When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 94 - 0: Don’t Mess with Her
Time flew quickly, especially when solving math problems while listening to music, with beautiful melodies flowing through her ears, clarifying her thoughts on the solutions.
At the sound of the class bell, Tang Xing hurriedly reached out to help her remove her headphones.
"Yaoyao, hurry and pack up, let’s go to the back street for some fried yogurt."
She was about to say that she needed to stay for a while to attend the physics competition training, but Lu Chen timely interjected, "Everyone’s got something on tonight, so the training’s been canceled at the last minute."
Canceled?
Jiang Shuyao looked at him skeptically.
Lu Chen smiled, "Don’t believe me? Go ask them."
It wasn’t that she didn’t trust him, it was just strange.
The team members didn’t seem like the type to slack off between days of work, and they were already lethargic before the official start?
Tang Xing was undoubtedly the most excited, "Yaoyao, I’ll go to the restroom first, hurry up, I’ll wait for you on the second floor."
That girl slung her backpack over her shoulder and ran out the door, becoming the first person to dash out of the classroom.
Jiang Shuyao shook her head with a smile, packed up the MP3 with the intention of returning it to Lu Chen.
"Keep it with you for now, you can give it back to me after the competition is over."
Seeing her confusion, Lu Chen added, "The school will start a master one-on-one competition analysis class later, and you’ll need it for recording."
Yunzhong was a private school that wasn’t so strict about cell phone management.
But it was a firm rule not to bring phones into class, so although everyone played with them secretly, they kept silent or were extremely discreet.
The MP3 had a recording function, was small and portable and could be listened to at any time, but most importantly, the school did permit its open and above-board use.
Jiang Shuyao didn’t refuse and thanked him before putting the device into her backpack.
Winter nights were cold, and in Rong City, temperatures had been dropping continuously, with only a few degrees Celsius left by this time of the evening.
At the corner of the second floor, Jiang Shuyao stood by the window waiting for Tang Xing.
Now that evening self-study was over, many students from different classes would pass by here.
The girl stood quietly with her backpack, unaware that many passing by couldn’t help but glance at her.
She was beautiful and youthful with vitality.
What was most rare was that she wasn’t wearing her school uniform today; her light pink down jacket paired with short snow boots gave off a uniquely fresh vibe.
Pei Yan strolled lazily from the first floor, and when he looked up, his steps faltered. He didn’t continue upstairs and leaned against the railing instead, admiring the girl’s quiet and gentle figure from behind.
The gaze on her back was so intense, Jiang Shuyao felt it and turned around, meeting the boy’s dark eyes directly.
She was momentarily stunned, then called out with confusion, "Pei Yan?"
She hadn’t expected Pei Yan to come up to find her, as they usually met directly at the school gate or bus station.
What was going on today?
With one hand in his pocket and his backpack draped loosely over his shoulder, Pei Yan lifted his chin to signal her, "Let’s go."
The girl didn’t move, saying she was waiting for someone.
Without needing to ask, Pei Yan knew who she was waiting for. He turned his face, opened a bottle of soda, and asked her, "Are you coming to my place tonight?"
Tang Xing, who had just washed her hands and come out of the restroom, was startled by his words, as if her soul had left her body.
Ah, this.
It seemed she had heard something she shouldn’t have.
Tang Xing turned away dejectedly, wondering if she should sneak back and pretend to come out later.
Before she could even finish the thought, Jiang Shuyao’s soft voice came from behind, "Wake up."
The person in question spoke with a steady tone, her eyes as clear as a glassy lake.
Mea culpa, mea culpa.
Tang Xing thoroughly despised himself, what was he thinking, how could Yaoyao possibly have anything to do with Boss Pei—
"I didn’t bring my keys, did you?"
Jiang Shuyao, not noticing her deskmate’s reaction, turned back and picked up on what Pei Yan had just said.
As Tang Xing stood there, dumbstruck, he saw the person downstairs calmly shift their gaze away and stride toward the lower floors, "Still the same old place."
Their conversation, to the ears of passersby, seemed vague and full of passion.
But all this was just the most ordinary daily chatter between two neighbors, nothing could be more normal.
Pei Yan deliberately slowed his pace that evening, apparently accommodating the person behind him.
Upon leaving Qinyuan Building, he took out his phone and made a call. It seemed that the person on the other end was doing all the talking, with Pei Yan remaining silent throughout. After just half a minute, he hung up.
Tang Xing was thinking about the fried yogurt shop in the back street, pulling Jiang Shuyao along faster and faster. As they passed the back door, he caught sight of a girl standing there, shadowy and somehow familiar.
Just as they brushed past, the girl suddenly yelled in their direction, "I’m sorry, Jiang Shuyao."
Tang Xing turned on his phone’s flashlight, shining it on the girl’s face to see who it was, and gasped in surprise, "Oh no."
The girl’s eyes were red and swollen, her face smeared with grime, and her school uniform was disheveled and wretched, making her look like a specter.
"Jiang Shuyao, I know I was wrong, I’ll stay far away from you from now on, I’m begging you to let me go, please get Boss Pei to let me off."
Jiang Shuyao recognized her; she was the vocational school girl who had spread rumors on the online forum.
She had already apologized before, so why again...
Jiang Shuyao furrowed her brows, casting an incredulous look at the person who had remained silent behind her.
Pei Yan stood under the streetlight, his face emotionless, his gaze undoubtedly icy cold.
Faced with the girl’s silent questioning, he tugged at the corner of his lips, his chilling gaze turning to the vocational school girl putting on a desperate act.
With a frosty smile, "Who told you to come here?"
The girl was so frightened she didn’t dare lift her eyes.
Shen Man had told her that this was her last resort if she wanted to survive in vocational school.
If she didn’t do as Shen Man said, she’d soon be expelled from school.
And if she were really expelled, her dad would definitely break her legs.
The girl began to speak with trepidation, "I was just hot-headed at the time, I won’t dare again, really, I truly won’t."
This was the back entrance, with fewer students coming and going, but that didn’t mean there were none.
By now, quite a few eyes had turned their gaze here, and Jiang Shuyao frowned at the girl, "You’d better go back now, I accepted your apology earlier, which means I won’t pursue the matter any further."
After stating this, she looked toward Pei Yan, wanting him to take a stand.
Pei Yan spoke up icily, "If I really wanted to do something, she would be in the hospital by now."
He then gave a final warning to the girl, "Scram, and don’t make me say it twice."
The girl’s psychological defenses were already weak, unable to withstand repeated intimidation. In any case, she had achieved her goal; Shen Man should keep her promise and have the Shen Family speak on her behalf to the school.
As long as she wasn’t expelled, she was willing to do anything.
The incident ended so abruptly that Jiang Shuyao and Tang Xing didn’t even have time to regain their composure before the vocational school girl hurried away from the Yunzhong back door.
As an onlooker, Tang Xing couldn’t help but swallow, feeling that it was quite an eye-opener.
There used to be a saying popular in Yunzhong, "Offend anyone but Pei Yan."
Now that needs to be changed.
Don’t provoke...
Well.
Tang Xing cautiously turned his head and gave Jiang Shuyao a foolish smile.
Fortunately, she had Yaoyao looking out for her.
