When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 103: Want to be with her

"Go back, take a hot shower, change your clothes, and take your cold medicine," Pei Yan instructed. "If you feel unwell, have Uncle Li take you to the hospital."

His steps were brisk. Jiang Shuyao looked up at him, "Aren’t you going back to change?"

"I have other matters to attend to."

The matter Pei Yan spoke of naturally wasn’t about returning to class.

The black sedan in the parking lot had its hazard lights flashing, signaling it had been there for quite some time.

It seemed that right after Uncle Li had finished his call with her, he had driven into the school.

Seeing Pei Yan walking over with Jiang Shuyao, Uncle Li in the driver’s seat couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The young master had been anxiously awaiting his wife’s return for so long, only to be disappointed. He truly worried something might happen to the kid.

Now that he saw her safe and sound, his mind was at ease.

Pei Yan watched the girl get into the car, leaning his hand against the window sill, and said in a low voice, "Don’t get involved with Liang Zixiao’s matter. Before things get settled, try to keep your distance from me at school."

He had thrown the punches himself; he didn’t want her to be affected in the slightest.

Uncle Li in the front seat listened, bewildered, wanting to ask but not daring. Almost immediately after saying that, the young man urged him to drive off.

Jiang Shuyao’s eyes were filled with worry.

She shook her cell phone at Pei Yan, hinting at him to check WeChat later.

The young man nodded, a light smile playing on his lips.

As the sedan slowly drove away, Jiang Shuyao picked up her phone to compose a message. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Just five words.

"Will you be in trouble?"

Pei Yan replied quickly.

He said, "No."

The car’s heater was fully on, drying the damp clothes and gradually restoring warmth to her body.

Sitting quietly in the back seat, she, who was always calm in the face of trouble, was for the first time aware of what fear felt like.

As expected, she had caught a cold.

Uncle Li wanted to take her to the hospital, but she insisted on just getting medicine from the clinic before returning to Yasong Residence.

She felt dizzy and weak all afternoon and had no choice but to call her homeroom teacher to ask for half a day off.

The evening housekeeper came over and cooked her some light porridge and tended to her until late into the night before leaving with peace of mind.

The world was wonderful, Jiang Shuyao thought, wrapped tightly in her blanket. The sound of the door closing from the hallway touched her deeply.

She dozed off for a while before pulling out her phone from under her pillow to send several WeChat messages to Pei Yan.

Asking if he had gotten home, if he’d eaten, reminding him to change out of his wet clothes, not to catch a cold.

After sending the messages, Jiang Shuyao quietly stared at her phone.

Worrying she might accidentally fall asleep and miss his reply.

In her drowsy state, she seemed to also realize her feelings for Pei Yan.

As if in just one day, such a huge change had occurred.

She had once heard a saying.

—In this life, have you ever risked everything for someone?

She had never contemplated risking her life for anyone.

But that young man named Pei Yan had done so relentlessly for her, without reservation.

From now on, there might never be a second Pei Yan in her life.

All night, she didn’t receive a reply from him. The next day, knocking on the door across the hall yielded no response.

Pei Yan hadn’t come home last night. Where could he have gone?

Jiang Shuyao guessed that perhaps Uncle Pei had learned of yesterday’s incident and had called him back to the villa for a reprimand.

However, as soon as she stepped into the classroom, she overheard her classmates talking.

"Boss Pei really messed up this time. I heard that Liang Zixiao’s parents bypassed the school and went straight to the police."

"Just fighting between students, is there a need to call the police?"

"It’s not just a simple fight. They beat the person up so badly, it’s considered intentional assault."

Assault charge...

Jiang Shuyao listened silently, and after sitting down, Tang Xing leaned in to ask whether her cold was any better.

"Yaoyao, if you’re not feeling well, just stay in bed at home. There’s no point in not taking sick leave. If it were me, I’d definitely sleep for three days and three nights."

This time, everyone knew that Pei Yan was the perpetrator of the assault, but they didn’t know that the real reason was her.

The school had not announced that it was related to her.

Perhaps they did it to protect her.

But if Liang Zixiao’s parents called the police, and the case went through, Pei Yan would inevitably be in trouble.

She was incredibly anxious about how things would develop next.

Seeing her lack of energy, Tang Xing tried hard to tell jokes to cheer her up.

Jiang Shuyao’s lips curved into a forced smile.

The bell for class rang, and Lu Chen walked in from the outside.

Seeing the girl sitting silently at her desk, her movements of flipping through the textbook somewhat mechanical, a trace of complexity passed through his eyes.

When half the class had passed with her mind elsewhere, the physics teacher called out Jiang Shuyao’s name, asking her to stand up and explain the solution to the last big question on the test paper.

When the person beside her showed no sign of moving, Lu Chen turned his head, found her staring blankly, and gently tapped on the corner of her desk.

Jiang Shuyao snapped out of it and looked up to see the physics teacher’s stern face.

She stood up from her seat with a weak voice, "Sorry, teacher, I didn’t hear your question clearly just now."

The classmates couldn’t help but turn their gazes towards Jiang Shuyao.

They probably didn’t expect their top-student goddess to space out during class.

Tang Xing was impatient and raised her hand, "Teacher, Yaoyao is sick and not feeling well, how about letting the class president explain? He is the second top student in our grade."

Snort.

Toxic.

Everyone knew Tang Xing usually got along well with Lu Chen; hearing her say this out of the blue seemed to suggest she wanted to break off their friendship.

Tang Xing was still holding a grudge about Lu Chen stealing her seat.

That comment had slipped out without thinking, and only afterward did she realize it might have been a bit too much.

She glanced out of the corner of her eye at the person diagonally in front of her and noticed he didn’t seem angry.

Naturally, Jiang Shuyao’s performance in class needed no explanation, and her lack of concentration due to illness was understandable.

The physics teacher quickly shifted his gaze, "Since that’s the case, then let Lu Chen explain."

Lu Chen had a clear thought process, and such questions posed almost no difficulty for him.

Many students felt listening to him explain problems was more enjoyable than listening to the teacher.

In a short while, the atmosphere in the classroom entered a state of intense discussion led by the class president, while Jiang Shuyao grasped scraps of information in a disorganized fashion, her presence so quiet it was as if she didn’t exist.

The bell for the end of class rang.

In the end, she couldn’t sit still and ran out of the classroom.

First, she went to Class 2, and upon seeing her at the door, Chen Jin quickly came over.

"Where’s Pei Yan, hasn’t he come to class?"

Thinking of Brother Yan’s repeated instructions, Chen Jin could only reluctantly say, "He came, was just here a moment ago; he might have gone to the restroom."

In fact, Pei Yan was sitting in the police station, drinking tea.

Liang Zixiao’s parents, who had been trying to tear him apart just a moment ago, changed their attitude completely after receiving a phone call.

Many times, Pei Yan found it ironic.

Money and status were seen as dirt in Lin Zhen’s eyes.

Yet they were indeed the most useful things in this world.

He couldn’t help thinking that if one day he truly committed an unforgivable crime, would Old Pei still be able to pull him out without a scratch?

If Jiang Shuyao knew of Pei Yan’s thoughts, she would definitely give him a good scolding to wake him up.

So, even for the sake of his girl, it seems he would have to learn to restrain himself in this lifetime.

If possible.

He wanted to be with her.

Really wanted to be with her.