The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 227

Chapter 227: The friend you mentioned… is him?
“Heh!”

“Ha!”

“Watch your footing! What about the stance I taught you?”

“Bang!!”

“Your hands! Protect your vitals first, did you even understand that?”

“Bang!”

“Get up! Again!”

“Boom!!”

“How can a man not stand firm? Again!”

“Bang!!”

Sam spent a delightful evening as a human punching bag.

Of course, compared to last time, Aurora was much gentler and didn’t use her full strength, but the pressure on Sam was still quite evident.

Sam came to train with a strong desire to learn. Despite the bruises on his body, he indeed picked up some useful techniques. Aurora’s method of direct sparring as instruction turned out to be more effective.

No need for tedious theoretical explanations, just hands-on practice, making Sam’s experience more intuitive.

In fact, Sam was quite suited to this approach, given his physical resilience. Although his skills were lacking, his ability to take a beating made him one of the best human punching bags in the world.

And Aurora seemed to really enjoy hitting him.

The coaches watching nearby were utterly shocked.

“Is he not dead yet?”

“How can he withstand that? Why is his defense so strong?”

“He can still laugh after that? Tsk tsk, I feel the pain for him.”

When it finally ended, Aurora was drenched in sweat, which soaked her dark sports tank top, with droplets trailing down her collarbone and slipping into her cleavage, clinging to her breasts.

Sam was also sweating profusely, gulping down water.

“How do you feel? Not too bad, right?” Aurora wiped her face with a towel, her ponytail swaying slightly at the back of her head.

Sam set his water bottle aside and glanced at her. “I’m okay, you must have enjoyed that, huh?”

Aurora paused for a moment.

“Well, how should I put it? Beating up a womanizer actually feels pretty good. We should practice more often. I find catching criminals not so thrilling anymore. How about you commit a crime sometime for me to catch you?”

“No need for that, I’m already your punching bag, now you want me to commit a crime too? That’s just terrible.”

“Lol… I was just joking. How could I watch someone close to me walk down the path of crime?”

“I knew you were joking.”

“Alright, I’m going to take a shower. You should wash up too, and then we can go grab some food. I’m getting hungry.”

Aurora stood up. Her legs were incredibly strong, exuding a solid sense of power, yet her well-proportioned, elastic skin added a unique allure.

Moreover, her physique was near perfect due to her rigorous training regimen, with a perky backside and a slender waistline—a perfect combination.

However, Sam’s mind wasn’t on these attributes; he was preoccupied with the upcoming weekend.

Angel had invited all the club members to her house for a visit.

Sam had to face not only Angel but also Sophie and Isabella…

What should he do?

Sam didn’t know and hadn’t come up with an effective plan yet.

…

Sam went to the bathroom to take a shower, washing off the sweat and feeling very comfortable all over.

Aurora had also changed her clothes.

Seeing Sam come out, she jingled the car keys wrapped around her finger.

“Let’s go, time to eat.”

Sam thought for a moment and asked, “Where are we eating?”

Aurora smiled mysteriously at Sam.

“Don’t worry, someone has already made the choice for us, so no need for decision paralysis.”

“Someone else?”

Sam frowned, feeling uneasy about the strange smile on Aurora’s face.

Aurora nodded.

“Yeah, a friend. I’ve already told her I’d be bringing a friend along. Don’t worry, she’s a beauty.”

Sam sighed.

“Right now, I’m not the least bit interested in beauties.”

“Really?” Aurora clearly didn’t believe Sam could say such a thing.

Sam nodded earnestly.

“Of course, it’s true. A guy like me should have lofty ideals and grand ambitions, not be caught up between money and lust… Do you have a photo of your friend?”

“Heh, I don’t have a photo, but you’ll see when we get there, won’t you?”

Sam and Aurora got into the car, speeding along the road. Although there was no real blood relation between her and Mia, they still had similarities.

For instance, both enjoyed driving fast with the windows down.

It was already a windy season, and the wind through the car windows made Sam feel like his hair was about to be blown away.

Sam stretched out his hand to feel the wind… “This must be at least a D-cup speed.”

Aurora laughed. “Cup size used to describe speed?”

Sam nodded.

“Of course, forty, sixty, eighty miles per hour—the wind you feel when you stick your hand out feels like touching different cup sizes.”

“Where did you learn such bizarre knowledge?”

“From a movie.”

Sam couldn’t remember which movie exactly, but he was sure it was a real thing. He had always believed it, and now that he tried it, it seemed to make sense; the sensation was somewhat similar.

Aurora rolled her eyes.

“Young man, you should read more books and watch fewer of those kinds of movies.”

Sam withdrew his hand, smiling at her.

“Officer Aurora, what kind of movies are you referring to? Pornographic movies?”

Aurora’s face turned slightly red.

“I meant legitimate movies, of course!”

“Really? Why do I feel like you’re lying?”

“If you keep talking nonsense, do you believe I’ll floor the gas pedal and we can die together?”

“No, no, no, just joking…”

Aurora huffed.

“Don’t you know some people just can’t take a joke?”

“Why can your sister joke around then?”

This question had been bothering Sam for a long time because Mia seemed to dare to say anything to Sam, especially in ‘dreams’.

Aurora seemed to think of something.

“Right, how have things been with her lately?”

“What do you mean ‘how have things been’? We’re just ordinary employees and boss.”

“Is it really just that?”

Aurora looked skeptical.

Sam hesitated, wondering whether to tell her about Mia’s special abilities, but after thinking it over, he decided against it.

After all, for Mia, these were secrets, and divulging them might not be beneficial. Besides, Sam didn’t know Aurora well enough to predict how she might react if she knew, and… now he also had to be cautious of this woman possibly having special powers.

Although it seemed unlikely with Aurora, Mia had proven that any charismatic woman who appeared around Sam could pose such a risk.

So Sam asked.

“By the way, have you had any strange dreams lately? Like nightmares?”

Aurora gave Sam a curious look.

“Dreams? Why bring that up all of a sudden, can you interpret dreams?”

Sam shook his head.

“Nothing, just that I’ve been having nightmares lately.”

“That must be because you’ve been up to no good, Sam. I hope you’re not doing anything illegal or disorderly, because it would really break my heart to have to arrest you myself.”

Seeing Aurora’s demeanor and response, Sam guessed that Mia hadn’t used her powers on her sister. It seemed he was the only ‘lucky’ one.

“I’m asking you, has my sister shown any peculiar behavior lately, or said anything about me?”

Sam shook his head.

“Don’t worry, it seems like nothing has changed. She’s still the same, and our interactions are pretty much the same.”

Of course, excluding what happened in the dreams.

They soon arrived at their destination. Aurora slowly brought the car to a stop but didn’t turn off the engine immediately; instead, she turned to look at Sam.

“Is that so? Is your relationship with her really that ordinary?”

Sam noticed a change in her gaze, which now carried a hint of pressure, giving him the feeling of being interrogated like a criminal.

Was it a professional hazard, or did she simply not believe some of what Sam was saying?

Sam felt no guilt, as his feelings towards Mia hadn’t changed much.

So he nodded calmly.

“Yeah. There’s nothing else, just that. So if Officer Aurora is looking for a breakthrough, she’ll have to think of something herself. I really can’t offer much help.”

She locked eyes with Sam. Her sharp gaze seemed capable of piercing into one’s soul, as if endowed with a magical power.

But soon, Aurora gave up her scrutinizing look and voluntarily turned off the car.

“Alright, I understand. Though you say that, I still hope you can help wherever possible. She’s not getting any younger, and I hope she has a home, even if it’s not a complete one, but at least… even if it’s broken, it’s still a haven.”

Sam unbuckled his seatbelt and opened the car door.

“I’ll do my best, but I can’t guarantee any results.”

Aurora and Sam got out of the car together.

Sam, dressed in casual attire, and the tall woman in a loose overcoat and black trousers made an odd pair, looking like an older sister taking her younger brother out shopping.

“Do I know this friend you mentioned?”

Sam walked to the door, suddenly feeling a bit uneasy. He didn’t think Aurora would casually introduce him to so-called friends. She must have had some purpose in bringing him here, but what that purpose was, he didn’t yet know.

Aurora gave a slight smile.

“How would I know if you two are acquainted? All I know is that I’ve known her for a long time.”

“Then why bring me along if you know her?”

Aurora led the way, her hand reaching out to open the door. The wind lifted her hair, perfectly framing her beautiful face under the night sky.

She glanced at the sky, then back at a puzzled Sam, and smiled slightly.

“What if I told you that she kept talking about setting me up with a boyfriend, and I got so tired of it that I lied about having found one? But she insisted I bring him over for her to meet, so I chose you. Does that make you feel any better?”

Sam responded with a resigned tone.

“Come on, Officer Aurora, you’re a cop. Are we really doing this cliché setup?”

Aurora shrugged nonchalantly.

“What does being a cop have to do with it? Even though I’m a cop, I’m not some paragon of absolute justice. It’s not odd for me to take some unconventional measures once in a while.”

“Is that really the case?”

“Of course, I’m kidding. I wouldn’t do something so childish. Anyway, we’re at the door now, so consider this my treat for a meal. I’m not going to harm you, right?”

With a smile, Aurora grabbed Sam’s arm and pulled him into the restaurant.

The restaurant’s decor was upscale, with spacious booths, but apart from the soothing music, there was hardly any loud conversation, naturally creating a sophisticated atmosphere.

Quickly, Aurora found a spot and led Sam over.

They walked past a booth, and Aurora’s friend was sitting at the farthest seat. She was looking down, her long, slightly curled hair obscuring her face.

Sam felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this figure, this aura, even this hairstyle… Why did it seem so familiar?

And then Aurora spoke, “Alright, here we are. I brought a friend along. You don’t mind, do you?”

The figure then lifted her head.

She saw Sam, and Sam saw her.

Their gazes collided in the not-so-large booth, silent yet explosive like an atomic bomb in their hearts!

Sam’s eyes widened.

“Ms. Alice?!”

Alice also lifted her head, her eyes narrowing momentarily, her tone intriguing. “The friend you mentioned… is him?”

Aurora looked at them both, surprised.

“Eh? You know each other? I had no idea.”

Sam seemed still to be piecing things together, his mind racing with various snippets of information.

Firstly, Aurora and Alice knew each other? Perhaps even as long-time friends?

Then, had Alice ever mentioned him to Aurora? Did Aurora truly know nothing about his relationship with Alice?

If she did know, then what was her purpose in bringing him here?

Alice turned to Aurora first.

“I remember telling you his name, didn’t I? So you knew each other already?”

Alice’s expression was somewhat displeased, as if feeling deceived or kept in the dark.

Aurora chuckled.

“Why so serious? He and I have no special connection; I just wanted to confirm if he was the ‘boy’ you mentioned. After all, his name is quite common. What if it was a case of mistaken identity?”

Alice squinted slightly.

“You’re a cop, and with the information I gave you, you should have figured it out long ago, right?”

Aurora sighed resignedly and spread her hands.

“Alright, I admit it, I did indeed confirm that he was the boy you were talking about.”

“What is your relationship with him then?”

Sam could clearly see the change in Alice’s demeanor; any matter involving him seemed to make the women around him particularly sensitive.

Aurora slowly took a seat, seemingly unfazed by the change in Alice’s tone.

“Don’t worry, you’re my good friend. After all these years, knowing your relationship with him, would I still do something like this? You really don’t trust me enough.”

Alice let out a slight sigh of relief, then shook her head.

“I just want to know why you specifically brought him to meet me, and why you didn’t tell me earlier that you already knew each other.”

Sam had no chance to interject; he just stood awkwardly at the doorway.

He gently closed the door and then took a seat opposite the two women.

Too bad there’s no popcorn, he thought. Watching these two women spar while munching on popcorn would have been quite enjoyable.

Aurora shrugged.

“Well, I’m telling you now… I just needed his help with something, but I don’t want to reveal too much about it yet. I’d rather wait until things are a bit more certain before I tell you.”

Alice slightly furrowed her brow.

“It’s about your sister, isn’t it? Does he know your sister too?”

Alice’s keenness didn’t surprise Sam at all, given her background in a family of psychologists and her sharp intelligence.

Aurora nodded.

“Isn’t it strange? This special student you mentioned not only met me by chance but also knows my sister. Should we marvel at how small Kuhang is, or perhaps… maybe this is the bond that fate has in store for us?”

No, it’s all because of this damned game world.

Sam leaned back in his chair and sighed softly.

Alice seemed to calm down, her tone returning to normal, though she still harbored some doubts.

“So, about your sister and him…”

“Don’t worry, there’s nothing going on. They just have a part-time clerk and boss relationship. I asked about it when they came.”

Alice immediately turned to Sam.

“You’ve been working part-time? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

Sam was taken aback, wondering how the focus had shifted to him so quickly. Was this the tacit understanding between women?

“Ms. Alice, you never asked me…”

Alice glared at Sam, her eyes clearly conveying a message: We’ll settle this later!

Sam just gave an innocently harmless smile, appearing naive.

After all, there were plenty of people waiting to settle scores with him; she might as well take a number.

On his way here, Sam had sent Angel a dozen explanatory messages, but she hadn’t replied, clearly upset.

Aurora watched Sam and Alice with a smile.

“Why are you so concerned about this student? It’s not like the philosophy you’ve always preached.”

Alice blushed slightly. When pouring out her feelings to others, there was always a bit of embellishment, wasn’t there?

“Stop talking nonsense. By the way, I’ve already ordered the food; it should be here soon.”

“Did you order drinks?”

Aurora blinked.

Alice glanced at Sam, then nodded with a mischievous smile.

“Of course, we can skip everything else, but how can we not have drinks?”

Sam was stunned.

“Drinks with dinner?”

“Of course, don’t tell me you can’t drink,” Alice immediately retorted.

Sam helplessly responded, “Is it appropriate for a teacher to encourage her student to drink?”

Alice narrowed her eyes at Sam.

“Fine, let’s go to the school office and have a private chat now, or have a few drinks here. You choose.”

Sam took a deep breath.

“You’re forcing me?”

“Yes, I am forcing you.”

“Fine! Today, neither Ms. Alice nor I will leave this room until one of us can’t stand!”

Sam wasn’t cowed, nor was he reacting to reverse psychology.

He looked at the two women, who seemed to be smirking triumphantly, and almost burst out laughing internally.

Today, if he doesn’t get both of them drunk, he’ll change his name and never call himself Sam again!