Sheng Yanxiao couldn’t help but knock on her head again: "Might as well just be stupid."

Su Weiyi didn’t mind his sarcasm and swallowed: "So you... basically can do anything?"

"Hmm, how could I not know such simple things?"

Su Weiyi: "..."

Alright, it seems there’s no problem with someone like him taking part in independent admissions.

Su Weiyi awkwardly laughed twice: "Then you should rest early, I’m heading back."

After saying that, she’d just taken a step outside when she felt a force at her waist. The next second, her back was pressed against the young man’s chest. Sheng Yanxiao leaned down slightly, his lips close to her ear, his breath hot: "Weiwei, sorry, I can’t be the top scorer for you."

The tingling sensation on her ear spread throughout her body, and Su Weiyi felt like she was on fire, not caring at all about the top scorer thing. She softly replied, "It’s okay."

Sheng Yanxiao seemed to sense her shyness, his thin lips lightly grazed her earlobe in a feathery kiss. This almost made Su Weiyi jump.

The sensation was so unfamiliar, like electricity coursing through her, every cell in her body tingled. So much so that when Sheng Yanxiao slightly let her go, she immediately, without wasting a second, dashed back to her room.

Back in her bathroom, she splashed her face with cold water several times, still unable to calm down, her face burning hot.

——

The days before the Spring Festival were pleasant and comfortable. Because Xie Xiaoran helped Su Weiyi share one of her mini comics, and since her drawings were vivid and interesting, those snippets really tugged at the heartstrings, her fan base continued to grow.

There were many comments, and Su Weiyi would occasionally reply to some, even chatting privately with a few people. For a moment, Su Weiyi felt like she’d opened a new world.

Of course, all these were kept hidden from Sheng Yanxiao. Basically, apart from Xie Xiaoran and Si Xia, no one knew that "Wei Yan" was actually her, Su Weiyi.

Before long, it was Chinese New Year. During dinner, Miss Tang mentioned that there would be a fireworks show by the river that night and wanted to go watch it, and Jiayu agreed.

Sheng Yanxiao lazily responded, "No, activities like that just pollute the air and environment, nothing worth watching."

The usual answer was expected. Miss Tang ignored him and looked at Su Weiyi: "Xiao Yi, do you want to go?"

Su Weiyi was about to nod when she suddenly felt her hand being squeezed. Glancing at Sheng Yanxiao out of the corner of her eye, it was clear: he didn’t want her to go.

Su Weiyi smiled: "I’m not going, I have something to do tonight."

She actually had nothing planned, but since Sheng Yanxiao clearly didn’t want her to go, she was happy to play along, seeing off all the elders.

With just the two of them left at Lake Bay Villa, Su Weiyi looked at Sheng Yanxiao: "So, what’s up?"

The young master had taken a bottle of red wine from the wine rack, shaking his head faintly: "Nothing."

"Then why not go?"

"You want to watch?"

Su Weiyi: "...Fireworks are nice, aren’t they?"

She didn’t actually want to go; she just thought that it’s nice for a family to watch fireworks together during the festive season.

Sheng Yanxiao poured two glasses of red wine, walked over, and handed one to Su Weiyi. From somewhere outside, fireworks were being set off, and their reflections came through the glass, scattering into Sheng Yanxiao’s eyes, making his originally dark eyes shimmer, looking particularly captivating.

Then, Su Weiyi heard his chuckling, magnetic voice.

"Look at me, I’m better looking than fireworks."

"..."

Su Weiyi felt her cheeks heat up, and Sheng Yanxiao had a slight smile at the corner of his lips.