When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 182: Men Aren’t as Bad as You Think
Old Man Jiang appeared calm, unscrewing his thermos and taking a sip of water, "Who’s the hero behind this? Stand up, let me see."
Jiang Shuyao sat in the front row, closing her eyes, wishing she were dead.
In a few breaths, people looked around, watching a figure stand up slowly in a corner.
The air froze for two seconds.
The classroom then filled with a rising and falling of whistles.
"This won’t do, Boss. Need to kneel on a keyboard."
"Exactly, it’s not enough."
"Kneel on the keyboard, sing ’Conquer’."
"..."
Humph, so it was the class representative who did this.
Old Man Jiang made a disdainful snort through his nose and shook his head, "What is this childish nonsense."
Jiang Shuyao quietly hung her head.
That truly voiced her thoughts.
Soon, He Shumiao whispered with a gossipy tone, "Yaoyao, did you have a fight with Pei Yan?"
"No."
She had just ignored him for two whole days.
Only two days, and he was already going mad, she didn’t know whether to cry or laugh.
After class, Pei Yan slouched next to her, their two roommates voluntarily making space and swiftly moving to the second row.
In her peripheral vision, she could still see He Shumiao stretching her neck curiously.
"How do you see my performance just now?" he asked casually.
The large hand below began to become restless.
Jiang Shuyao focused on the computer, methodically typing code.
After finishing the last line and returning the output, she said mockingly without a smile, "Childish."
The hand that reached her knee paused slightly, then, through the denim, gently caressed.
She suppressed the urge to explode, pounding the mouse a few times as a silent warning.
Having circled lightly, Pei Yan subtly furrowed his brow, "It’s so cold today, how come you’re only wearing a single pair of pants?"
Pfft.
He Shumiao sprayed out water from the back row.
In full public view, was he really making such suggestive comments?
Forget it, peeking at others flirting wasn’t decent, He Shumiao tugged Fang Wei beside her, signaling to leave.
Danger up front. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Just from the glances Boss Pei had just swept over, she knew her life was on the line if she made another peep.
With the roommates gone, the back rows instantly emptied.
Jiang Shuyao stiffened, wishing she could crawl into a crack in the ground.
The hand on her knee continued upward, through the denim fabric, that stimulating burn spread along her capillary veins to all her touch nerves.
"Pei Yan."
Jiang Shuyao called out to him.
If one listened closely, they could detect a tremor of indignation in her voice.
"Princess, are you still angry?"
"I’m not angry."
Hmm.
Pei Yan nonchalantly nodded, his cool fingers slipping under the lace hem of her blouse, and Jiang Shuyao’s tightly wound nerves suddenly snapped.
She turned her head, blushing, and glared at him furiously.
"Don’t push your luck!"
Pei Yan merely smirked, tilting his head to glance at the laptop screen in front of her, his voice tinged with traces of fatigue, "For two whole days, not answering calls, ignoring messages, do I need a key to the girls’ dorm to climb to the balcony outside room 618 late at night to serenade you with ’Conquer’?"
Jiang Shuyao fell silent, not speaking.
It wasn’t a big deal at first, she indeed felt annoyed, but it wasn’t enough to warrant a cold war for two days.
What really upset her was an incident involving the training program’s list of participants.
A week had passed, and many students who had joined the base to earn extra credits began to quit one after another.
Not just students from other departments, even many from the same department, could only endure for three days before they started to complain bitterly.
The project was too difficult, just learning the basics and then having to build such complex programs, it was expected that many would be discouraged by the few experienced members.
A few days ago, Jiang Xubai was preparing for the afternoon training session when he checked the remaining list of participants and noticed something strange.
There was a girl in the class named Zhong Yuan, who had almost never shown up at the base, had zero attendance for the training, but her name was written on the project list, and in the column for credit application, there was Boss Pei’s sloppy signature glinting brightly.
At that time, Pei Yan wasn’t at the base, so Jiang Xubai wondered if someone was cheating and took it to Jiang Shuyao to verify.
When she looked, it was indeed the genuine article; his ugly handwriting was something not just anyone could mimic.
In the entire department, everyone else knew the difficulty and retreated, only Zhong Yuan remained steadfastly signed up, and even more, it was with the knowledge and agreement of the management.
Lately, Jiang Shuyao had been busy preparing for her art class exams and had to find time to work on the project at the base, so naturally, she didn’t have time for idle thoughts.
But it was unbearable when someone didn’t take her seriously at all, not explaining Zhong Yuan’s situation was bad enough, let alone staying out for three consecutive nights.
Don’t ask her how she knew; once again, it was thanks to Jiang Xubai.
The two shared a dormitory room, and Jiang Xubai, being the dorm leader, always called her whenever someone couldn’t be found.
Jiang Shuyao asked Pei Yan on WeChat, and he said he was with Chen Jin and He Qingzhou.
She didn’t take it to heart, thinking it was good for him to relax a bit since he was always busy with the base.
But on the night of the third day, she casually saw a post by Chen Jin in his Moments, and the location was, the tattoo shop in Seaside City.
Ha.
She kept waiting for him to explain.
Yet for two whole days, there was no word from him.
Later he thought to call her, but by then it was too late.
Seeing the two characters flickering on the screen, Jiang Shuyao had wanted countless times to seize the moment to block that number.
But her rational side told her to hold on a bit longer.
Holding out until today, when someone, cornered, put on such a show.
The class had ended a while ago, and most likely, everyone had already left the classroom.
It was very quiet around.
Jiang Shuyao regained her composure and looked at him steadily, asking, "What’s the relationship between Chen Jin and the tattoo shop’s Wen Lin?"
She didn’t directly confront him but chose a roundabout way, to see if this guy would understand.
Their eyes met, and many things had changed.
For the first time, Pei Yan saw restraint in the girl’s eyes.
Gradually, he also realized what was happening, placed his large hand behind her head, and drew her close.
Pei Yan slightly bowed his head, touching his forehead to hers, and spoke in a softer tone, "Princess, if something’s bothering you, you should speak up promptly. Holding it in for two days not only tortures yourself but also makes it tough for me."
The girl gently lifted her eyes, her clear gaze nearly melting him.
"Stop overthinking, what man would be as bad as you imagine?"
Hm, not bad.
Running off to the tattoo shop in the dead of night, giving special treatment to other girls, that’s some explanation.
Thinking this, Jiang Shuyao felt her eyes start to redden, and she sniffed.
That small gesture instantly flustered Pei Yan, who held her face and kissed her deeply.
"No crying, I haven’t done anything to hurt you."
In the classroom, in broad daylight, Jiang Shuyao still had her senses about her and lightly pushed him away, "I’m not crying, just a bit of a cold."
After saying that, he kissed her again.
"I, I’m not crying."
"Hm, pass me your cold, I want to sniffle too."
"..."
