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When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 95 - 0: It’s Troublesome Once a Psychological Shadow Is Left
They were silent all the way.
After getting off the bus, Jiang Shuyao couldn’t help but ask Pei Yan, "Did you really give that girl her injuries?"
Her eyes, wet and glistening, looked at him earnestly and seriously.
Pei Yan glanced at her lightly and continued to walk forward with his long legs, his tone cold, "If you think so, it is so."
"..."
What did he mean by if she thought so?
Jiang Shuyao hurried to catch up, her tone anxious.
"I didn’t mean to blame you; I just want to understand the facts."
She knew Pei Yan; if he had indeed hit someone, he wouldn’t deny it.
But why would that girl slander him?
Often naive yet not foolish, Jiang Shuyao could tell that the girl was mostly acting, her gaze evasive while speaking, a telltale sign of lying.
The footsteps ahead suddenly halted, and then he turned around to look at her.
The girl, unable to stop in time, crashed right into his chest.
A muffled laugh came from above her head immediately.
She looked up with teary eyes, holding her nose, and he laughed even more joyfully.
"You change your face faster than you flip a book. Didn’t you not want to bother with me?"
The girl complained petulantly, looking both charming and adorable.
Pei Yan flicked her forehead: "Which eye of yours saw that I didn’t want to bother with you?"
He wished he could knead her into a bun and carry her in his clothes close to his body every day.
If Pei Yan dared to neglect Jiang Shuyao, he must have problems in his head.
It was going nowhere, and she knew he would never tell, so Jiang Shuyao grew tired of the back-and-forth, turned, and left him with the view of her back.
In truth, Pei Yan hadn’t laid a hand on anyone this time.
Just when he had the thought, He Junshi enlightened him with a single remark.
He Qingzhou said, "This issue has already been settled. If you start a fight now, everyone will focus on Sister Yao, and the loss will outweigh the gain."
So, the three brothers thought of an utterly shameless method.
Letting someone else do the dirty work.
The world never lacks people who kick someone when they are down. In the vocational high school with its deep waters, it only took a little instigation for the victims of the girl’s past bullying to kick her while she was down, each delivering a metaphorical blow.
But what He Junshi hadn’t anticipated was the girl creating trouble out of nothing by counterattacking.
It was easy to guess with a foot’s thought: probably Shen Man was messing things up.
There was an encounter in Seaside City once where Shen Man, that woman, intentionally or unintentionally moved close to Brother Yan, oozing a vibe not befitting a teenage schoolgirl, let alone the so-called school beauty; it was disgustingly pretentious.
And God knows what Liang Zixiao saw in such a woman back then.
But some dogs just damn love to eat shit; there’s no helping it.
Probably because Brother Yan publicly embarrassed Shen Man, she harbored resentment and wanted to use the forum incident to drive a wedge between Sister Yao and Brother Yan.
When had their leader ever been so humiliated? In the past, anyone who came looking for trouble would have been met with fists right away.
But now, with Sister Yao around, he couldn’t just hit a woman in front of her, could he?
Hitting women, to put it nicely, is ungentlemanly; to put it seriously, if it left a psychological shadow on Sister Yao, that would be a problem.
What if people misunderstood that Brother Yan had a tendency for violence?
Uh.
Although that was the truth.
But perhaps, probably, maybe, Brother Yan was very afraid of letting Sister Yao find out.
The forum incident was soon forgotten by everyone.
As November and the monthly exams approached, Yunzhong would also welcome the annual citywide high school basketball championship.
These days the school basketball team’s training was more terrifying than ever, leaving Chen Jin and the others complaining endlessly. Every night they’d head home, eat, wash up, and the moment they hit the bed, they’d pass out, not even having the energy to play video games.
At this age, as long as boys ate well, drank well, slept well, and exercised well, they would radiate an eye-catching vitality.
Before, in Tang Xing’s eyes, Chen Ergou was always walking around with dark circles under his eyes, looking lifeless and walking like he was on drugs.
So when she suddenly saw him today, she couldn’t help but feel that he seemed different somehow.
"Fatty, staring at me for so long, got a crush on me?"
After eating, Chen Jin casually wiped his mouth with a napkin, sprawled out in his chair with arms and legs stretched, and held out his hands for Tang Xing opposite him to get a good look, smiling smugly to the extreme.
He considered himself a top-tier handsome guy on Earth. It was normal for someone to have a crush on him.
If you like me, just say it.
He happened to be in need of a partner.
Tang Xing nearly choked on the spot, she had never seen anyone with such thick skin.
She rolled her eyes and dismissed him, "Pfft, wishful thinking; I’d sooner have a crush on a sow than on you."
"..."
After a two-second silence at the dinner table, Xu Kanfeng burst into loud laughter.
Damn, that was harsh, comparing Chen Jin to a sow, absolutely savage.
The rest of the group was also amused, Jiang Shuyao tilted her head to look at Tang Xing, her eyes brimming with laughter.
Pei Yan was sitting opposite Jiang Shuyao, watching her laugh heartily with everyone else.
He thought to himself, this girl could mock him so energetically usually, but now she was just laughing at others, not considering reflecting on herself.
Watching her thoughtfully, Jiang Shuyao quickly felt his intense gaze and immediately pulled back her smile, silently glaring back.
Heh.
Dare to glare at me.
Glare all you want, I like it.
Once someone is shameless, they can outdo even those three brothers of his, without exception.
With others around, Pei Yan rarely initiated conversations with Jiang Shuyao, often just quietly listening to them talk.
But he gradually realized that even when that bastard was silent, he had enough ability to attract her attention.
Jiang Shuyao, having eaten her fill, gently put down her chopsticks and sat in her chair waiting for Tang Xing.
The nickname Fatty wasn’t for nothing.
Because her little deskmate could pack away four bowls of rice when she opened up her appetite.
And that was under normal circumstances.
If she’d had a heavy day of exercise, it would be more than four.
After everyone had finished eating, Xu Kanfeng was responsible for paying at the counter.
Don’t get it wrong, they went Dutch.
Even if they were dining with a rich second-generation, the two girls never thought about taking advantage.
Tang Xing burped and followed behind Jiang Shuyao to lift the curtain and leave the restaurant. As they passed a small supermarket, a whiff of Oden’s aroma wafted out and instantly lured that foodie back in.
Jiang Shuyao smiled helplessly and waited outside.
Seeing this, Chen Jin and the other two found excuses to duck into the supermarket as well, creating a scene that was all too familiar, as if every time they walked together, she and Pei Yan were left behind.
She knew Tang Xing was clueless and it was unintentional.
But the other three were making it painfully obvious.
Jiang Shuyao took out her phone and glanced at the time; there was half an hour left before evening self-study.
There was a monthly test tomorrow, no morning self-study, and tonight there was only one class. Yunzhong was somewhat humane in its teaching approach.
After all, squeezing students’ rest time as a method to prepare for the college entrance exams was not a long-term strategy.
But many schools were still stuck in this approach, believing their methods were effective. In reality, most of the time that went beyond normal hours, students spent dozing off or being distracted, which did little to improve their grades.
Lost in thought, a milk tea suddenly appeared in her field of vision. She looked up in surprise, unaware of when the guy behind her had left and come back.







