Chapter 238

Jin An, wearing a modified qipao adorned with large Chinese-style flowers, always stood out wherever she went.

She had a great figure and fair skin.

But what really captivated others was her unique blend of playfulness and delicacy. It's hard to describe, but it had a special appeal that men couldn't resist.

Xiao Yu was attending a business cocktail party.

It was held at the sixth-floor Ocean View Hall of the Wyndham Hotel.

He brought Jin An along as his companion for the evening.

His choice of companions was always changing; he rarely had someone who stayed by his side for long. People around him were used to that.

Jin An also knew, as perhaps every girl does, that feeling of being special, the last one, the one who stands out.

Jin An was skilled in both conversation and dancing, and she could strike up a conversation with anyone while walking beside Xiao Yu.

But today, she noticed that Xiao Yu seemed distracted.

She was aware of Xiao Yu's reputation for being open-minded and "loyal." He generally didn't date two girlfriends simultaneously. He would break up first before starting a new relationship. It could happen in the morning, and by the afternoon, he would be with someone else...

She asked Xiao Yu out, and he agreed, indicating that he was currently unattached.

And she was only in the ambiguous phase with Xiao Yu. She knew girls shouldn't be too proactive with guys, but it seemed like Xiao Yu hadn't contacted her in a long time.

That's when she started to panic and went against the rules of being a "bad girl" by taking the initiative.

The result...

Jin An couldn't help but think of the little girl who had called Xiao Yu "Uncle" earlier. Something didn't feel quite right.

A woman's intuition.

When they were alone, Jin An jokingly teased, "Are you still thinking about your little niece?"

Xiao Yu, with his attractive single eyelid slightly raised, looked at Jin An.

Jin An held a glass in her hand, the dazzling lights above, and the shimmering reflections from the glass illuminated her face, giving her a mischievous aura. He had always liked that kind of vibe.

Men don't love women who aren't a little bit naughty.

She leaned against the window, her entire body exuding elegance and grace.

Her snow-white legs were together, yet a large portion of them were exposed, teasingly visible through the high slit in her skirt.

Her upper body, however, was conservative, with a high collar and beautiful buttons, accentuating her prominent chest. It made people unable to resist the urge to undo each and every button.

Yes, these were things that Xiao Yu would do.

Things he had done before.

He liked women like her, passionate and straightforward.

But now, the image of the girl who called him "Uncle" kept appearing in his mind.

She wore a black dress, a knitted sweater, and white shoes, revealing only her neck and lower legs.

She had a natural, makeup-free face, with slightly thick and slightly messy eyebrows. What did she look like the first time they met?

Lying on the grass, laughing joyfully, hugging a horse affectionately.

Sitting on a bus, the wind blowing through her hair, a big, carefree smile on her face.

Riding a horse, galloping freely, exuding a unique and wild beauty.

On stage, she sang a song that could captivate anyone.

Standing there, writing a calligraphy piece, exuding tranquility and elegance.

Standing on a podium, delivering a fluent speech in English, engaging in a lively conversation with the audience.

She didn't possess a seductive allure, revealing legs or cleavage, yet she was full of charm.

At this moment, Xiao Yu's gaze penetrated through the seductive Jin An, who seemed boneless, and saw a different person.

Jin An initially felt a warmth in her body under the intense gaze of Xiao Yu.

Moreover, they were in a hotel.

But becoming Xiao Yu's girlfriend so quickly would only result in a casual fling if they were to directly get a room.

Yet her body instinctively struck a seductive pose.

However, she stiffened, and Xiao Yu didn't even offer her any support. When she looked up at him, she realized that he wasn't really seeing her.

He was looking at someone else.

But behind her was a window, and beyond the window was the sea.

Initially, she had only teased Xiao Yu about his niece. It was widely known that Xiao Yu had a preference for mature women with big breasts and long legs.

The young girl from earlier was too young, with a flat chest. It was obvious she hadn't developed yet, although she had a pretty face. Xiao Yu definitely wouldn't be interested, so Jin An dared to make that joke.

She thought Xiao Yu might be absent-minded due to something else or that during that time, some little vixen took advantage of the opportunity to enter his life.

However, she didn't expect that Xiao Yu would actually have the look of someone in love, full of insecurity...

Jealousy consumed Jin An's heart, but she still held her wine glass and straightened her posture.

She tentatively asked, "There seems to be an event downstairs at the Flower Morning Hall. If you're worried, do you want to go see your little niece?"

She couldn't figure out the exact relationship between that little girl and Xiao Yu.

"It's an event organized by the Calligraphy Association. She's very good at calligraphy," Xiao Yu said.

Jin An saw the expression of admiration and pride on his face...

She couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark. How well could a young girl write? Nowadays, everyone uses computers and mobile phones. Probably only their own elders, their own parents, think that their child's handwriting is a masterpiece.

"Shall we go and take a look then?" Jin An felt slightly relieved in her heart and asked again.

"Sure, it's so boring here anyway."

Xiao Yu unexpectedly agreed... He agreed.

The smile on Jin An's face became a little forced.

She was both delicate and temperamental, but she also knew when to be considerate. Being temperamental was appropriate for some fun, but being temperamental all the time was just stupid.

She still followed Xiao Yu with grace. Xiao Yu didn't take her hand, and she didn't forcefully grab his either.

In her heart, she confirmed that she hadn't been recognized by Xiao Yu yet. Xiao Yu never brought those "girlfriends" home.

If he introduced her to his family and they recognized her, then she would truly be his girlfriend.

Although she had no interest in the so-called Calligraphy Association, she already knew what it was like. It was just a group of self-proclaimed cultured individuals, mostly down on their luck. They were likely older in age, gathering for some event. Truly wealthy and influential young men, those who came from privileged families, wouldn't associate themselves with a calligraphy association.

Sure enough, when they arrived at the Flower Morning Hall, all she saw were a group of middle-aged men. Some were dressed shabbily, wearing the same clothes probably for the past eight hundred times, with their collars turned up.

Unlike Xiao Yu, who wore a tailor-made suit and shoes, along with a special fragrance, and had a neat and attractive hairstyle.

Meanwhile, some of the people inside this so-called Calligraphy Association had greasy hair, probably not washed for a week.

How could someone from Xiao Yu's family end up here?

Just now, there was a young boy with the young girl. He seemed to come from a decent background, well-mannered and polite. However, they didn't seem like a couple. Who knows, maybe the young girl came here to hang out with that boy?

Xiao Yu's mind was preoccupied with worries about his niece being influenced negatively.

Jin An had heard that Xiao Yu had a niece, but something didn't seem right. If she was Xiao Yu's own niece, she seemed a bit distant.

Uncertain whether to call him Uncle Xiao or Uncle Shao...

Jin An's smile was particularly dignified.

She thought to herself that the Calligraphy Association was mostly composed of elderly men, and if she walked in, she would surely become the center of attention. Especially those self-proclaimed cultured old men, their gazes would be even more blatant.

But when she and Xiao Yu approached, they saw that everyone in the Calligraphy Association was gathered in one place, completely ignoring them.

This made Jin An feel a little, just a little uncomfortable...

Xiao Yu looked around but didn't see Su Xiaoqi.

But as they approached, they discovered that everyone's attention was focused on her.

She stood in front of a table, her fair hand gripping a brush. She was wearing a black dress, a simple knitted sweater. The black dress tightly wrapped around her upper body, barely revealing a slight bulge, which was quite small, and of course, her waist was even more slender.

She didn't raise her head to look at anyone, just focused on writing.

On the paper, the ink gradually increased, one character after another, appearing as if it were a computer special effect.

The reason it felt like a computer special effect was because it was so well-written, like a deliberately posed composition.

Xiaoqi was writing Su Shi's "Thoughts on the Red Cliff" from the Song Dynasty.

They had recited this article in class, and she had memorized it by heart. Now, as she read it again, she basically had it down.

In addition to practicing calligraphy three times a day, she had not only invested a lot of energy, but also during this time at university, she had met more people and experienced more things, constantly maturing and developing her thoughts.

She had faced the sparkling lights on the big stage and felt the applause and flowers from the audience.

She had run a long race on her own.

She had encountered goodwill and attacks from strangers.

She had gained new friends.

Her life had entered a new chapter.

These little changes were shaping her, causing the seeds in her heart to break through their shells and grow upward bit by bit.

There were some small shadows, but there was more sunlight.

Just like her current calligraphy, her state of mind had elevated, and her writing had progressed rapidly.

She had moved from an Intermediate Level+ to an Advanced Level+, already showing a hint of mastery.

Most importantly, she was only seventeen years old.

At this age, there were countless possibilities. Her writing brought joy to people, conveying a sense of vibrant growth and tenderness. Most importantly, it exuded a sense of positive progress, which was encouraging, positive, and inspiring.

This was a piece of work that made people feel delighted upon seeing it, something they would want to collect and look at every day.

As Xiaoqi finished writing, she didn't use a seal, just habitually cleaned the brush and put it back in its place, tidying up.

At this moment, the entire hall erupted in applause.

As Jin An, who had just witnessed everything, suddenly understood the meaning behind Xiao Shao's compliment that her handwriting was very good.