When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 23 - 0: No One Can Take It Away

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Chapter 23: Chapter 023: No One Can Take It Away

Pei Yan returned, the fierce aura around him had dissipated, and it wasn’t until He Qingzhou and the others exchanged glances that they finally relaxed.

Brother Yan had a violent temper, which was hard to control once it was provoked.

Just now, they had really worried that their leader might do something to Little Fairy.

But, man, his crush accepted a love letter from another guy and Brother Yan could endure that, sheesh, that’s really...

"Chen Jin."

"Eh?"

Pei Yan weighed the basketball in his hand, then forcefully slammed it towards Chen Jin, hitting him with a loud thump on his upper thigh.

"Brother Yan, what the hell are you playing at!" Chen Jin clutched his thigh and howled in pain, it missed his jewels by just a hair.

The boss was just too damn ruthless.

"Next time you dare exaggerate about her, I won’t be polite," Pei Yan said, smiling, and while he didn’t look angry, those who knew him were aware that this was often a precursor to his fury.

Seeing this, He Qingzhou quickly tried to smooth things over, "Chen Jin is so idle all day, and he’s got bad eyesight too. With his vision, if he goes to the internet cafe a few more times, he’s definitely going to go blind."

He mistook something for a love letter without seeing clearly, it would be weird if the boss didn’t smack him.

But Brother Yan’s level of concern for Little Fairy genuinely shocked the guys.

Feeling guilty, Chen Jin limped over to Pei Yan with a grin, "Brother Yan, I thought you were just playing around, so I didn’t take my words to heart, I swear, next time I see a guy getting close to Little Fairy, I will—"

"Don’t disturb her, she’s mine, and no one can take her away."

Pei Yan finished his last sip of soda, crushed the can with one hand, and threw it into a trash bin a few meters away without even looking.

As his long legs stepped over the others, he turned his head to them and reminded, "Starting next week, we’re practicing two more hours each night." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

They had to win the upcoming high school league.

...His lonely figure receded, and the faint scent of cypress lingered in the air.

Xu Kanfeng swallowed hard, lamenting, "Two hours, Brother Yan wants to work himself to death, and then have us all join him!"

Mid-next month, basketball teams from five high schools in Rong City would gather at Yunzhong. It wasn’t a major event, but the reason Pei Yan cared so much was because Lin Zhen was returning to the country that day.

Even with just a one in ten thousand chance, he was willing to believe she would come to Yunzhong just to glance at him.

He Qingzhou knew a bit about the insider information, but he dared not spread Brother Yan’s family matters around. So practice it is, practice until they’re out of commission, and then utterly crush the team next door when the time comes.

...

Tang Xing had been holding back all the way, wanting to ask but not knowing where to start, the mix of curiosity and horror in his heart lingered until they reached Qinyuan Building.

At this moment, many students were flocking in groups towards the bulletin board downstairs, as the rankings for the monthly test were apparently posted.

Such moments were most thrilling for students with above-average grades, like Tang Xing, who finally made it to the front of the crowd, pulling Jiang Shuyao with all his might.

"Hey, look, this time there are two people tied for first place."

"Yeah, I know who Lu Chen is, but I’ve never heard of the other one."

"Jiang Shuyao just transferred to Yunzhong not long ago, she directly dropped into Class Six, hadn’t attended a class before taking the monthly test, and scored first in the grade as soon as she took it, awesome!"

"Gosh, Lu Chen was scary enough, and now there’s another one, we’ll have a battle of gods to watch from now on."

"..."

Surrounded by the chattering, as the desk mate of the one who ranked first in the grade, Tang Xing straightened his back with vicarious pride, his face beaming.

After marveling for a while and seeing his own ranking, he clenched his fist and let out a triumphant "oh yeah."

"Yaoyao, you really are my lucky star, I used to always be stuck between 50 and 55, but with you here, I’ve shot up to 43, ha ha, should we go out and celebrate tonight?"

His desk mate jumped around with excitement, and Jiang Shuyao was happy for her, "Your improvement in grades is the result of your own efforts, keep it up, aim for the top ten next time."

The top ten, huh.

Tang Xing weakly stuck out his tongue, the names that dominated the top ten year-round flashing through his mind.

Heh, dream on.