Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

First roses, then a love letter… Is this person trying to court me?

Shi Guang turned her head and looked left and right. However, there was no one around her. Using the method of elimination, she tried to figure out who the person who had sent this bouquet of roses was. Out of the men she knew, there should be no one else other than Lu Yanchen and Chu Mubei who would do this.

Chu Mubei sending her flowers? That was definitely impossible.

As for Lu Yanchen… Him courting her? What sort of an international joke was that?

‘Who could be the one making this prank then?’

Shi Guang furrowed her brows as her expression turned stoic. A little frustrated, she took off her jacket and dove into the pool, swimming with a perfectly impeccable posture.

The moment she entered the waters, Shi Guang would find herself particularly focused, with nothing in her mind except the water. Because of that, she did not notice that there was a pair of eyes staring at her with an almost fervent intent from right outside of the VIP training hall, peering at her through the glass window.

The nonchalance on the face of Yang Chifeng had disappeared by now, leaving nothing but a hot, thirsty gaze as he stared at Shi Guang in the water.

When the woman fledged her arms, the strokes she made in the water were beautiful, causing water petals to intertwine with that jade white complexion of hers. It was as though one was admiring a moving artistic scene, such that they could only hold their breaths unknowingly…

She looked like a water spirit that was born just to live for the water.

From the depths of his heart, Yang Chifeng felt a strange feeling blossom rapidly, taking root, and extending out before wrapping around him in a berserk manner.

That feeling was clear and intense—he really wanted to get his hands on this woman.

Not just her body.

Her heart too!

A set of footsteps drifted by his ears, calm and unruffled, and a steady figure slowly came into view on the window panes. Yang Chifeng turned his head around to catch sight of a well built and tall man.

When the man saw Yang Chifeng, he slowed down in his footsteps before coming to an eventual stop two metres away from him. With that, he cast his ice-cold glare over at the latter.

Yang Chifeng smiled out calmly, “Long time no see, Yanchen!”

Lu Yanchen was stoic. “Why are you here?”

“I just passed by this place accidentally and decided to come take a look. Who knew that I would bump into someone I was acquainted with!” There was a hint of joy hidden behind the frames of Yang Chifeng’s glasses. He then took another look at Shi Guang, who was in the waters, before continuing, “To think that Shi Guang would be your coach…”

Lu Yanchen, “…”

Without getting a reply, Yang Chifeng merely smiled and added on, “I haven’t told you this, but I’m acquainted with your swimming coach, Shi Guang. She is really someone quite special.”

Putting his hands into the pockets of his trousers, Lu Yanchen looked at him coldly before walking forward, brushing by Yang Chifeng. Just as he was about to open the door into the training hall, Yang Chifeng’s voice drifted out once more. “Yanchen, I know that your character has always been cold. However, she… If she hasn’t been teaching you well enough, I hope that you can show her some face for my sake.”

After he said that, Yang Chifeng tossed out yet another statement. “That’s because… I’m courting her.”

No matter the relationship between Shi Guang and the Lu Family, with just his understanding of Lu Yanchen’s character, he knew that if he mentioned him wanting to court her, the other would definitely not bother with her and have anything to do with her at all.

And of course, if Shi Guang said anything bad about her sister–Yang Sitong–in front of Lu Yanchen, he wouldn’t give it a second thought either.

After that came a prolonged silence.

It was so long that Yang Chifeng assumed that Lu Yanchen would just ignore him, bringing an end to the conversation. However, the latter suddenly let go of his grip on the door of the training hall, turning his cold stare over at Yang Chifeng before asking in a somewhat sharp tone, “You’re courting her?”

Yang Chifeng nodded his head. “Yes.”

Lu Yanchen curled his lips before scoffing ever so coldly, “You’re not worthy!”

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