Cinderella's Genius Plan

5

That night I posted on the feeds.

I won't take the initiative to look for Liegan, as the purpose would be too obvious. But I had to do it while I still had the chance, to maintain her interest in me.

In the video on my feed, I dropped a medicine on the floor, a small and fat white cat jumped out from one side and quickly picked up the medicine, I pretended to hold it behind and wanted it to spit it out. And finally his cleft lip moved quickly and swallowed the medicine.

There are no human faces in the video, but it shows my warm and clean organized house, on the carpet placed a fluffy cat house and also a cat climbing frame, very casual and warm.

Ten minutes later, Liegan liked my video post.

I sat cross-legged on the bed, looked at the phone screen and smiled.

Liegan was already starting to take an interest in me, otherwise he wouldn't have seen my posts.

Although the attraction might still be very weak, it might still be stuck at the level of appreciation and good impression, but as long as I add fire, this spark will sooner or later ignite the fire in the grassland.

All these years in this wondrous evil, the only way I have learned to survive is to pretend and fight for it.

Motivating people's moods, I'm too used to it.

The first time, I allowed her to get to know me.

The second time, I made her remember me.

And the third time, I will make her like me.

.....

I couldn't take the initiative anymore for the third encounter, but that's okay, I had left the hook.

And just as I expected, Liegan called me the next night.

He sent me a Wechat message, "Cinderella, I left your crystal slipper at my place."

Then she attached a photo of the silver high heels.

I replied after ten more minutes, "Ah, sorry, I forgot to pick it up last night. When you're not busy, can I go get it?"

After a while, Liegan replied to me with an address, it was the basketball hall he frequented.

"I promised people to play ball. If you have free time, come to the Alaska basketball court on Independence Avenue to take it from me."

I replied, "Okay." Then got up from the bed and started preparing myself.

Young and mature, I've dressed up like that before.

My next look should be young and sporty.

In order to attract people, I have to maintain a mysterious side.

I wasn't specifically wearing a basketball uniform, I was just wearing a short sports T-shirt and also a skirt, dressed up in makeup that was too light to look at, with my hair in a high ponytail.

After dressing up, I looked in the mirror.

The person in the mirror didn't look 26 or 27, and still looked like a little girl in college going to gym class.

My eyes are smooth, my face is filled with collagen, and my gaze is clear.

It's just that there's always a look between the eyebrows, telling me that none of this is the real me.

......

I quickly got into a taxi and went to the basketball court. During work hours, there were many people at the stadium. Most of them were students from nearby sports universities. The glistening muscles of arms and bare chests collided with each other, and the smell of hormones filled the air.