Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Song Shijun looked at her suggestive smile and instantly gathered that there was tea. He asked gossipily, “Could it be that they’re together?”
“I dunno.” Han Qiqing shrugged. Those two obviously prioritized each other the most but didn’t even realize it themselves, making their circle of friends worried over their affairs.
Song Shijun speculated, “It looks like that to me! Look at how Young Master Jie pampers Xiaoxiao; I’ve never seen him behave this way to anyone else before. It’s as though… he likes her a lot!”
Han Qiqing rolled her eyes at him uncontrollably. “Did Yin Shaojie’s pampering only start recently?” she asked coolly.
Her words reminded Song Shijun of the past, and he suddenly knocked on his head. “Oh yeah! How could I have forgotten? These two have been acting this way since they were little,” he exclaimed, realization dawning on him.
However, everyone’s interaction with Xiaoxiao had lessened during the four years she had studied overseas. Naturally, they hadn’t witnessed such scenes in a long time and had gradually forgotten about such a thing.
Han Qiqing sighed. Her voice was full of sentiment as she said, “I’ve envied Xiaoxiao since I was little. Everyone always treated her so well, and she even had Yin Shaojie who constantly pampers her and looks out for her.”
She only had a brother who was cold as ice to her at home. Not only did he not pamper her at all, but it was also hard to tease a smile out of him.
Why was her life so tough? Boohoo…
Song Shijun suddenly bizarrely laughed and leaned towards Han Qiqing. Wagging his brows, he crooned flatteringly, “Qiqing, do you lack a boyfriend? You can consider someone like me — I’m handsome, stylish, smart, and humorous, not to mention a spendthrift!”
Han Qiqing smiled sweetly at him before pushing his face away with her palm. “No. I. Don’t!” she spat heartlessly.
She was well aware of what he was planning.
Besides, she already had someone she liked. In her heart, Lu Yichen was a hundred times better than the person in front of her!
Suddenly, she thought of something. She grinned as she beckoned at Song Shijun and said, “How about this: If you can score higher than Lu Yichen in the next exam, I’ll steal my brother’s black card and let you use it once. Sound good?”
“How’s that even possible!” Song Shijun protested. “Is someone like Lu Yichen even human? He’s getting perfect scores for every subject even though the schoolwork is so hard! I don’t believe he’s a human at all — he must be an alien!”
He had only wanted to experience wielding a black card. Why was she making this so hard!
Han Qiqing chuckled mischievously and turned her attention away from him.
…
On the other hand, in a room on the second floor.
Yin Shaojie carried Mu Xiaoxiao up the stairs. Afraid that he would wake her, he lowered her gently onto the sofa so that she could lay down comfortably.
Right after he had put her down, however, he heard her mumble, “Jie… Light’s too bright…”
It looked like she hadn’t fully entered dreamland but was still in the state between wakefulness and sleepiness.
“Got it,” Yin Shaojie replied softly. He went to close the curtains, keeping out the blinding sunlight.
Just then, the girl muttered again, “Jie… Pillow…”
The pillow was right below her feet, but she was too lazy to move to get it.
Helpless, Yin Shaojie picked the pillow up and even went so far as to place it below her head.
“I want that long one too…”
Thus, he grabbed a bolster for her to hug.
“And a little blanket too…”
Yin Shaojie’s dark eyes studied her silently. Wasn’t this girl ordering him around a little too casually?