Chapter 94: No Mischief Allowed (2)

Shan Qiuqiu’s face darkened. “Nan Zixi, go to hell!”

Having lost all reason, she lunged at him with fists and vicious kicks, while he cried out and dodged. Whether she had actually landed any blows or kicks was impossible to tell, but by the end she was gasping for breath herself.

“I’m going to see Qiao Xi. I can’t be bothered with you.”

And with that, she turned on her heel and left, utterly decisive.

Yet the moment she stepped out of the apartment, someone was right beside her.

“What are you doing now? Just how bored are you? Or have you already tormented every student at Fengyang and run out of people to bully, so you came here looking for something new?”

“I miss Qiao Xi, so I’m going too.”

“Please. You saw her today.”

“One day apart feels like three autumns.”

“How can something so disgusting come out of your mouth?” Shan Qiuqiu stopped and eyed him suspiciously. “Don’t tell me you’re secretly in love with Qiao Xi?”

“I’m secretly in love with you. We’ve known each other for so, so long—have you really never noticed my heart?”

Nan Zixi gazed at her with wounded, melancholy eyes.

Shan Qiuqiu had originally intended to punch him straight in the face, though she knew nine times out of ten he would dodge it anyway.

But just as she was about to strike, she caught sight of a familiar figure, and in that instant even the movement itself slipped her mind.

“How is he here?” she murmured in confusion.

“Who?” Nan Zixi asked curiously, leaning over to follow her gaze.

A boy. Tall. Well-built. Black hair that flowed lightly in the breeze—his hair must be exceptionally fine, too.

“You actually found someone else while I wasn’t around.” He sounded grievously hurt.

Shan Qiuqiu rolled her eyes at him. “He’s the vice president of our school. How strange—wasn’t he supposed to have something going on at home? Why is he here? And this road leads to Qiao Xi’s house...”

“He’s really handsome. He doesn’t seem any worse than that Yu Fan. Is he the one you said Qiao Xi likes last night?”

“When did I ever say that? Stop twisting my words and adding your own imagination.”

“Whether it’s my imagination or not, we’ll know if we follow him.”

With that, Nan Zixi started to move.

“No, you’re not allowed to go stir up trouble.” Shan Qiuqiu hurriedly grabbed him. If he got involved, who knew what would happen?

A new day had dawned. After greeting her grandmother, Qiao Xi slung on her backpack and headed out.

As soon as she stepped outside, she saw a sedan parked at the door. He had really come to pick her up.

She did not avoid him and walked straight over.

The driver was the same as yesterday and opened the door for her. She got in.

Today was the final deadline; all she had to do was cooperate and see it through.

“Did you have breakfast?” Yu Fan asked.

“Yes,” Qiao Xi replied.

Yu Fan said nothing more, only staring at her profile with his dark eyes.

Qiao Xi did her best to ignore it.

Soon, they arrived at school.

The moment the car stopped, Qiao Xi said, “Thank you. I’m going to class.”

As she spoke, she moved to leave, but Yu Fan reached out and caught her hand.

She did not pull away, only looked at him coolly. “Anything else?”

“Come find me after school. We’ll have lunch together,” Yu Fan said.

Last time she had eaten with him in the student council room, Ji Niansheng had also been there, and by the timing of their wager, today at noon was the final deadline.

“I understand,” she said. As long as she played her part in this act, she and he would be even.

“Qiao Xi.”

Just as Qiao Xi reached the classroom door, Shan Qiuqiu dragged her aside.

“What is it?” she asked.

“How was it last night?” Shan Qiuqiu asked in a low voice.

“What do you mean, how was it?” Qiao Xi did not understand.

“I mean... the vice president.” Last night, Shan Qiuqiu had gone to great lengths to drag Nan Zixi away so he would not come and cause trouble.