Rejected by the Campus Belle, I Find My True Love-Chapter 311 - 309: It Doesn’t Really Matter Anymore Whether to Take the Yanbei Exam or Not

Chapter 311: Chapter 309: It Doesn’t Really Matter Anymore Whether to Take the Yanbei Exam or Not

The two boys reached an agreement on their future goals at the school gate.

Meanwhile, the two girls at the center of their plans were still inside the school, locked in a tense standoff.

"Si Wen, aren’t you going home yet?"

"What’s wrong? Afraid I’ll follow you home?"

Lin Xi nodded earnestly. "Yes."

Si Wen rolled her eyes without a care for her image. "You’re brutally honest, aren’t you?"

"Can’t be helped. I’m a good kid, after all!"

"Good kids don’t go around calling themselves that."

"I don’t care. In any case, I don’t want you coming home with me this week."

This week, she wanted to spend more time with Xue Yang—private time, just the two of them.

Si Wen made a face at Lin Xi. "Fine, I won’t go! Stingy!"

In truth, she hadn’t planned on going home with Lin Xi this week anyway. She was getting her hair done tomorrow. After being at school for so long, she hadn’t taken care of her hair at all, and it was starting to feel frizzy. Tomorrow was the perfect time to get a treatment.

"You said it," Lin Xi declared, then bolted toward the school gate.

If only she’d asked Si Wen sooner, she could have seen Xue Yang a few minutes earlier.

Two minutes later, Lin Xi’s figure appeared at the school gate.

Not far away, Wang Yiran and Xiang Xiaolong watched as Lin Xi sprinted toward Xue Yang. Disregarding the onlookers, she dropped her backpack and leaped onto him.

Xue Yang had perfectly anticipated her every move. He stopped, opened his arms, and caught her securely the moment she jumped, as if he were catching the entire world. Even from a distance, you could feel their unbridled joy at seeing each other—a look reserved only for the one you love.

For some reason, Wang Yiran suddenly felt like a villain.

"Xiang Xiaolong, I don’t think it matters anymore whether I get into Yanbei or not."

Xiang Xiaolong opened his mouth, but for a moment, he didn’t know what to say.

Wang Yiran left, looking utterly dejected. His first adolescent crush was nipped in the bud before it could even begin.

Good thing Si Wen doesn’t have a boyfriend. I still have a chance. Xiang Xiaolong silently cheered himself on.

Just then, he saw Si Wen emerge from the school alone. Her gaze flickered toward the brazen couple, and she seemed to roll her eyes before striding quickly toward her Rolls-Royce. Xiang Xiaolong wanted to approach her, but she had already gotten into the car and sped away. Left with no choice, he got into his family’s BMW and headed home.

Xue Yang gently patted her bouncy bottom. "Let’s go home."

Only then did Lin Xi reluctantly slide off him.

Xue Yang picked up the backpack from the ground. He inadvertently noticed something red inside and was about to open it for a look when Lin Xi suddenly snatched it from his hands.

"I’ll carry it."

Thank goodness, he didn’t see it.

"What’s in there?"

"It’s nothing."

The more Lin Xi tried to hide it, the more curious Xue Yang became. "Let me have a little look."

Seeing Xue Yang reach for the bag, Lin Xi suddenly grabbed his collar, pulled him down, and planted a kiss on his lips.

Struck by her soft lips and a familiar fragrance he hadn’t experienced in ages, Xue Yang froze. In that instant, Lin Xi grabbed the backpack and sprinted toward the Audi. She opened the door, hopped in, closed it, and buckled her seatbelt—all in one fluid motion, giving Xue Yang no chance to react.

Phew, that was close.

Xue Yang touched his lips, where her captivating scent still seemed to linger.

This little minx is learning some bad habits, he thought. He had to admit, this kind of naughtiness was completely irresistible. Chuckling to himself, Xue Yang walked toward the Audi.

"Ah! That boy’s smile was so handsome."

"Don’t even start. I’m completely lost in it."

"What a shame, I can’t believe I didn’t get that on camera."

All the girls present wore expressions of regret.

"I... I got it on video."

Suddenly, a male voice rose from the crowd, immediately drawing the attention of every girl there.

"Where is it? Where?"

"Quick, send me the video!"

"I want it too! Me too!"

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At the entrance of Harlow School, Xue Yang’s smile caused a brief commotion that only ended after an announcement from the security guard over the loudspeaker. Those who got the video were ecstatic, while those who missed out scrambled to ask in their group chats if anyone could share it. Before long, the video of Xue Yang had spread throughout Harlow School.

Meanwhile, the star of the video had already returned home with Lin Xi.

As soon as she walked in the door, Lin Xi smelled the familiar aroma of salt-baked chicken. She immediately dropped her backpack on the sofa and ran into the kitchen.

"It smells so good!"

"Wash your hands first. I’ll bring the food out, and then we can eat."

"Okay."

Lin Xi nodded and hurried to wash her hands.

Soon, the food was on the table. A large basin was filled to the brim with chicken legs, wings, and feet, accompanied by a vegetable dish and rice. Though simple, the meal radiated a home-cooked warmth that she could never find at school.

Xue Yang handed Lin Xi a pair of disposable gloves. "Don’t rush. Eat slowly."

"Thank you, Xue Yang. You’re too good to me."

"It’s all my mom’s work."

"Please thank your mom for me."

"It would be better if you told her yourself someday. There’s soup, too. I’ll go get it."

Lin Xi nodded. He’s right. It does seem wrong to have eaten so many of her chicken legs without ever thanking her personally.

Just then, Xue Yang’s phone rang. Lin Xi picked it up and saw a WeChat video call from "Mrs. Zhong."

Mrs. Zhong? Isn’t that Xue Yang’s mom?

Without a second thought, Lin Xi answered the video call. As soon as it connected, a woman who appeared to be in her fifties showed up on the screen.

"Xiao Yang."

Zhong Hailan was taken aback to see a stunningly beautiful girl on the other end of the screen. Did I call the wrong number? she wondered, glancing at her phone. Wait, no, this is Xiao Yang’s WeChat.

Lin Xi spoke sweetly, "Auntie, this is Xue Yang’s WeChat. You have the right person."

Hearing such a well-behaved voice, Zhong Hailan’s heart melted.

"Oh, my dear, are you... Xiao Yang’s girlfriend?"

Xue Xing had told her that Xiao Yang’s girlfriend was incredibly beautiful, like a fairy. But now, looking at the girl on the screen, Zhong Hailan felt that Xue Xing had been far too modest.

What fairy could possibly be as beautiful as this child!

Just as Xue Yang came out with the soup, he heard Lin Xi on the phone and casually asked, "Who is it?"

"It’s your mom."

Xue Yang froze.

Before Zhong Hailan could process this, her son’s face appeared on the screen. Her expression darkened. "Move aside. I want to talk to my daughter-in-law."

Before a bewildered Xue Yang could even speak, the phone was back in Lin Xi’s hands.

Seeing her daughter-in-law’s face again, Zhong Hailan immediately beamed with a kind, loving smile. "Daughter-in-law."

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