Campus Ace Girl-Chapter 380 - 381: From Now On, You Will be My Personal Pet!
Gu Anxi finished a game, dripping in sweat. Fang Ming kindly dropped her off at Yunxi Hospital.
Gu Anxi waved her hand, "Thanks, Campus Belle."
Fang Ming’s expression darkened.
From the backseat, Wang Qin spoke in a low voice, "Is she talking about you?"
"What do you think?" Fang Ming ground his teeth in reply.
Wang Qin responded clearly, "It’s definitely not me."
"Well, it’s good you know." Fang Ming hmphed impatiently and glanced at Wang Qin in the rearview mirror. She had a sweet, round face and was petite, weighing probably under a hundred pounds. A tiny little thing.
He started the car again, "Can I drop you off?"
Wang Qin, who had never been treated so courteously, hurriedly waved her hands, "No need, no need, really. I can get back on my own."
"Running on those short little legs of yours?" Fang Ming deliberately teased her, enjoying her reaction.
Particularly when she clearly knew she was being teased, wanted to get angry but didn’t dare, and just ducked her head looking very docile—this appealed to his wicked sense of humor...
Fang Ming’s mood improved, and he decided to let the earlier matter slide. He coughed lightly to get her attention, "Hey, pet, I have a question for you."
"I’m not a pet," Wang Qin protested, her small face turning red.
Fang Ming ignored her and continued, "You... you don’t have romantic feelings for Gu Anxi, do you?"
Wang Qin exclaimed, "Of course not! I’m straight."
Fang Ming quietly glanced at her in the rearview mirror again and remained silent, prompting Wang Qin to continue speaking, "Actually, I like handsome men too. Professor Bo is very good-looking, and so is Second Uncle Bo..."
Fang Ming interrupted her, "Second Uncle Bo? He’s in his late thirties—that’s an old man, okay? You’re into that type?"
Wang Qin replied in a small voice, "But Second Uncle Bo has a Dark aura, don’t you think?"
"That’s just a trick to fool young girls," Fang Ming warned her sternly. "You’d better not like older men like him, or else..."
Or else what? Wang Qin stared at him.
As Fang Ming drove, he said, "I’ll have my dad tell your dad, and have him break your legs!"
Wang Qin yelped softly and shrank back into her seat. He’s too fierce!!! She would tell Anxi to deal with him!
Seeing the ’death stare’ from his ’little pet’ in the rearview mirror, Fang Ming laughed. "Give your home a call and tell them you’re out for dinner."
Wang Qin bit her lip. "I won’t call."
"Should I do it for you?" Fang Ming menaced. "Don’t think I’m asking you out on a date. I just want to teach you a lesson on how to stay away from middle-aged men."
"But I don’t want to get close to an immature brat like you either!" Wang Qin whimpered and then angrily threw her bag to the side.
Fang Ming was intrigued by this. After a while, he asked softly, "Hey, if someone is powerful enough, can they be your master?"
"I’m a person, not a pet," Wang Qin said, feeling like crying.
Fang Ming likes Gu Mingzhu and Anxi... he-he-he’s not going to start liking *me* now, is he?
Fang Ming was outraged. She actually dared to scorn him!
So, he resolutely took her... to the Fang family’s house for dinner.
Madam Fang and Director Fang were both surprised and delighted. They were surprised that their son... had yet *another* girl he fancied, but delighted that he had finally moved on from his past heartbreak. However, this little girl seemed to be Gu Anxi’s ’pet’ from Qingcheng! And her looks could only be described as merely pretty.
During dinner, Madam Fang sighed constantly. Wang Qin, ever observant, took a deep bow before leaving and said to Madam Fang, "Auntie Fang, please don’t worry. I don’t like Fang Ming!"
Madam Fang’s worry turned to joy. "You’re such a good child!"
Fang Ming’s expression, however, turned thoroughly grim—
What does she mean... ’I don’t like Fang Ming’? It’s not like *he* ever said he liked *her*, did he?
On the way to her place, the sports car sped along. Wang Qin, sitting beside him, clutched her bag cautiously and said, "Fang Ming, can you drive a little slower?"
He shot her a glance before slowing down the car.
After thinking for a while, Wang Qin spoke again, her tone earnest, "It’s not right to like so many people. You’ll be called fickle."
Fang Ming was about to go insane. "I just took you home for dinner! I don’t like you!"
"Oh, that’s good," Wang Qin murmured. "Although you’re handsome and get good grades, you’re really not my type."
Fang Ming suddenly turned his head and smiled. "I’m handsome?"
Bullseye!
Wang Qin’s small face flushed red, and she lowered her head, falling silent.
Fang Ming’s mood improved greatly. He drove very, very slowly and even played some music.
Later, not only did Wang Qin’s face turn red, but her heartbeat also accelerated, and her fingers were twisting her bag so hard they nearly tore it.
At ten o’clock in the evening, the sports car SQUEALED to a stop in front of her apartment building. She was about to get out when he held her back.
Fang Ming leaned over to undo her seatbelt, his voice low as he asked, "Are all people from Qingcheng such hypocrites?"
Remembering their previous conflicts, Wang Qin glared at him.
Fang Ming looked at her round eyes, glistening with moisture, and her small, pale face, which he found surprisingly cute.
They were in the car; he was young and full of vigor, and she had told him many times she didn’t like him... As if driven by some inexplicable impulse, he lowered his head and gently brushed his lips against hers.
Wang Qin felt as if she had been electrocuted.
With his hand hovering protectively over her small head, his voice slightly husky, he said, "From now on, be my pet only."
AH...
Wang Qin was petrified.
"Your mom doesn’t like me," she babbled incoherently.
Fang Ming couldn’t help but tap her lightly on the head. "It’s enough that *I* like you."
Wang Qin clutched her small bag. "But I think you’re kind of a playboy."
Fang Ming’s face darkened. "I’ve never even been in a relationship! Hurry up, think about it, and say yes!"
Wang Qin whimpered. His face was so close, and he was such a virile young man.
In the end, he couldn’t wait any longer. Cupping her small face, he kissed her fiercely...
By the time Wang Qin got upstairs to her apartment, it was nearly eleven o’clock.
「...」
「The next day, a piece of news spread throughout Beicheng University.」
Fang Ming announced he was relinquishing his nickname ’Campus Belle’—almost as if it were a joke—and said he was passing it to Gu Mingzhu.
The students of Beicheng University figured Fang Ming was giving up on Gu Anxi, the campus heartthrob, and had decided to pursue Gu Mingzhu instead. After all, Gu Anxi had a boyfriend, while Gu Mingzhu was still single...
Not only did others think so, but Gu Mingzhu also believed it. Therefore, when she ran into Fang Ming at noon, she kicked a pebble and, tilting her head up, asked, "Fang Ming, would you like to accompany me for a walk?"
Fang Ming looked at her in surprise, then said slowly, "I’m busy. Why don’t you ask someone else?"
Gu Mingzhu bit her lip. "Gu Anxi has a boyfriend."
"I know." Fang Ming’s voice was nonchalant as he continued, "Gu Mingzhu, you’ve never actually considered being my girlfriend, have you? So why lead me on? Is it amusing to you?"
Gu Mingzhu’s face paled slightly. She hadn’t expected Fang Ming to know what she was thinking.
Fang Ming smiled again, a knowing look in his eyes, then turned and walked away.
