Madam, You Wouldn’t Want Your Identity as a Witch to Be Exposed, Would You – Chapter 77

Chapter Seventy-Seven: Scheming Qianzhi Baby

Clearing through the enthusiastic crowd, Yifu gradually moved closer.

It must be said, even though Qianzhi Baby was right in front of her, no matter how much effort Yifu put in, she couldn’t close the distance even a single step.

The Qianzhi on the opposite side was getting a bit anxious, and it must be noted that the double salary was indeed well spent; those guys were truly dedicated.

However, according to the story of the hero fighting the evil dragon to rescue the princess, the obstacles standing in front of the hero should all be paper tigers that are merely for show.

Now, thanks to Qianzhi’s double salary, there remained a distance between Yifu and herself that was hard to bridge.

Yifu couldn’t get over, and Qianzhi couldn’t get through either.

In a heroic tale, the princess was supposed to stay in the evil dragon’s castle, only to be embraced tightly by the hero at the last moment.

After all, the princess had to maintain her dignity, just like the current Qianzhi, who shouldn’t appear too proactive.

But clearly, the “little princess” Qianzhi, who was supposed to keep her composure, could no longer wait for “hero” Yifu to save her.

Anxiously, she simply lowered her voice to scare off the crowd and reached her hand over the wall of people, directly extending it to Yifu.

And Yifu successfully grabbed her wrist, rescuing her from the crowd.

Due to the extreme crowding, Qianzhi lost her balance and fell into Yifu’s embrace.

Feeling the warm and soft embrace, Qianzhi’s cheeks involuntarily flushed.

With her naturally gentle and white moonlight attributes, the sight of Qianzhi’s rosy face became even more beautiful.

That feeling was reminiscent of the fair, shy girl in high school, whom you never dared to look directly at, responding to your confession with a modest yet affirming blush, at that moment of mutual longing…

Such a feeling was indescribable in words.

At that moment, the world’s top white moonlight, Qianzhi, truly believed she was pursuing a mutual yearning with Yifu.

“Are you okay?”

Yifu looked at the Qianzhi in her arms with a concerned expression.

“I’m willing to…”

Qianzhi instinctively blurted out, but the next second she calmly realized she had said something inappropriate.

“No, I mean, thank you… Miss Yifu. Otherwise, I really wouldn’t know what to do.”

Qianzhi slightly lowered her head; in Yifu’s eyes, she was like a pitiful little girl whose mother had passed away, still not having emerged from her gloom, with a hint of introversion. She had nothing left but money…

So Yifu always took special care of this little girl.

And in Qianzhi’s view, this situation wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t for her deliberate arrangements.

Although Qianzhi was indeed very popular at the Church Academy and was the top white moonlight in many people’s hearts.

In fact, many offspring of nobles and aristocrats desperately tried to get into the Church Academy, not so much for the best magic education to elevate their families, but to meet the top white moonlight Qianzhi.

Yet, despite Qianzhi being so popular, very few dared to approach her.

Not only were they wary of her backing from the Loren Family, more so was the cold demeanor Qianzhi displayed.

That kind of disdainful glance, as if she looked down on everything, combined with the intimidating aura of the Loren family, made people feel apprehensive.

So Qianzhi was like a pure white lotus, such that anyone who simply glanced at her would feel unworthy to look up.

She was just too dazzling to be seen easily…

Therefore, the possibility of a group of people inviting Qianzhi to dance was basically zero.

It wasn’t that everyone was unwilling, but because no one dared to take that step.

But Qianzhi was unaware of all this; she only knew that everyone was afraid of her, that people would keep their distance from her on the road as if avoiding some monster.

To others, it was a feeling of insecurity encountered when meeting Qianzhi, unable to lift their heads before her.

But to Qianzhi, it was an inexplicable estrangement.

“It’s fine… But speaking of which, will rejecting those invitations to dance leave you with regrets at the graduation ceremony?”

Yifu looked at Qianzhi in her arms, feeling somewhat confused, as she sensed a strange collection of intense gazes around them since Qianzhi fell into her arms.

“It won’t…”

Qianzhi shook her head; she had no intention of standing up, but rather was doing her best to savor Yifu’s embrace.

“Besides, there’s nothing to regret.”

Qianzhi murmured in a low voice.

Her voice was so soft that Yifu didn’t quite catch what she said.

But only Qianzhi knew in her heart that there wouldn’t be a single person in this venue inviting her to dance.

These classmates, whether out of concern for their own status or their own personality, hardly dared to approach her.

For Qianzhi, her graduation ceremony would not include a dancing segment.

If there really was, she wouldn’t have had to ask her aunt to spend money on hiring so many extras.

“You have to experience it; after all, it is a part of youth. From now on, you’ll have to start hustling for a living, no longer carefree as a student, so isn’t it necessary to draw a conclusion on this experience?”

Yifu looked at the thoughtful Qianzhi and noticed a hint of longing in her eyes directed towards the couples who had courageously stepped into the dance floor.

“No one would sincerely want to invite me to dance.”

“That’s true; after all, Qianzhi is a rich girl. People approaching you will inevitably have some malicious intent, you know.”

Yifu nodded; the utilitarian mindset in this other world was no less than that of the world Yifu lived in previously.

“Malicious intent? Would Miss Yifu have any malicious intent towards me?”

“I…”

Yifu was taken aback; it was obvious that she hadn’t expected Qianzhi to ask that. After all, the distance between herself and Qianzhi seemed indeed a bit too close.

“I actually hope you would have malicious intent towards me.”

Without waiting for Yifu’s response, Qianzhi began answering her own question.

The “malicious intent” she referred to sounded somewhat strange to Yifu… it seemed unrelated to money and status.

“So… would Miss Yifu like to dance with me?”

“Me?”

Yifu stared at the lovely face of Qianzhi looking up at her with eager eyes, and for a moment she was rendered speechless.

“I’m afraid I can’t… I don’t know how to dance, and there’s too much of an age difference between us.”

Besides, Yifu had already made arrangements with Alice to dance together.

If Qianzhi took the lead, Alice might not be happy about it, right?

Madam, You Wouldn’t Want Your Identity as a Witch to Be Exposed, Would You

Madam, You Wouldn’t Want Your Identity as a Witch to Be Exposed, Would You

太太你也不想魔女身份被人知道吧
Score 6
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese
8 years old, family destroyed but adopted by a witch, this hateful witch just being with you makes me feel sick. 10 years old, this witch seems unexpectedly gentle, perhaps she’s different from other witches? 12 years old, called her “mama” today, she was so happy she didn’t know what to do, hid in the corner and cried for a long time. 16 years old, this witch madam you still seem to maintain your charm. 18 years old, women are like fine wine, the older the more mellow, and witches are even more so… “Madam, would you like to spend the spring night with me? After all, you wouldn’t want your identity as a witch to be exposed, would you?” “Little girl are you asking for trouble? Quickly get off me, I’ll count to 3!” 20 years old, it turns out I lost her when I was 8 years old, now she’s already someone else’s mom…

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