The Schoolgirl Secret Agent

Not two seconds after Yun Jian replied, Snake.Lizard’s simple answer popped up on the conversation window, ‘Okay.’

Yun Jian slightly reeled in the corners of her lips that were curled up at Snake.Lizard’s reply and shut the laptop to put it on the bedside table before she went to sleep.

There was still some time till August 1, 1999.

…

The next morning, Yun Jian who was used to waking up early got up around five in the morning since their booked bus tickets were at 7:30am.

Breakfast was ready by the time she came back from her routine workout. After breakfast, Qin Yirou led all of them to Mrs. Yang’s house to wait for the woman and her family.

Mrs. Yang herself was rather quick with packing up while her son was the one who was slow, coming out after stalling for 20 minutes.

Mrs. Yang had a son and a daughter, named Yang Lin and Yang Xiao respectively.

Yang Xiao was an obedient girl who was only 14 years old now, two years younger than Yun Jian.

When Mrs. Yang started becoming friends with Qin Yirou previously, her daughter Yang Xiao came frequently to hang out. Lan Su was still around at that time and Yang Xiao got along quite well with her, becoming friends easily, so Yun Jian knew Yang Xiao too.

Yang Xiao stuck a tongue out at the sight of Yun Jian before greeting her lightly, “Jiejie!”

She asked Yun Jian after that, “Why isn’t Lan Su-jiejie here?”

“She went back to her hometown and would only return some time later,” Yun Jian answered naturally.

“Oh…” Yang Xiao got along well with Lan Su, so she was a little disappointed that the latter was not here this time.

It was during then Mrs. Yang’s son, Yang Lin, came out from the house languidly with both hands pillowing his head like a thug.

“Why are you so late? What were you doing dilly-dallying?!” Mrs. Yang chided her son in a low tone and turned to Qin Yirou apologetically.

“Lin’er stalls a little. We can go now,” she told Qin Yirou after an apologetic chuckle.

“It’s fine, it’s fine, haha. They’re kids. It’s normal that they like sleeping in in the morning,” Qin Yirou replied with a smile.

They had only finished amicably when Yang Lin’s languid but thuggish tone of voice rang, “Hold on. My girlfriend and friend are coming along.”

Yang Lin was already in his twenties, an age where some people talked about marriage, so it was not odd that he had a girlfriend.

Mrs. Yang repressed her impulse to berate her son, barely keeping it together. “It’s about time to depart. Where are they?”

Yun Jian stood not too far away and could see that Mrs. Yang was powerless against her good-for-nothing son even if she wanted to educate him. She wore a slight smirk and tugged on the sling bag on her shoulder.

“What’s the hurry, mom? I told you, they’re coming.” Yang Lin looked nonchalant about it.

Right after that, he pointed at two silhouettes a short distance away who were walking leisurely without a hint of urgency and said, “See, told you they’re coming.”

The two people came to the rest of them slowly after what Yang Lin said. Yang Lin’s girlfriend, Liu Mei, looked a little frightening with the thick makeup she wore while Yang Lin’s friend, Zhang Jin, looked like a delinquent with a head of yellow hair and an ear stud.

Yang Lin’s girlfriend saw Yun Jian who stood nearby just as she came. The latter’s blinding brilliance could barely be hidden even when she was dressed simple and plain without branded clothes.

Liu Mei looked decent but when she saw Yun Jian—a girl who was prettier than her, her faint disgruntlement exploded instantly. Moreover, it was visible from Liu Mei’s exterior that she prioritized appearances.

She glared at Yun Jian before going to Yang Lin and hugged him with a peck, uncaring that the latter’s mother was around. “Darling, I’m here…”

She spoke up in a cutesy voice before turning to glance at Yun Jian and Qin Yirou.. When she saw that they were all dress regularly without anything of brand, she complained to Yang Lin disdainfully despite Mrs. Yang being there, “Darling, what’s gotten into you today? You want us to travel with a bunch of country bumpkins? How would it even be fun?”