When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 97 - 0: Is Pei Yan Chasing You?

The girl’s look of anticipation was clear, and Jiang Shuyao couldn’t help but smile. "Did Chen Jin buy all those snacks just to have you say that?"

Uh.

Tang Xing’s heart thumped.

Was her acting so bad that it had been seen through?

Her thoughts lingered for only a few seconds before Jiang Shuyao suddenly looked at her meaningfully and said, "Xingxing, if a boy shows kindness without reason, he might have feelings for you."

"..."

Tang Xing thought she was hallucinating.

She blinked and asked confusedly, "Yaoyao, what did you just say?"

Jiang Shuyao wasn’t a person who loved gossip, and she would only make such a joke once.

But the idea that Chen Jin had put so much thought into buying these things just so Tang Xing could help rally support seemed hardly convincing.

The reason might simply be that Chen Jin just wanted Tang Xing to watch him play basketball.

The topic ended amidst Tang Xing’s bewildering thoughts.

At first, her thoughts were quite clear, but after Yaoyao’s words, she felt herself falling into confusion.

If Chen Jin had feelings for her.

Haha, it sounded like a ghost story.

Tang Xing laughed awkwardly to herself.

The monthly test was tomorrow, and after the evening self-study, the academic team practiced for only half an hour before ending.

Jiang Shuyao and Lu Chen stayed behind to close the windows and turn off the lights, making the Qinyuan Building particularly quiet. The hallway was dimly lit, and the night wind that slipped in from the end of the corridor was bone-chilling.

The girl tucked her hands into her pockets, her scarf almost covering half of her face.

Every time she left the classroom, she made sure she was fully prepared.

Lu Chen couldn’t help but smile and asked, "Are you that afraid of the cold?"

It was now mid-November, and winter in Rong City had just begun.

Many girls in the school still wore capris and wool coats, but Jiang Shuyao had already upgraded to fleece boots and a down jacket.

She had always been susceptible to the cold.

However, it was the first time someone had asked her such a question in surprise.

Jiang Shuyao tilted her head slightly and glanced at the crisp clothing on Lu Chen, inexplicably thinking about the guy across the door who had been wearing a trench coat these days, making her feel a continuous chill.

"Do you boys have some kind of secret to not being cold?"

She hadn’t thought much when she said it, just asking subconsciously.

The person beside her was a bit more silent. After a while, he dryly asked her, "Besides me, who else?"

Jiang Shuyao paused, not catching on for a moment.

"You boys" was just a generalization.

What was Lu Chen asking about?

Not understanding his intention, she said to herself, "The boys I know are all like this, I wasn’t specifically referring to anyone."

From an angle the girl couldn’t see, a shadow of gloom crossed the depths of Lu Chen’s eyes hidden in the twilight.

"I thought you were talking about Pei Yan."

Jiang Shuyao suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Lu Captain was acting strangely tonight.

She always felt he had something to say to her.

Jiang Shuyao’s instincts were always accurate, and indeed, as they walked out of the Qinyuan Building, Lu Chen suddenly spoke.

He asked, "Is Pei Yan pursuing you?"

It sounded like casual chatter, but coming from the usually serious Lu Captain, it seemed quite unexpected.

Few people knew about Pei Yan pursuing her.

She didn’t know how Lu Chen had figured it out.

Jiang Shuyao pursed her lips and said softly, "Don’t get me wrong. I’ve known Pei Yan since we were kids, so we naturally interact more."

That statement was undoubtedly deceiving herself.

The convoluted relationship between her and Pei Yan was like her paintings, a secret she was unwilling to share with others.

Even Tang Xing, who was close to her, was kept in the dark, let alone Lu Chen who was of the opposite sex.

In the silence, Jiang Shuyao felt her phone vibrate in the pocket of her clothes.

She took it out, glanced at it, and then placed it back as if nothing had happened.

Lu Chen was taller than her, and with a slight tilt of his head, he could have seen the WeChat message on her screen.

But he didn’t look because he already had his answer.

The girl started slowing her pace, suggesting, "How about we make a schedule, and have the group members take turns closing the windows and turning off the lights once a week? It saves us from always being the last two here every day."

Under the streetlight, her eyes shone slightly, like an ordinary and simple girl trying to take advantage of the situation.

Lu Chen gave an undeniable smile.

He softly replied, "Yeah, you’re right."

But Jiang Shuyao had forgotten that the group members initially suggested this approach, aiming for fairness, but Lu Chen had rejected it on the spot.

Thus, the habit of the two group leaders staying behind each evening had subtly formed.

Tonight, Jiang Shuyao told Lu Chen personally.

She didn’t want to continue this habit anymore.

Her eyes were clear and pure as she looked up at him, causing a slight bitterness to swell in his heart.

He was Lu Chen, the son of Principal Lu, the captain of class six, a top student in the entire city, and an exemplar to all Yunzhong students.

Lu Chen wasn’t Pei Yan.

He hid his feelings for someone very deeply.

Not as aggressive and straightforward as Pei Yan.

He preferred to be like the gentle breeze and soft rain, quietly permeating her tough heart.

Jiang Shuyao walked quietly, unaware of any change in the person next to her.

Her only prayer was that that asshole Pei Yan would keep a lower profile in the future; although she knew it would be hard for him to stop liking her, he didn’t have to make it so public.

Almost as if sensing something, the moment they appeared at the school entrance, the cold and aloof figure ahead turned around.

Upon seeing Pei Yan, Jiang Shuyao’s first reaction was to quickly turn to Lu Chen and say, "Bus 505 is arriving in two minutes. I’ll head off first, bye."

She spoke extremely quickly, then stiffened her back and walked towards the right-side bus stop without looking sideways.

But no matter how fast she moved, she couldn’t escape the claws of a certain individual.

With his long legs, Pei Yan quickly caught up to her, grabbed the collar of her jacket, and she couldn’t move.

"Pei Yan, what are you doing!"

He looked down at her struggling in his grip, his voice lazy, "Doing you."

After a two-second delay,

Jiang Shuyao’s mind exploded, and she struggled even harder.

"Let go, people are watching."

"So what if they see, let them have the guts to fight me," Pei Yan said with a glance toward the school gate, his tone filled with disdain.

Jiang Shuyao closed her eyes, no longer struggling.

Her face cold, she issued a final ultimatum, "I’ll count to three, and if you don’t let go, I’ll—"

Before she could finish, the hand at her collar suddenly loosened.

Following that, a temptingly sweet voice came from behind.

"Yaoyao, it’s bitterly cold tonight, the moon is chilling."

"Your Brother Yan’s body is warm. Why don’t you come over and warm up?"

"Charging is also fine. 520 yuan for one warm-up, quite a good deal."

"..."

Jiang Shuyao felt this asshole was really sick, covering her ears and stomping away, while behind her, his teasing echoed, making her wish she could smack him dead with a brick.

At that moment, in the gaming channel, the group of brothers who all just died in the game accidentally heard their leader spurt those teasing words and burst into laughter.

Damn, Brother Yan’s got moves.

Usually a tough man of few words, turn into a complete scoundrel around Sister Yao.

"Charging is fine, 520 a time, haha, literally to die for."