’t you?”
“Yeah,” Qin Luo replied nonchalantly.
The truth was, he had no real experience with photography. However, during one of his “system” missions, he had unlocked [Advanced Photography Skills], which instantly granted him mastery over the art.
The knowledge in his mind told him that photography was about combining light and angles. A slight change in either could create drastically different results. Thanks to his skills, he could effortlessly capture stunning images.
Of course, a significant factor was Yao Yanyan herself. Her appearance, figure, and cosplay outfit made her extremely photogenic. She exuded the aura of a “queen of the night,” captivating everyone around her. Male patrons at nearby tables couldn’t take their eyes off her.
“Take a few more photos for me,” Yao Yanyan said, handing the camera back to Qin Luo with a pleading look.
Qin Luo frowned, about to refuse, but Yao Yanyan clasped her hands together and begged. “Please? Just a few more!”
Before Qin Luo could reply, a man wearing glasses and holding his own DSLR interjected. “What’s the big deal about taking a few photos? Are you even a man? You’re making such a beautiful woman beg you!”
Turning to Yao Yanyan, he softened his tone. “Miss, let me take your pictures. I’m really skilled—”
“None of your business,” Yao Yanyan cut him off coldly, her icy glare freezing the man mid-sentence.
Qin Luo suppressed a laugh, glanced at the embarrassed man, and picked up the camera again.
Click. Click. Click.
Yao Yanyan struck pose after pose, her movements elegant and confident. Eventually, she pulled Qin Luo outside the restaurant for better lighting.
Seeing this, several photographers nearby, armed with long lenses, eagerly approached to take pictures of her. However, Yao Yanyan refused them all with a cold demeanor, saving her warm smiles exclusively for Qin Luo.
Watching her switch between icy indifference and affectionate charm, Qin Luo couldn’t help but feel a mix of amusement and admiration. Yao Yanyan was undeniably skilled at playing her role. Her beauty, charisma, and acting ability were so exceptional that it seemed a waste she wasn’t an actress.
If Qin Luo hadn’t known her personality and motives beforehand, he might have fallen for her act.
…
After about 20 photos, Qin Luo finally stopped. Each picture was flawless, capturing Yao Yanyan’s most striking angles and highlighting her queenly elegance.
Looking at the images, Qin Luo stroked his chin thoughtfully, “If I were a professional photographer, I could charge a fortune for photos of this quality. Doing this for free? What a loss.”
Noticing his expression, Yao Yanyan smiled and said, “You’ve taken so many beautiful photos for me. I need to thank you somehow. How about this—you can make one excessive request of me.”
Qin Luo’s eyes lit up. “Really?”
Blushing slightly, Yao Yanyan lowered her head and replied, “Yes, as long as it’s not too outrageous.”
Qin Luo suddenly grinned and pointed toward a life-sized Ultraman figure at a nearby booth. “Then buy me that.”
Overhearing their conversation, a few onlookers nearly choked.
What the hell? A stunning girl offers you an excessive request, and you ask her to buy you an Ultraman figure?
Brother, are you out of your mind—or are you a genius?
The Ultraman figure Qin Luo pointed at was a star attraction of the comic exhibition. Built by a professional team over six months, it wasn’t for sale—at least not officially. The price was rumored to be a staggering 188,000 yuan, too steep even for most collectors.
A wealthy buyer had once expressed interest, only to back out after hearing the price.
Yet here was Qin Luo, casually requesting it as his “excessive request.”
Yao Yanyan froze for a moment, her expression stiff as she stared at the Ultraman figure in the distance. Then, a playful smile spread across her face. “Alright, if that’s what you like, I’ll buy it for you.”
Now it was Qin Luo’s turn to be taken aback. “That thing costs nearly 200,000 yuan. Are you serious?”
Yao Yanyan replied without hesitation, “Even if I have to sell everything I own, I’ll get it for you.”
She turned to head toward the booth, but Qin Luo quickly grabbed her arm and said with exasperation, “Alright, alright, I surrender. Forget about it. The photos are done—can you leave now?”
Yao Yanyan stopped and looked down at Qin Luo’s hand holding her arm. Then she glanced up at him with a subtle expression that made Qin Luo feel a little awkward.
Embarrassed, he quickly withdrew his hand.
“Thank you. I had a great time today,” Yao Yanyan said with a smile. “See you next time.”
Without waiting for a response, she turned and walked away, her steps light and carefree, not even sparing Qin Luo another glance.
…
As Qin Luo sighed in relief and prepared to return to the store, he noticed Hao Meng standing not far away, watching him with a subtle expression.
He approached her and asked, “What kind of look is that?”
Hao Meng avoided the question and instead said, “You seemed to be having a great time with Yanyan.”
“…She’s having fun. I’m not.” Qin Luo replied.
“Really? I saw how enthusiastic you were while taking her pictures,” Hao Meng teased, her tone laced with sarcasm.
Qin Luo frowned, sensing something unusual, ‘Wait a second… Why does Hao Meng sound jealous? We’re not even dating.’
He glanced at her suspiciously, and Hao Meng seemed to realize her tone had betrayed her thoughts. She turned her head away, clearly flustered.
She quickly added, “Don’t misunderstand. I just feel bad for my good friend. I didn’t expect you to be such a scumbag!”
“…How am I a scumbag? I have nothing to do with Ji Yan!”
“Pfft! Who said anything about Ji Yan? I’m talking about Jia Ting!” Hao Meng retorted.
“Jia Ting?” Qin Luo raised an eyebrow, confused.
Hao Meng, now looking guilty, explained, “Don’t think I didn’t see it. Earlier, Jia Ting wiped your face with a handkerchief!”
It seemed like she had mustered all her courage to say this, and after finishing, she stared at Qin Luo as if daring him to deny it.
Qin Luo couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly at her reaction. It’s just a handkerchief, not some scandalous scene. Why such a big fuss?
Still, her assumption wasn’t entirely unfounded. In her mind, Qin Luo and Jia Ting were already a couple. And now, after Jia Ting had left, Qin Luo was casually spending time with Yao Yanyan.
He decided to ask, “Do you even know Yao Yanyan?”
“I don’t know her personally, but I know she’s bad news,” Hao Meng replied without hesitation.
“Bad news? How so?”
“She’s known for stealing other people’s boyfriends!” Hao Meng declared firmly.
“Since you know that, why do you think she came here today?”
Hao Meng froze, her eyes widening as realization dawned. “Wait… She didn’t think I was your girlfriend, did she? Is that why she came?”
“Bingo,” Qin Luo replied, nodding. “This isn’t the first time, either. It’s happened four times now.”
“Four times? With who?” Hao Meng asked instinctively.
Qin Luo gave her a pointed look, amused by her misplaced focus. Nevertheless, he answered, “Twice with Ji Yan, once with Jia Ting, and now this time.”
He added, “Remember that open classroom a while back? She tried to sit next to me but failed because I spilled my soda. You were there.”
Hao Meng thought back and recalled the incident. She relaxed slightly, realizing that Qin Luo seemed to actively avoid Yao Yanyan.
But then her vigilance returned. “Then why were you so eager to take pictures for her?”
“Eager?” Qin Luo rolled his eyes. “She’s a troublesome woman. Taking a few pictures was the easiest way to deal with her and get her to leave. Otherwise, she might still be clinging to me.”
Hao Meng nodded thoughtfully. “That makes sense… Wait, no! She was smiling so happily during the photoshoot. You must have said something to make her that excited!”
“How should I know?” Qin Luo shrugged. “Maybe it’s because of my high-level photography skills. The photos turned out great.”
“High-level, huh? How high?” Hao Meng asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Three or four floors high,” Qin Luo replied with mock seriousness.
“…You’re unbelievable,” Hao Meng muttered, but she couldn’t hide her curiosity.
This was the fourth time today that Qin Luo had surprised her. First, his perfect imitation of a voice, then his dart-throwing and gun-shooting skills, and now his photography. Each time, he revealed unexpected talents that left her wanting to know more.
She pulled a camera from her bag and said, “Take a picture of me, then.”
Qin Luo glanced at her. “Isn’t that unnecessary? You’ve already taken so many pictures today.”
Hao Meng had been the center of attention at the comic exhibition earlier, posing for countless photos with her phone, her camera, and even for passersby.
“Come on,” Hao Meng insisted. “You took pictures for Yao Yanyan, but you won’t for me? And you say you’re not interested in her?”
This is ridiculous, Qin Luo thought. He suspected that if he refused, Hao Meng might report him to Jia Ting. Sighing, he took the camera from her.
Hao Meng grinned triumphantly, walked a few steps forward, and struck a pose. She held up a large prop labeled “Book of Friends” and smiled.
Qin Luo adjusted the camera angle, framed the shot, and pressed the shutter.
The resulting image captured Hao Meng’s gentle expression and warm smile perfectly. A young woman, brimming with confidence and charm, was immortalized in the photo.
Hao Meng eagerly grabbed the camera to view the photo Qin Luo had just taken. After one glance, her eyes widened in astonishment. “This is too beautiful… Wait, how did you capture this? I don’t even remember smiling just now!”
Qin Luo adjusted his posture, pretending to push up non-existent glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said in a serious tone, “True beauty is fleeting. Capturing those fleeting moments is the hallmark of a skilled photographer.”
Hao Meng, initially tempted to tease him for his pretentious statement, was too absorbed in the photos to bother.
She had to admit, Qin Luo had amazed her once again. The photo he took was on par with those of professional photographers. Earlier in the day, passerby photographers had taken pictures of her, but none had come close to the quality of this one.
Just one look at the photo gave an impression of perfection—so good that it didn’t even need post-production editing. It was a masterpiece that could be printed and cherished immediately.
Thrilled with the result, Hao Meng glanced at Qin Luo with a gleam of excitement in her eyes. Qin Luo, noticing her sudden shift, instinctively took two cautious steps back.
…
That evening, after leaving the exhibition and grabbing dinner, Hao Meng hadn’t put down her camera once. From the moment they left the restaurant, she seemed entranced by the photos, unable to tear her eyes away.
For Hao Meng, who loved dressing up as anime characters and capturing those moments, Qin Luo’s unexpected photography skills were like a dream come true. She was so delighted that she insisted on treating him to dinner as thanks.
As they exited the restaurant, Qin Luo asked politely, “Where are you headed? I can walk you there.”
Hao Meng shook her head. “Thanks, but my hotel is just nearby—only a few steps away.”
Qin Luo nodded. “Alright, then. I’ll head out. Take care. Bye.”
He turned and started walking toward the parking lot.
After a few steps, Hao Meng’s voice rang out behind him. “Thanks for all the beautiful photos today! I’ll help you win over Jia Ting! You can do it! I like you!”
Qin Luo stumbled slightly, nearly tripping over himself, and quickened his pace toward the parking lot without looking back.
…
In the parking lot, Qin Luo’s shiny new Bentley Continental GT stood out like a firefly among the surrounding economy cars.
Nearby, a young couple around Qin Luo’s age was taking pictures in front of the car, chatting happily.
Not wanting to interrupt, Qin Luo stood quietly at a distance, observing them.
After a while, the couple finished their photo session and walked away, laughing and talking.
“Honey, isn’t that car amazing?”
“Yeah, super cool! If my husband drove a car like that, he’d look even more handsome!”
“Haha, of course! When I have the money, I’ll buy a car like that and take you for a ride!”
“Really? Thank you, hubby! Love you!”
Their cheerful conversation lingered in Qin Luo’s mind as he watched them disappear into the distance. His gaze grew contemplative, reflecting a mix of emotions—perhaps envy, perhaps nostalgia, or something else entirely.
Shaking off his thoughts, Qin Luo climbed into his car, started the engine, and drove to the hotel he had booked earlier.
…
Upon arriving at the hotel entrance, Qin Luo’s luxury car immediately caught the attention of the valet. The young man hurried over, bowing respectfully.
“Good evening, sir. Would you like me to park your car for you?”
“Please do,” Qin Luo said, handing him the keys before heading toward the hotel entrance.
The hostess stationed at the door opened it for him, but when her eyes met Qin Luo’s face, she froze, forgetting to greet him. Instead, she stared at him with a dazed, infatuated expression.
Qin Luo gave her a polite smile and stepped into the hotel lobby.
Just as he was entering, another person approached from the side. Their footsteps fell into sync, and instinctively, both glanced at each other.
Their eyes locked, and for a moment, time seemed to freeze.
Both sets of eyes widened in shock, and disbelief swept across their faces.
In unison, they exclaimed, “Why are you here?!”
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