Chapter 48 So weak, yet he beat up people for him
Chapter 48 So weak, yet he beat up people for him
[Young Master Chi, that guy sitting next to you is probably only after the Chi family's money. Don't take it too seriously, and don't get involved.]
Chi Yan and Pei Shuoxun did not know each other since childhood, and their personalities were completely different, but that did not prevent them from becoming close friends.
Pei Shuoxun had a complicated birth experience, which made him more mature and insightful than his peers.
Chi Yan replied: [What about the remaining 20%?]
[And another 20% is for your face. You know, besides money and looks, all you have left is a terrible temper that most people can't stand.]
It may sound harsh, but it's the truth.
No one dares to say that about Chi Yan.
Born into the Chi family, he was surrounded by flatterers and sycophants from a young age, which gradually fostered his arrogant and disdainful personality.
He knew his personality was a bit off, but it wasn't as bad as Pei Shuoxun made it out to be, was it?
Chi Yan turned off his phone and put it back in his pocket. He glanced at Yan Ze and asked, "Am I bad-tempered?"
Yan Ze's heart skipped a beat, realizing this was a potentially disastrous question. After careful consideration, he said, "Brother Chi, who said you have a bad temper? I'll beat him up for you!"
"Then go beat up Pei Shuoxun."
"..." Yan Ze was silent for a moment, then shrank his neck. "Don't be fooled by Pei Shuoxun's good student appearance. It's all an act. He's a ruthless beating man. Brother Chi, you'd better let me go."
Chi Yan didn't say anything. It was just a joke, but judging from Yan Ze's frightened expression, his personality seemed to be really bad.
"Don't just start beating people up at the drop of a hat," Chi Yan said seriously, glancing at Yan Ze.
With class about to start, Shi Sui hurried upstairs. Passing the vending machine at the corner, she took two steps back and bought two bottles of iced cola.
From afar, you can see Chi Yan leaning against the railing of the corridor, looking nonchalant, but his eyes are fixed on the stairwell.
It immediately met the boy's deep, clear eyes.
"Hey, deskmate!" Shi Sui jogged over, looked up at him, and asked with bright, sparkling eyes, "Want a Coke?"
Chi Yan took the cola, lowered his eyes and carefully examined her. She seemed to be in a good mood, with a smile on her face, not like she had been bullied.
He asked casually, "You just went to buy me a Coke? It took you so long?"
"No, Song Xinying just chatted with me."
"What did she want to talk to you about?" Chi Yan suddenly became nervous.
"I just said I like you, what else could it be?" After Shi Sui finished speaking, she turned her head and looked into the classroom, where she saw Song Xinying lying on the table, the bow on her head trembling.
Is it really that straightforward? You just blurted out that you like me? Chi Yan was stunned for a moment, and her ears turned red uncontrollably.
"Why does she look like she's crying again?" Shi Sui wondered, still staring at Song Xinying in the classroom.
"Whatever."
“Classmate,” Shi Sui said, afraid he would misunderstand, “I didn’t make Song Xinying cry.”
"I know, I know." Chi Yan knew that his deskmate was the one who was easily bullied and made to cry.
“Girls just love to cry.” Yan Ze also looked over, clicked his tongue, and then said, “Before, when Song Xinying was rejected by Brother Chi, she would cry on the table every day.”
"I see..." Shi Sui quietly raised her eyes and glanced at Chi Yan.
It's often said that teenage boys are particularly fond of bullying girls they like, and it's certainly true.
"What's with that strange look?" Chi Yan noticed her gaze. Was she jealous again? Was it because Song Xinying used to cling to him?
"Oh, right, the person behind me," Yan Ze suddenly remembered and complained to Shi Sui, "Don't wander around after class anymore. If you need anything, just say so. I was in a crucial moment in my game when Chi Ge dragged me out to find you, and it made me lose a rank..."
As they were talking, Yan Ze suddenly realized something was wrong. In an instant, he suddenly realized something: Was Chi Ge concerned about Shi Sui?
Is it really necessary to keep such a close watch on someone who hasn't seen them for only ten minutes after class?
"Shut up," Chi Yan interrupted him, as if afraid of something.
"Okay, I understand. I'll report it from now on," Shi Sui obediently agreed.
I learned that being Chi Ge's underling meant needing his permission to do anything after class.
Yan Ze noticed the new dress Shi Sui was wearing, a gift from Chi Ge. Remembering the forum incident and Chi Yan's suspicious expression, he felt increasingly uneasy and gradually pieced together the truth—
Could it be that Chi-ge has feelings for Shi-sui?
Oh my god, his house is going to collapse.
"Then I'll go back to the classroom first." Yan Ze thought about it more and more, and felt that he shouldn't stand with the two of them. What a third wheel!
He went back to the classroom and peeked out the window.
Shi Sui was thinking she should go back to the classroom when she suddenly heard Chi Yan ask, "Do you think I'm rich?"
He was still very concerned about Pei Shuoxun's information, and a subtle sense of fear arose in his heart.
“They have money.” Shi Sui replied without hesitation.
Am I handsome?
"You're super handsome, okay? You're the only heartthrob in our school, and I only recognize you." Shi Sui looked up at his impeccably handsome face and said honestly.
Am I bad-tempered?
Shi Sui: ?
What the heck? When did my deskmate become so insecure?
When Shi Sui first arrived at the international class, she thought he was an arrogant and domineering school bully with a bad temper, but after getting to know him, she found that he was not like that at all.
Her deskmate was very kind to her, and also kind to every younger student.
He just doesn't like reading.
"He's handsome, rich, and has a great temper, okay?" Shi Sui paused, then raised her fist. "Hey deskmate, who said you have a bad temper? I'll beat him up for you!"
Chi Yan lowered his head. The girl raised her fist, her eyes shining like stars, reflecting only him.
His tone was serious; he really looked like he was going to beat someone up.
So weak, yet she beat up people for him.
The slight irritation and unease were immediately soothed, and Chi Yan regained his usual lazy and disdainful expression, revealing a slight smile.
"No, you can't beat him." Chi Yan grasped her fist and gently lowered it.
The boy's hand was a size larger than hers, and his warm breath enveloped her, making her feel as if she were being electrocuted. Shi Sui immediately withdrew her hand and put it in her pocket.
Chi Yan's heart was pounding. Still savoring the sensation, he swallowed hard, but pretended to be calm and said with a smile, "Why are your hands so cold even though you're wearing so much?"
He didn't know how he ended up holding her fist; naturally, without any reason, he wanted to take things further.
When the bell rang, Shi Sui rushed back to the classroom, determined to listen attentively to the lesson for the sake of 15 yuan.
On the other side, Chi Yan set up her textbook and typed rapidly: [My deskmate said I have a great temper, and she doesn't like me because of money or looks. She's not that superficial.]
You even said you'd beat me up for my sake.
My heart feels warm.
Pei Shuoxun only replied with two words.
[hehe.]
Chi Yan was in a good mood and didn't argue with him. She glanced at the blackboard and saw that it was full of boring English, so she secretly started staring at her deskmate.
Shi Sui noticed his gaze, her pen still writing, and glanced at him sideways, asking, "Is there something you need?"
Caught peeking, Chi Yan looked away, ruffled his hair, twirled his pen, and touched his earphones... After this series of actions, he casually said, "Let's have lunch together."
The two of them seemed a bit awkward eating together, so he added, "Yan Ze should also come eat with us."
"No, I have plans for lunch." Shi Sui refused without hesitation.
"Who?" Chi Yan thought for a moment. "Is it your good friend? I think her name is Xiao... Xiao Youran?"
"Not her."
Although Xiao Youran had mentioned having lunch together several times, her lunch break had long been taken up by other people.
"Who else?" Chi Yan wanted to ask more, but he saw the girl's pen still moving, listening to the lesson with complete concentration, looking like she didn't want to be disturbed.
Never mind, I'll go out and see for myself around noon.
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