Chapter 186: The Promise to the Kitten

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Saturday was sunny and the wind was just right.

Ding Heng parked the car on the edge of a large lawn on the outskirts of the city, turned off the engine, opened the door and got out. What came into view was a large expanse of green grass, with several children running and chasing each other on the grass.

Zhao Yanxi climbed out of the passenger seat, stood on tiptoe, and peered into the depths of the lawn: "There are quite a lot of people!"

Ding Heng went around to the trunk, took out a few kites, and then looked up at the back seat.

Wenjing and Linman got off the bus one after the other.

Today, the three girls were all dressed in white, but their styles were completely different.

Lin Man is sexy and elegant, quiet and cute, while Zhao Yanxi is sweet and youthful; together they are a feast for the eyes.

Although it was called a kite festival, none of the people were really interested in flying kites. It was just an excuse to get together and have some fun all day.

We arrived on the lawn.

Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing's kites flew very high, but Lin Man was distracted, her kite swaying in mid-air as if it might fall at any moment.

The observant Wenjing noticed that Lin Man was acting strangely and went over to ask with concern, "Sister Man, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"fine."

Lin Man shook her head and forced a smile: "Maybe I didn't sleep well last night."

"Oh……"

Wenjing didn't ask any more questions and turned back to continue playing with her kite.

Lin Man didn't just not sleep well last night; she barely slept at all.

Because Ding Heng instructed her, she arrived at the hotel a day earlier than Wen Jing and Zhao Yanxi.

She expected she would get into a big mess, but it turned out to be bigger than she could have imagined, so much so that she's still shaken by it.

The carefully chosen high heels became a self-inflicted torture device, preventing her from even uttering complete pleas for mercy, only allowing her to let out broken sobs.

She thought she had gotten used to Ding Heng's intensity, but after last night she realized that the man had been holding back all along.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ding Heng came up behind Lin Man, wrapped one hand around her waist, and took the kite string in her hand.

"N-nothing..."

Lin Man instinctively tried to dodge forward, but Ding Heng had already placed his other hand on her waist, pulling her firmly into his arms.

"The kite is about to fall."

Ding Heng grasped Lin Man's hand and gently pulled the thread.

"Does it still hurt?"

"I feel much better after taking the medicine the boss gave me..."

Ding Heng didn't say anything, but gently pressed on Lin Man's waist.

Lin Man said in a coquettish and pitiful tone, "Boss, I really know I was wrong~"

Last night, Ding Heng made her understand two things completely.

First, don't try to interfere in his affairs with other women.

Second, don't post photos without a beginning or end.

Ding Heng smiled enigmatically: "Would you like me to help you further solidify your memory tonight?"

Lin Man trembled: "Boss~ I'll definitely be good from now on!"

Ding Heng stopped teasing her, let go of her hand, and turned to walk towards Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing.

The four of them whiled away most of the day on the lawn, accompanied by the occasional clicking of Ding Heng's camera shutter, until noon.

As the temperature gradually rises, a thin layer of sweat begins to appear on the girls' fair noses.

Ding Heng put away his camera and beckoned them to get in the car.

"Let's go back and have dinner."

Zhao Yanxi climbed into the back seat, took the tissue Wenjing handed her to wipe her sweat, and slumped back in her chair.

"I'm so tired, so tired..."

Wenjing unscrewed another bottle of water, took a sip herself first, and then handed it over.

"Want some drinks?"

Zhao Yanxi took it and gulped down a big mouthful, then handed it to Lin Man.

Lin Man didn't mind, after all, the three of them had drunk more than just water together.

After finishing her water, Lin Man took out her phone and glanced at the time: "Boss, what are the plans for this afternoon?"

Ding Heng adjusted his chair: "How would you like to arrange things?"

"They listen to the boss."

Lin Man's tone was obedient.

She was dealt with so badly last night that she was terrified of upsetting Ding Heng today.

Ding Heng didn't reply, but turned to look at Zhao Yanxi: "Yanxi, what about you?"

Zhao Yanxi was scrolling through her phone when she heard this and looked up.

"Oh? I have to go back to school at 3 p.m.

Where are you going?

"I lost the draw at the Spring Fun Games and have to participate in the women's three-legged race."

Zhao Yanxi looked reluctant: "No one in the class signed up, so we drew lots, and I was unlucky enough to be chosen."

Ding Heng joked, "What, your school does this kind of thing?"

"you do not say……"

Zhao Yanxi sighed, "They say it's to enrich extracurricular life and enhance friendships, but it's really just a hassle. I have to be there at 3 PM, the competition is at 4 PM, and I estimate it won't be over until 5 PM."

Lin Man chimed in, her tone considerate: "Shall we take Yan hope back to school first?"

"No, no need."

Zhao Yanxi waved her hand: "You guys go about your business. I'll just take a taxi back to the hotel myself."

Ding Heng suggested, "How about I go get you some gas this afternoon?"

Zhao Yanxi chuckled foolishly: "Brother Ding Heng, just don't make fun of me."

"Then I have to see just how funny it is."

"Brother Ding Heng!"

"Let's go!"

Ding Heng stepped on the gas, and the car turned onto the main road.

3 PM, Central South University, downstairs from the women's dormitory.

Ding Heng took out his phone and sent a message to Zhao Yanxi.

Less than two minutes later, a figure rushed out of the building.

Her ponytail was tied high with a semi-transparent pink and white ribbon, and two small pink and white hair clips were pinned in her hair, giving off a sweet vibe.

A cream-colored tracksuit with clean lines accentuated the girl's slender waist and long legs.

His face was clean and his skin was fair with a rosy glow.

Energetic, youthful, and sweet.

Despite wearing the most ordinary clothes, she seemed to be shining!

"Brother Ding Heng!"

Zhao Yanxi buried her face in Ding Heng's arms.

"Slower."

"hey-hey……"

Zhao Yanxi looked up from Ding Heng's arms and glanced around.

"Where are Xiaojingjing and Sister Man?"

"I'm resting at the hotel."

"Oh……"

Zhao Yanxi dragged out her words, her eyes darting around, her tone ambiguous.

"Ding Heng, did you torment Sister Man again last night?"

"What's wrong?"

"I noticed something was off about her when I saw her this morning."

Zhao Yanxi chuckled and analyzed, "Dark circles under the eyes, unnatural walking posture... I've been through that before!"

Ding Heng reached out and flicked her forehead lightly: "Go to the competition, stop worrying about so much."

"Ouch."

Zhao Yanxi rubbed her forehead and pouted.

The fun sports meet had few events and wasn't particularly grand in scale.

Several red banners hung on the side of the stands, and lively sports meet marches were playing from the speakers.

The participating students gathered in small groups, creating a relaxed and casual atmosphere.

Zhao Yanxi walked onto the playground arm in arm with Ding Heng. Her light blue high ponytail stood out in the sunlight, instantly becoming the focus of the entire playground.

That unique vibrancy and radiance of an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl is something that no amount of cosmetics or designer clothes can provide.

Several boys who were warming up stopped what they were doing and their eyes involuntarily followed them.

Zhao Yanxi, who has a sweet appearance, had many suitors when she started school last year. Now almost everyone knows that she has a boyfriend, but this is the first time she has made a public appearance with him.

Whispers drifted in from all directions, but Zhao Yanxi seemed not to hear them, and tightened her grip on Ding Heng's hand.

Ding Heng remained calm, his gaze sweeping over the faces that held curiosity, envy, or sour looks, without taking it to heart at all.

"Yan hope!"

My roommate Huang Meng ran over, holding a bib number in her hand: "Here, put yours on quickly."

Zhao Yanxi took it and bent down to pin it to her clothes.

Huang Meng then turned to Ding Heng and greeted him with a grin, "Here to keep Yan hope company?"

Ding Heng shook the camera around his neck: "Yeah, I'm getting ready to record the moment my Yan hope wins the championship."

"That might be a bit difficult, since your Yanxi doesn't usually attend PE class."

"It's okay, I believe her!"

Because of the buff given by Ding Heng, Zhao Yanxi's physical fitness is much better than that of her peers. However, since it is a three-legged race, the final result will depend on the skill of her partner.

Zhao Yanxi's partner was her roommate Zhang Xiao. The two stood on the starting line, their left and right feet tied together, and their arms wrapped around each other's waists.

She turned around, found Ding Heng in the crowd, waved to him, and smiled sweetly.

Ding Heng waved to her and raised his camera.

The whistle blew.

Several groups of contestants set off at the same time. Zhao Yanxi and her partner coordinated quite well. Although their pace was not fast, it was steady.

Halfway through the run, a group of people next to her suddenly stumbled forward. Zhao Yanxi instinctively dodged, losing half a beat of her rhythm, but quickly regained her balance.

The moment the finish line was breached, she bent over, gasping for breath.

"Third place...not bad, not at the bottom."

Zhao Yanxi untied her restraints, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and was about to walk to the sidelines when a bottle of water was suddenly handed to her.

"Yan hope, here you go!"

"Well?"

Zhao Yanxi turned her head and saw a tall, thin boy wearing a white T-shirt and black sweatpants, smiling shyly.

She recognized him; he was in the same class, what was his name again...?

Zhao Yanxi went through her mind, but couldn't remember.

"Yan hope, you ran really well just now."

The boy's eyes couldn't hide his eagerness.

Zhao Yanxi gave an awkward laugh, almost ignoring the boy, and buried herself in Ding Heng's arms once again.

"Brother Ding Heng! I'm so tired..."

"Third place, not bad."

Ding Heng reached out and helped Zhao Yanxi tidy up her sweat-dampened hair.

Zhao Yanxi asked expectantly, "Brother Ding Heng, won't you mind that I'm all sweaty?"

"How could that be?"

Ding Heng lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead, teasingly saying, "Even my kitten smells sweet when it sweats."

"Ugh... Ding Heng, you're being so cheesy today."

Zhao Yanxi complained, but squinted her eyes in satisfaction and buried her face in his chest, rubbing against him.

Ding Heng's performance today was exactly what Zhao Yanxi had hoped for.

The more public displays of affection are, the clearer it will be to tell everyone that Zhao Yanxi is taken, and anyone trying to steal her away should give up!

The two embraced intimately, oblivious to their surroundings.

The boy who had just handed over the water stood frozen in place, his hand squeezing the water bottle until it was deformed.

He only turned around and walked back to the stands when someone patted him on the shoulder, his back looking forlorn.

But then Zhao Yanxi's silvery laughter rang in her ears, clear and cheerful, like a summer breeze.

After the awards ceremony, Zhao Yanxi, wearing her medal, walked out of the playground side by side with Ding Heng and returned to their Mercedes.

Zhao Yanxi sat in the passenger seat, let out a long breath, slumped back in the seat, and put her legs up on the center console.

"Ding Heng, turn on the air conditioner, it's so hot!"

"Are you going back to your dorm or the hotel after showering?"

"Let's go back to the hotel."

Zhao Yanxi said weakly, "The water heater in the dormitory hasn't been working well lately. The water temperature keeps fluctuating between hot and cold. I might as well get a spa treatment when I get back to the hotel."

He shifted gears and stepped on the gas, and the car slowly drove out of the parking space. Ding Heng glanced at it through the rearview mirror.

Under the streetlights at the school gate, the boy who had just handed out the water stood quietly, holding the bottle of water he hadn't given away, staring at the taillights of the car, motionless.

Ding Heng looked away: "Was that guy who brought you water earlier from your class?"

"Um."

Zhao Yanxi looked down at her phone and asked, "What?"

"Are there still people pursuing you?"

Zhao Yanxi sighed with difficulty: "Yes, even though I post a lot of affection on my WeChat Moments and my account status is 'in a relationship,' there are still annoying people sticking to me."

"So that's why you showed up in public with me today?"

"It's probably not very useful..."

Zhao Yanxi put down her phone and shrugged helplessly: "Like that guy just now, I even brought you in with my arm around him, but he still had no sense of propriety and made a fool of himself, making me feel embarrassed to talk to him..."

Ding Heng raised an eyebrow: "So devoted?"

"Who knows..."

Zhao Yanxi said casually, "Maybe it's because I lent him a pen at the library last time."

Ding Heng sighed and chuckled.

Zhao Yanxi is youthful, sweet, and exudes a strong girlfriend vibe... Her smile is as sweet as honey, and her ponytail swings back and forth, making her an easy target for young people's ideal woman.

Especially for boys who have spent all their high school years doing practice problems and have never been in a relationship, her destructive power is practically nuclear.

A casual remark or a smile can steal a person's soul.

She herself was completely unaware, or perhaps she knew but didn't take it seriously.

The car stopped at the red light.

Zhao Yanxi suddenly turned her phone towards Ding Heng: "Brother Ding Heng, I want to buy this."

Ding Heng glanced at it from the side.

On the screen is a finely crafted maid outfit, a classic style with a black and white color scheme.

The high collar, the fluffy puff sleeves, and the skirt hem reaching mid-calf, only revealing a section of the ankle.

It doesn't leak; in fact, you could say it's completely covered up.

But that sense of abstinence is all the more alluring, making one unable to resist fantasizing about the garter stockings that would be faintly visible beneath the skirt when it is lifted up...

"Go ahead and buy it."

"Then I'll buy one for Xiaojingjing too."

Zhao Yanxi started adding items to her shopping cart.

Why did you have to bring her along?

"What? Don't you want to see us both wearing this? Just imagine her figure in this..."

Ding Heng thought about it carefully.

Wenjing's exaggerated figure, paired with the ascetic maid outfit, created a feeling of being fully covered yet about to burst forth...

"It's not impossible."

Ding Heng snapped out of his thoughts, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"man!"

Zhao Yanxi gave a soft hum, leaned back in her chair, and continued scrolling on her phone.

Ding Heng sighed, "If we're looking for an apartment off-campus next semester, we'll have to prioritize getting you two a large walk-in closet. Even the hotel closets aren't big enough for both of your clothes right now."

"What? It's just to give you something new."

"Yeah……?"

Ding Heng wanted to say "there's no need," but he swallowed the words back.

Why did Zhao Yanxi drag Wen Jing into trying to find something new for him?

Ultimately, it's because they lack a sense of security.

The reason he felt insecure was because there were too many women around him.

This feeling has become even stronger, especially after accepting Lin Man during this period.

Zhao Yanxi didn't say it, but she was actually very afraid.

She was afraid he would get tired of her, afraid he would get annoyed, afraid that one day he would abandon her and Wenjing.

The car stopped in front of the Chujiang Hotel.

Ding Heng turned off the engine and patted Zhao Yanxi's head.

"Silly girl."

Zhao Yanxi's hair was ruffled by his rubbing, and she rubbed against him like a kitten, burying her face in his palm.

"Brother Ding Heng, won't you get tired of us one day and abandon Wenjing and me? After all, we're not like Sister Man who can do things for you, and we're not big stars..."

The girl lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

She rarely shows this expression.

In front of Ding Heng, Zhao Yanxi was mostly a cheerful, carefree girl who loved to laugh and joke.

But at this moment, the unease and vulnerability in her eyes could not be hidden.

Don't worry.

Ding Heng reached out and gently pinched the girl's chin.

"The owner will never abandon his first kitten."