Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
There were all sorts of opinions on the internet. At the same time, other sorts of comments appeared as well—
[Who do you think will be lucky enough to be her boyfriend?]
Uh… Everyone fell silent at the question.
After all, none of the popular contestants were worthy of her.
[I think only the mysterious and genius esports player, Devil, is worthy of her.]
[Tsk, don’t be a shipper. Our demon king is so arrogant. He wouldn’t like such an ordinary and unremarkable high school student.]
[Ordinary and unremarkable? Heh, then I also want to be such an ordinary great genius. Since you don’t care, let me be one.]
[I’m talking about comparing her to Devil. She’s really nothing much in comparison to him. She’s simply not up to par.]
At this moment, Feng Yan was holding his phone. It was rare for him to see these comments. When he saw the first post, his heart heated up. It was as if a wave of heat was flowing through his heart and spreading. There seemed to be a slight expectation.
His eyes lit up, then turned a little dim.
To him, Sheng Yang was the light. He would never forget the gentle and warm hand that pulled him out of the darkness.
In that case, what was he to Sheng Yang?
In the study room, the windows were bright and clean. The light was soft, but there was a chill in the air that made one shiver.
Yi Juncheng smiled playfully as he casually swiped his phone.
As he sat there, the aura around him was like that of a high and mighty God, making one shudder.
Gao Feng also saw those comments and hurriedly said, “They don’t know about your existence, Master. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have said such nonsense.”
Yi Juncheng held his phone lightly and looked up with a faint smile. “Since you know me so well, you should know what to do next.”
Gao Feng was stunned and couldn’t help but say, “Master…”
Just as he was about to say something, his eyes met Master’s smiling yet cold eyes. Gao Feng said quietly, “Master, I understand.”
Hence, on that day, the internet was paralyzed. Many people realized that their accounts were malfunctioning and they could not post comments.
No matter how hard programmers racked their brains, they still could not figure out the reason.
**
The night was quiet and gentle. The moon was bright, and the view of the stars was clear. There was no wind at all.
Sheng Yang was reading in the dark when she suddenly received a text. “Come to the roof.”
She pursed her lips and walked to the balcony. She saw a man standing on the roof nonchalantly.
Under the bright moonlight, his long eyelashes were thick and curved. He was as charming as a devil.
Beside him were a bottle of champagne and two glasses.
Seeing her walk over, Yi Juncheng reached out his hand to her. She glanced at it, but without thinking, she pushed herself up and flipped over to nimbly land on the roof.
Yi Juncheng laughed and thought that she was shy.
As the little girl had reassured him, he liked to interpret Sheng Yang’s actions in a biased way.
“To celebrate you getting first place.” Yi Juncheng poured her a glass of champagne.
“Does such a thing need to be celebrated?” Sheng Yang asked softly, her brows filled with pride. However, she still took the glass of champagne.
Yi Juncheng chuckled. She was indeed the little girl he knew.
The two clinked glasses. Yi Juncheng blinked and changed his words. “Okay, then let’s not celebrate this. Let’s celebrate something else.”
Wu Jiaoyue was about to go home after finishing her work, but she still decided to visit her goddaughter. It had been a long time since they last saw each other, and she heard that Sheng Yang won first place in the business war.. However, she was scared out of her wits when she saw the two on the roof.
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