Chapter 266 Tea Art Class Graduation Ceremony

By the riverside bar, beside the babbling stream.

The sky had already turned dark, and under the canopy, a sumptuous candlelit dinner was laid out, with Rachel waiting for someone.

She hadn't dressed provocatively but chose an elegant white long dress instead. Appearing as a loose woman before the person she was waiting for might have tempted the man, but it would only make him dislike her even more.

The candles, protected by windshields, burned steadily, yet Rachel's mood was beginning to grow restless. She had known Fantasi for almost two years, and he had never been late for their dates. This was the first time.

The official notice of expulsion from the academy had come, proposed by the Autonomous Council. To be honest, Rachel had anticipated such an outcome, but she hadn't expected it to come so soon. She thought Wang Feng, in his current state of success, wouldn't bother with her, a minor character. After all, she hadn't substantially affected Wang Feng and had even stepped down from her position as the head of the Gun Institute Academy. If Wang Feng had shown interest in her, she could have made him very satisfied, but it seemed this man had no interest in women.

Losing her position at the Gun Institute Academy and being ignored were things Rachel could endure, but expulsion was not.

She didn't come from a wealthy family; getting into the Rose Holy Sanctuary and studying at the Gun Institute Academy was her chance to change her fate. If she were expelled, it would mean losing everything, not just for her but for her entire family.

Now, only Fantasi could save her. With his relationship with Wang Feng, if he were willing to speak on her behalf, perhaps she could still have a chance. But the problem was Fantasi's attitude...

Rachel grew increasingly anxious, her foot tapping restlessly on the ground.

To be honest, she once thought she had outgrown her childish, often anxious mindset. That was after becoming the head of the Gun Institute Academy, where power and status had made her feel 'strong.' But at this moment, she realized that it had merely been a fleeting illusion.

Was he not coming?

Fortunately, Fantasi didn't keep her waiting too long.

Seeing his plump figure squeeze through the crowd, Rachel's restless heart finally calmed slightly, but then a faint sadness crept over her. She could almost imagine what would happen later that evening, with this fat body pressing down on her, plowing away. The excess flesh would surely disgust her, but she would have to suppress that feeling, hugging tightly and feigning enjoyment...

Despite her thoughts, she immediately stood up with a smile.

"Sorry, sorry," Fantasi said with a laugh. "I got held up."

"It's fine, I just got here too." Rachel smiled, "Does President Wang Feng have some important task for you?"

"Personal matters." Fantasi didn't try to explain himself as he usually would; instead, he chuckled and sat down.

Rachel's heart skipped a beat, but she quickly composed herself and waved to the waiter nearby, "We can order now."

This riverside bar was a place Fantasi used to love taking Rachel to. The dishes she ordered were the same ones Fantasi had brought her when he sent her to the Gun Institute Academy. She did this to evoke Fantasi's past memories.

It seemed that these arrangements had some effect. The atmosphere at the table was quite pleasant, and neither of them mentioned any sensitive topics. They talked about old times like old friends.

Taking advantage of the good mood, Rachel smiled and said, "You've been so busy lately. I went to your dorm a few times but never saw you. Do you have a new girlfriend?"

"Where would I find the time?" Fantasi laughed, "I'm either helping Feng with Autonomy Association matters or being dragged by Hei Wukai for extra training. I'm tired like a dog all day, except for this belly!"

He patted his bulging stomach and laughed, "No matter how tired I am, it won't slim down. I guess it's just my nature to be fat for life."

"What's so bad about that? I heard in the Beastmen tribes, being fat is considered the most beautiful." Rachel smiled, "Besides, for men, having skills and being responsible is the most important and attractive trait. Those who look good on the outside are just deceiving little girls."

"Do you really think so?" Fantasi seemed a bit surprised.

"I didn't use to think so," Rachel smiled slightly, "But I do now."

Rachel paused here, seemingly hesitant to meet Fantasi's eyes, and said sadly, "I haven't slept well these past few days. I was really wrong, Xi, you can hit me or scold me, just as long as you can forgive me. I'll do anything you ask."

As she spoke, she leaned forward slightly, revealing a hint of cleavage through her collar.

Fantasi's eyes were a bit dazed. Rachel knew this fatso was struggling and hesitating, so she quickly grabbed Fantasi's hand, "Xi, the only one I truly like is you. You're the person I love the most. Let's start over..."

Before Rachel could fully build up her emotions, Fantasi had already smiled and pulled his hand away.

"You might have misunderstood. I didn’t come here to reconcile with you. I already have someone I like." Fantasi smiled slightly. "Actually, I came today mainly to thank you. If it weren’t for you helping me delay Lin Yuxiang for over a month, I would have been quite troubled. Well, that’s all."

In the end, Fantasi held back some words. No matter what Rachel had become, his past affection and obsession were real, but now he was completely clear-headed.

Rachel was flustered. At this moment, she no longer cared about public decency. She suddenly stood up and knelt beside Fantasi, crying, "Xi, please don't leave me, okay? I'll do anything you want! You can hit me, scold me, but don't ignore me..."

Fantasi firmly pushed her away. "Rachel, start a new life."

He then turned and left resolutely without looking back. Yes, Feng had said that under no circumstances should he pay for the meal.

And just moments ago, Rachel's tearful eyes were now filled with venom...

...

The Rose Holy Sanctuary had been bustling for a month, with all the disciples working enthusiastically every day.

By the end of the month, the first batch of scholarship rewards was finally ready to be distributed.

This included various awards such as 'Most Outstanding Disciple,' 'Fastest Progress Award,' and the most significant 'Ranking Award.' In total, there were over two hundred awards, amounting to 120,000 euros. The smallest reward was a few hundred, while the largest was in the thousands, and every faculty and class received something, ensuring everyone benefited.

In the dormitory, Old Wang and Winnie were doing the accounts. It turned out that Winnie had a natural talent for accounting. Now, she was responsible for managing the finances, overseeing the renovation of the Rose Holy Sanctuary, updating equipment, and distributing rewards, all of which required careful planning.

"Wang Feng, we can't spend it all at once. We need to keep some reserves. This time, we can go big, but we need to control it afterward," Winnie said.

Old Wang lay on the bed, contentedly picking his toenails. "Leave it to you; it’s not my problem."

"Are you really that trusting?" Winnie was speechless. Sometimes he was so frugal, and other times he was extravagantly generous.

"What’s there not to trust? You’re Winnie," Old Wang said, focusing intently on his task.

"Ah Feng, Ah Feng, there's a beautiful lady looking for you!" Fantasi ran in excitedly.

"Pfft, don't act like you've never seen a pretty face before. What kind of beauty?"

"The same gorgeous lady who came to the dorm last time!" Fantasi smiled knowingly and nudged him with his elbow. "Not bad, Ah Feng. When are you going to teach me your secret to winning women's hearts? Famier hasn't been talking to me these past two days, and I have no idea what I did wrong…"

"Well…" Old Wang knew it was Clara at once and said with a smile, "It’s a natural talent, can’t be taught!"