How did I become a god

Chapter 1667 High School Initiative
Not far from Tomson Golf Villas, Orchid Grass Club is a detached house with a courtyard, surrounded by lush bamboo groves, creating a charming and secluded atmosphere.

This is a property passed down from Ouyang Wan's family. From the outside, the Orchid Grass Club looks ordinary, just a small building on an average street in Pudong. But inside, it is as luxurious as a top-tier five-star hotel.

As evening approached, sunlight streamed through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the Orchid Grass Club, filtering through the delicate gauze curtains and casting dappled, soft light and shadow on the expensive cashmere carpet in the second-floor lounge.

The air is filled with the unique aroma of fine fragrances, freshly ground coffee, and premium tea, creating a tranquil and luxurious atmosphere.

On the European-style sofa set by the window, Zhang Li, Gu Xixi, Song Yingxia, and Song Zhiqi, who had just seen Zheng Wanyi and Zhou Nanman off, were enjoying exquisite tea and snacks.

Zhang Li, dressed in a well-tailored Chanel off-white suit dress, leaned back in a large leather sofa with a languid and elegant posture.

Her slender fingers held the handle of the bone china teacup with a relaxed posture, while her right hand held a macaron, her eyes showing a hint of seriousness. That's just her personality; she works diligently when she's working and rests diligently when she's resting.

Gu Xi sat gracefully, dressed in a smart Max Mara camel-colored casual suit, her long hair neatly pulled back, revealing her smooth forehead and swan-like neck. She was slowly stirring the black tea in her bone china cup with a small silver spoon.

Her composed demeanor subtly made her the backbone of this small circle—after all, being based in Shenghai, she, to some extent, "managed" Song Yingxia, Song Zhiqi, and others. The two sisters were well aware of this.

Eighteen-year-old Song Yingxia sat quietly on a single sofa in the corner, wearing an elegant floral dress, like a budding jasmine. She lowered her head slightly, sipping the amber tea in her cup, her long eyelashes casting small fan-like shadows on her fair cheeks, making her appear somewhat reserved and shy.

She hardly ever speaks. Occasionally, she glances up at her sisters who are talking, her eyes clear yet tinged with a shy timidity.

Sitting next to Gu Xixi, Song Zhiqi presented a stark contrast to her sister. She resembled a brightly colored little bird, dressed in a trendy Gucci printed T-shirt and skirt, topped with limited-edition sneakers. Her ankles crossed, her posture charming and delicate.

Although his resentment towards Mr. "Jing Gao" at the midday banquet almost overflowed his wine glass, he restrained all his sharpness in front of Zhang Li and Gu Xixi, behaving unusually well-behaved and sensible.

She picked up a scone from the top of a small three-tiered pastry stand and handed it to Gu Xixi with a sweet smile: "Xixi, try this, it tastes very authentic. By the way, how are the accommodations at that Vanke school you mentioned?"

She heard that the best international schools in Shanghai weren't Vanke High School, but rather Harrow School, Wellington College, and Shanghai Ocean School, among others.

Gu Xixi took the scone, her lips slightly raised, and said with a smile, "Zhiqiu, you're planning to ask about this school, right?"

I visited it in person; it's located near Zhangjiang Science City in Pudong. It's a fully boarding, closed-management high school, established in 2017, and all the facilities are new.

The dormitory has been arranged for you and Yingxia in a double room. Brother Jing doesn't want you two sisters to study abroad.

Furthermore, we have no intention of having you renounce your Chinese citizenship. Several prestigious private schools in Shanghai only admit foreign students.

Song Yingxia glanced at it curiously, but was too embarrassed to ask the question that was on her mind.

Song Zhiqi didn't care about that and asked, "Sister Xixi, is there anything special about nationality?"

Gu Xixi took a sip of black tea and said, "By changing your nationality to that of a small African country, you can take the college entrance exam through a special overseas admissions channel. You can get into a very good university with a lower score. You'll have a chance to get into top universities like Peking University and Fudan University."

But there's no need for that, is there? You don't need all the resources in university to help you in life; Brother Jing is your biggest resource.

It's easy to gain citizenship abroad, but difficult to regain it.

Zhang Li casually interjected, "You all know Liu Yifei, the 'Fairy Sister,' right? With Brother Jing's intervention, her nationality has been changed to Chinese."

The two stunningly beautiful young women, each with a distinct temperament, suddenly understood and nodded in agreement.

So there's a way to bypass the strict college entrance examination system.

...

…While the four women were chatting, they were in a more private beauty room deep inside the club, filled with the warm aroma of essential oils.

Under soft lighting, two elegant and mature women were enjoying professional and gentle facial treatments on two side-by-side beauty beds. The only sounds in the air were soothing music and the soft hum of the equipment.

Zheng Wanyi and Zhou Nanman, two women who have matured with age and exude a sophisticated charm, had just finished a high-end treatment. The female technician packed up the equipment, quietly took her leave, and considerately closed the heavy soundproof door behind her.

The private room instantly fell into a quiet stillness, with only the two of them present. Zheng Wanyi sat up, pulling her silky nightgown tighter around her, revealing her well-maintained, fair and smooth neck. She turned her head to look at Zhou Nanman beside her, who was facing the vanity mirror, her fingertips lightly brushing her freshly treated, radiant cheeks.

Looking at Zheng Wanyi's radiant appearance in the mirror, especially the languid satisfaction that was unintentionally revealed in her eyebrows and eyes after being fully nourished, Zhou Nanman's heart stirred slightly.

She put down the mirror, turned around, and lowered her voice, carrying a hint of curiosity and probing, as well as an imperceptible loneliness characteristic of a mature woman:

"Sister Wanyi, you look radiant, you're practically glowing... With so many women in his life, how can he possibly manage?"

It goes without saying who this "he" refers to.

With so many beautiful women surrounding him, does that man still have the energy... or rather, is it worth it for her to completely accept her fate and abandon her last bit of pride?
Zheng Wanyi was exquisite and elegant, her pretty face radiant. Upon hearing this, she was slightly taken aback at first, then the corners of her lips curved into a knowing yet ambiguous smile.

Instead of answering directly, she threw the topic back at Zhou Nanman, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint in her eyes. Leaning slightly forward, she spoke in a softer, more intimate voice, "Nanman, you're so beautiful, with such a wonderful aura. Hasn't Xiao Jing already taken you yet?"

Zhou Nanman was a very beautiful woman, about the same height as her, with a slender and graceful figure. The allure of this thirty-five-year-old beauty was like the subtle fragrance of tea, lingering and captivating.

A blush instantly rose on Zhou Nanman's beautiful face. It wasn't entirely out of shyness, but rather a coquettish tone tinged with calculation: "Sister Wanyi, please stop teasing me. No matter how good I am, I can't compare to your graceful charm as a beauty from Jiangnan."

As she spoke, she sighed softly, with a hint of resignation in her voice, "My college teacher, Cao Zhuang, is now working under President Jing, doing his bidding. I guess I'll just be following President Jing like this for the rest of my life."

Her tone carried a hint of helplessness mixed with a sense of comforting dependence, "But what about you, sister? How did you two get together?"

Zheng Wanyi couldn't help but recall that somewhat farcical and dramatic beginning, and smiled slightly, a hint of self-deprecation and sweetness in her expression:

"Nanman, it's kind of funny when you think about it. Once, after I took a shower at Xixi's house, he saw my underwear left on the clothes hanger. It was just a misunderstanding, a series of coincidences… and then…"

She still trusted Zhou Nanman, and besides, the eldest sister didn't laugh at the second sister, and Zhou Nanman was in the same situation as her. So their relationship progressed rapidly, and they hit it off immediately.

She didn't elaborate, but the spring-like look in her eyes and the smile on her lips said it all.

Zhou Nanman smiled gently, offering no comment. The beautiful face reflected in the mirror exuded a captivating charm. Truly worthy of being the former number one beauty of Jinling!

Zheng Wanyi looked at the alluring beauty exuding a subtle fragrance. She was truly beautiful. Seeing the woman's troubled expression, she offered advice from the perspective of someone with experience, whispering:
“Nanman, sometimes you have to take the initiative in these matters. I just heard you say that the daily expenses of the three of you… don’t seem to be particularly tight?”

She stopped there, as she was too embarrassed to say too much.

Aunt Zheng has lived in a privileged environment since childhood, which makes her still seem somewhat innocent at this age.

Zhou Nanman thoughtfully pondered the word "proactive," her fingertips unconsciously tracing the edge of her silk nightgown. She smiled and sighed, "Actually, President Jing's monthly allowance isn't small. It's just that living a luxurious life is still a bit of a stretch."

Zheng Wanyi smiled understandingly, "I understand."

During their casual conversation, the two exchanged personal contact information and made plans to have fun together in the future, whether it was shopping or more private "communication".

(End of this chapter)