No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 1698 Arnold Simmons Extra (64)

She didn’t expect him to be waiting here.

She ran over with a touch of excitement, calling out to him, "Arnold Simmons."

The young man responded and looked up at her, "When are you coming back?"

"After the competition tomorrow, I’ve booked a flight for the evening." She lifted her head, her eyes sparkling like they held stars even during the day, "Will you come to pick me up?"

Arnold Simmons lifted the corners of his lips, "Do you want me to pick you up?"

Hannah nodded her head.

Arnold Simmons’s smile deepened as he gazed at her soft, pale cheeks but ultimately held back, "I won’t, I’m busy."

"But tomorrow is the weekend."

The weekend means no school.

"I’m busy on the weekend too. Just like you said, I need to study," Arnold Simmons said earnestly.

Hannah immediately showed understanding, knowing that studying was indeed important, "Then study hard, complete your homework on time, and wait for me to check it when I’m back."

She reached out and patted Arnold Simmons’s shoulder, resembling a little teacher.

Arnold Simmons chuckled, "Okay, I’ll wait for you to check."

The school bell signaling the end of class rang, and the academic building gradually became noisy. Hannah received a text message from her teacher, who was already waiting at the school gate.

Hannah put away her phone, slung her backpack to the front, "I’m leaving now."

Arnold Simmons nodded, noting the rain still falling outside and asked her, "Do you have an umbrella?"

"I do." Hannah took out her umbrella from her backpack, rummaged through it, and finally pulled out a notebook, "This is my own study notes, I’m lending it to you to read."

"Do I need this?"

Having said that, he reached out and took it.

The classic saying one thing but meaning another.

Hannah bent her eyebrows and smiled brightly, "You can read it when you’re back in class, study well, I’m off."

With that, she opened her umbrella and walked into the curtain of rain.

She turned her head back to wave at him and signaled him to hurry back to class.

Arnold Simmons didn’t move, watching until her slender figure completely vanished from sight before he turned and went upstairs.

The classroom was noisy, with everyone gathered around discussing the quiz answers from the recent class. The class monitor’s seat attracted the most people asking questions, and he was not impatient, lifting his glasses slightly as he explained his solutions to everyone.

Arnold Simmons went straight back to his own seat, still holding onto the notebook Hannah gave him. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Just then, Tessa Thompson turned her head and saw what Arnold Simmons had in his hand, mumbling, "Isn’t that Hannah’s?"

She scratched her head, not understanding, then saw Arnold Simmons’s cold demeanor and quickly turned back.

One does not provoke the big shots.

The notebook’s cover was plain with no fancy designs, simple-looking and not very thick. Hannah used this notebook for her chemistry class notes.

Her grades had always been steadily in the top ten of the year, but her most outstanding subject was chemistry. She once scored full marks, and her answer paper was circulated among all the chemistry teachers of the grade as a model for exam answers.

She was impressive.

Arnold Simmons had always known.

She was like moonlight, pure and bright, clean and beautiful, an exemplary good student in the eyes of all teachers, both past and present, someone who seemed to be in a whole different world from him.

He carefully put away the notebook without opening it.

It was because he didn’t have the courage to.

The night the plane landed, Hannah sent a message to Arnold Simmons asking if he had opened the notebook yet.

Arnold Simmons had just finished showering, a pure white towel draped around his neck, his hair half-dry with droplets clinging to the ends, the loose pajamas showing damp marks.

The autumn chill was cold, and the night brought a northerly wind that made the leaves rustle noisily.