When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 104: How to Be Worthy of an Angel
Jiang Shuyao would never believe in Chen Jin’s cock-and-bull stories.
Rumors of Liang Zixiao’s parents calling the police had spread all over the school, there was no way Pei Yan could continue to attend class peacefully.
Chen Jin finally cracked under the girl’s persistent questioning.
He also finally understood why Brother Yan fell so hard for Sister Yao; if it were him, having those moist, puppy-dog eyes staring at him every day would be utterly unbearable.
When Jiang Shuyao arrived at the police station, she bumped into Liang Zixiao’s parents.
The reason she recognized them was because she overheard their discussion with their lawyer.
The middle-aged man said, "The company project urgently needs Zhizhen’s strong support, Pei Donghan personally called to negotiate terms, he just wants us to let his son off the hook."
"But seeing my own son injured like that, I can’t let this go so easily!"
"Lawyer Yan, think of some other way, even if that kid has to spend a few days in detention, it’s better than him swaggering out."
After the husband finished speaking, the wife said something else that Jiang Shuyao didn’t quite catch.
As the group left, she stood on the steps, lost in thought, until she heard the voice of a young policeman behind her.
"Don’t think you can do whatever you want just because your family has money, this is a society governed by law, think about the consequences before you act, go back and reflect properly, you may leave."
Tsk.
The youth casually strolled towards the exit with his hands in his pockets and let out a snort, "Even my old man can’t control me, what makes you think you can?"
The police officer who escorted him was taken aback; before he could respond, a gentle female voice suddenly rang out.
"Pei Yan."
The sweetness of the girl’s voice instantly drew the attention of the other officers in the lobby.
Pei Yan’s expression stiffened.
Shit.
When did she get here?
He strode over, grabbed Jiang Shuyao’s wrist, and began to lead her outside.
"Wait."
The girl looked at him seriously, "Go apologize to the policeman you just disrespected."
"..." Pei Yan thought he was hallucinating.
His face turned sour, "I didn’t do anything, why the hell should I apologize?"
Perhaps the concept of ’manners’ didn’t mean a damn thing in the eyes of the Little Demon King of the Pei Family.
However, Jiang Shuyao was not like him.
She held a certain respect for this place.
Moreover, she realized that if this bastard continued being so reckless, he was bound to cause serious trouble one day.
Like this time, it had been a close call.
But Uncle Pei couldn’t protect him forever.
The girl stood her ground, her stubborn gaze making Pei Yan feel a tingling on his scalp.
After a two-minute standoff, he deflated.
Scowling, he went back to offer an apology, which despite being an insincere three-word mumble, obviously amused the several officers who were in the lobby.
Heh.
Every beast meets its match; the universe ultimately has a sense of fairness.
Jiang Shuyao knew he wasn’t in the best of moods, so after coming out, she quietly followed him without saying much.
It seemed like the issue was resolved, but recalling the conversation she had overheard outside the door, her unease returned.
While walking, she was stopped by the bastard’s finger pressing against her forehead, unable to move.
Annoyed, she looked at him, "What are you doing?"
Pei Yan had a lazy smile hanging on his lips, his long finger traced down the girl’s nose bridge and gently pinched her delicate nose.
"Where did your lecturing spirit from earlier go?"
Jiang Shuyao pursed her lips, "I wasn’t lecturing you, I was just looking out for you."
"Looking out for me by forcing me to apologize to someone?"
"You need to get on good terms with others, just in case you end up inside again..." She frowned and reluctantly spat out the rest of the sentence, "So as not to be forcefully detained."
If you make a mistake, you need to have the right attitude. Acting all high and mighty won’t make it easy to get out.
The girl’s serious expression amused Pei Yan.
"What a fool."
Pei Yan spoke casually, "Anyway, I’ve long been notorious, this one or two times doesn’t matter to me." He said it lightly, but Jiang Shuyao knew very well that this was his first time ever being in detention.
The first time he was detained, it was for her.
She felt a pang of sourness in her heart, and her lowered eyelashes became wet with moisture.
Pei Yan quietly watched her.
After a while, he gently wiped her tear-streaked cheek with his fingertips, his tone astonishingly tender, "Don’t be sad, I’ll take you back to class."
Jiang Shuyao lifted her head with tear-filled eyes, "What about you?"
Although Liang Zixiao’s parents had relented, freeing him from criminal liability, the school would definitely take corresponding actions.
"Suspended from class for a week, home education," Pei Yan hailed a taxi from the roadside and had her sit on the outer seat.
Hearing the words "home education," Jiang Shuyao inwardly questioned.
Would Uncle Pei educate Pei Yan?
It seemed so unrealistic.
Outside Yunzhong School, the taxi pulled over to the side of the road.
After Jiang Shuyao got out, the person inside the car watched her through the darkened glass window, with no intention of coming out.
His reputation was bad, and this time after being in detention again, his demonic image had taken an even firmer hold in people’s minds.
Liang Zixiao was still unconscious in the hospital, and this matter was still at the forefront of public scrutiny. She had to keep her distance from him.
Pei Yan turned his head away, no longer looking at Jiang Shuyao, and signaled the taxi driver to drive a bit further before stopping.
In the rearview mirror, the delicate figure of the girl stood persistently, like a tenacious trumpet vine.
She was the most special presence in Yunzhong.
Obedient, sensible, ridiculously beautiful.
When she smiled at him, he felt as if all the sunlight in the world poured into his heart, the warmth making him yearn until he was nearly suffocated.
How could a maggot from a dung heap possibly deserve an angel?
It all depends on whether this maggot will transform into a butterfly or continue to rot to the bone.
Pei Yan closed his eyes, leaned back in the seat, and unconsciously curled his lips into a faint bitterness.
By the time she returned to the classroom, everyone was quietly burying their heads in their work.
Jiang Shuyao had not asked for leave before she left, and thankfully, Mr. Yu was at the administrative building for a meeting, so he was unaware that a student was missing from the class.
Her state was off today, noticeable to the keen observer, and probably only Lu Chen knew the reason.
After class, they were called to the office by their homeroom teacher, who had returned from the meeting.
Yu Zhengqing took a sip of tea and briefly stated the purpose of calling them.
"The school places great emphasis on the filming of this promotional video and has chosen the two of you through a vote by the leadership team. Don’t be burdened; you both look good and will be fine on camera."
Yunzhong was private and nearly every year, they filmed a large number of promotional videos to attract more investors and sponsors.
Jiang Shuyao didn’t expect that, having transferred to the school just three short months ago, she would be selected alongside Lu Chen to be the main characters in the promotional video.
Under normal circumstances, she would gladly accept.
But the events of the past few days had taken a toll on her, likely rendering her unfit for the filming task.
Her reluctance was evident on her face and before Yu Zhengqing could inquire, Lu Chen spoke up first.
He glanced at Jiang Shuyao and asked the homeroom teacher, "Apart from us, has the school arranged for any backup candidates?"
Yu Zhengqing had been about to bring this up.
"Naturally, considering unforeseeable circumstances, the school asked Xie Anyu from Class 8 to stand by at any time."
Xie Anyu.
Jiang Shuyao’s first reaction was the night in Seaside City when the girl ran out in the rain, clutching Pei Yan’s clothes tightly.
Somehow, a scene that hadn’t caused a ripple in her heart at the time now seemed tinged with a strange feeling when recalled.
