Donk District.
Felyn never imagined that one day he would return here in such a manner.
The car passed through layers of security checks and arrived at Zervanie's estate.
The empire's recently exploding popular songstress, Miss Zervanie, lived here.
"Felyn, are you nervous? Don't worry, Miss Zervanie is very easy going and doesn't put on any airs."
Felyn hadn't expected Adeline to notice even his subtle frown.
Had she been observing him this whole time?
This would make the service more difficult—he couldn't relax even a bit.
"I am a little nervous. After all, it's Miss Zervanie."
Adeline secretly smiled. She hadn't expected the usually serious Felyn to have this side.
It seemed her decision to bring him to meet Miss Zervanie was excellent.
The car stopped steadily at the estate entrance, and maids opened the gates to welcome the Claude family's eldest daughter.
"Felyn, what are you doing?"
Adeline, who was preparing to get out of the car, saw Felyn take out a mask and put it on his face.
"This is during the contracted service time. My face is Adeline's exclusive property—others can't see me." Felyn used his prepared excuse to deflect Adeline.
If Zervanie saw him, she might go crazy, and his entire life would be thrown into chaos.
This mask should prevent her from suspecting his identity.
But Felyn didn't know what impact these words had on Adeline beside him.
Felyn's face... is my private property.
Adeline's brain automatically filtered out "this is contracted service time," leaving only Felyn's confession.
"Don't... don't say such things in front of so many people..."
Adeline's tone carried no blame at all, only sweetness.
This mask was specifically chosen by Felyn from Zervanie's exclusive fan merchandise, to avoid being considered rude for wearing a mask when meeting others.
He was now playing a fanatical fan of Zervanie, so wearing her mask made perfect sense.
Adeline, who wasn't into celebrity worship, naturally didn't know the significance of this mask. But since Felyn had said that, she'd let him wear the mask.
Felyn completely missed Adeline's tone—he was now facing a formidable enemy.
He looked at the open room, where the interior was arranged exactly as when he'd left.
The flowers and plants he'd bought for Zervanie had withered but were still placed in the most prominent spot in the living room, completely out of place with the exquisite expensive vases.
The portrait he'd painted for Zervanie still hung on the wall. Felyn had no confidence in his painting skills, so this portrait looked nothing like Zervanie, but it still occupied the best position on the wall.
This painting was something Felyn had painstakingly created according to Zervanie's demands, but at the time, Zervanie hadn't even glanced at it before saying, "Just put it in the storage room."
He hadn't expected her to hang it up now.
"What an abstract painting. Who is this supposed to be?" Adeline also stopped when passing this painting.
"Miss, this painting depicts Miss Zervanie."
Zervanie had specifically instructed the maids to tell every guest that this painting was of her.
"It's painted very well." Adeline nodded.
How was it painted well?
Felyn wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Adeline leaned close to Felyn's ear and whispered, "Miss Zervanie might be in love."
"Huh, why?"
"I can tell."
Adeline winked at Felyn.
Another tragic story of unrequited love.
Adeline's shoulder was now leaning against Felyn. If they weren't in someone else's home, Adeline would want to put her arm around Felyn's shoulder right now.
Thank goodness I have Felyn—he won't leave me.
"Miss Adeline, sorry to keep you waiting!"
Zervanie emerged from the bedroom wearing a light purple silk dress that outlined her girlishly soft curves. The hem fell lightly above her knees, revealing her slender calves.
She wore a white lace shawl, her silver-white hair casually draped over her shoulders, the ends slightly curled and swaying gently with her movements.
"I accidentally overslept and didn't greet you at the door." Zervanie stuck out her tongue and tapped her head.
"It's no problem, Miss Zervanie. We're the ones intruding."
"Not intruding at all! I've wanted to become friends with Miss Adeline for a long time."
Zervanie hopped a few steps to Adeline's side and gently tugged at Adeline's dress.
"Miss Adeline looks so beautiful tonight. This dress is absolutely perfect for you."
The conversation quickly opened up as Zervanie rapidly established friendship with Adeline.
When chatting with Adeline, she showed none of the airs of a popular songstress, just like a girl-next-door whose eyes sparkled.
Sweet, cute, energetic, kind.
This was the Zervanie everyone knew.
This was also one of the reasons for her popularity.
Fans said that her appearance in public wasn't a deliberate act—Zervanie was naturally this perfect in personality.
If any fan said this in front of Felyn, he'd definitely kick them twice.
This woman wasn't deliberately acting? What a joke.
Going to her bedroom right now, you'd definitely see clothes and socks scattered all over the room.
In the hidden compartment of the third layer of her bedside table, you could definitely find a thick adult book!
Zervanie was performing in front of everyone—whether nobles, maids, or even blind people.
She was flawless in front of everyone.
But unfortunately, only with him did she have no pretense.
Her tantrums, her willfulness, her imperfect side—she'd given it all to Felyn.
"This is my student council assistant." Adeline introduced Felyn beside her.
Ice-blue eyes narrowed slightly, and upon seeing Felyn, they couldn't look away.
Similar, really too similar.
This young man wore a mask that was her own fan merchandise, even printed with her badge.
He should be one of her fans.
But he wasn't Felyn. In Felyn's eyes, she could see love and tolerance, but this young man's eyes contained none of these.
"This is Felyn. He's working with me on this celebration."
"Hello, Miss Zervanie." Felyn bowed his head in greeting.
Felyn?!
How dare you call yourself Felyn?
A flash of coldness passed through Zervanie's enthusiastic eyes, but she quickly returned to normal.
After Felyn disappeared, Zervanie's investigation revealed that all the information he'd given was fake.
Therefore, in her heart, the name Felyn also had a high probability of being false.
But the codename Felyn already occupied a very high position in her heart—she couldn't tolerate anyone else defiling it.
"Hello."
Zervanie didn't say the name Felyn, just gave a simple greeting.
She quickly adjusted her emotions and turned to Adeline with a sweet smile.
"Miss Adeline, shall we sit on the sofa for a while? I've been looking forward to this for so long—being able to plan the celebration with Miss Adeline really makes me a bit excited!"
"Is Miss Zervanie willing to come?"
"Of course! Being able to witness the centennial celebration of both schools with the students is my honor."
Felyn watched Zervanie link arms with Adeline and walk toward the living room, feeling somewhat surprised.
Zervanie hadn't even suspected his identity.
It seemed he'd really been overthinking things. Maybe Zervanie had already forgotten about him.
Tonight's crisis seemed to have passed just like that.
Felyn also sat on the sofa. The long and tedious meeting made him drowsy.
The resolution of the crisis relaxed him, and with his body surrounded by the soft sofa.
After struggling a few times, he still succumbed to sleepiness.
Who doesn't sleep during meetings?
"Sorry, Miss Zervanie, I forgot to bring a pen. Could I borrow one from your house?"
"A pen? Of course! Felyn, go help me get a pen."
After saying this, Zervanie suddenly froze.
She gently shook her head.
Just hearing the name Felyn, she'd unconsciously assumed Felyn was still by her side.
What an unpleasant feeling.
That young man with the same name as Felyn couldn't possibly find a pen, because all the pens were stored in the fourth compartment of the cabinet.
How could someone visiting the house for the first time know that?
Just as Zervanie was preparing to get up and fetch it herself, a figure appeared before her.
"Here's the pen."
The half-asleep Felyn groggily heard someone calling his name. He instinctively got up, and his memories of this house allowed him to easily find the pen and hand it to Zervanie.
Under Zervanie's astonished gaze, the gradually awakening Felyn realized what he had done.
(End of Chapter)