God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls! Chapter 262 - 77. Girl’s Romance2

Bai Yi really liked complints from others, and those from Yan Huan were particularly effective.

Jiang Xiong gave a helpless smile and handed the phone back, saying to Bai Yi,

"This is what I wanted to remind you, Yiyi. Such an outstanding boy like him will inevitably have many girls coveting him. Besides, doesn’t your school have an overwhelming majority of girls over boys?

"In fact, for you, you will face countless potential rivals; for him, he will be faced with nurous tempting seductions. Especially since your school is not lacking in rich and powerful young ladies..."

Bai Yi’s girlish heart was doused with cold water by Jiang Xiong’s words. She pursed her lips, listening to his advice,

"It’s not that I doubt Yan Huan’s character, but faced with such temptations, young boys often find it hard to resist based on experience. Moreover, you told before that his boss at his workplace seems to care about him a lot...

"So, Yiyi, you must carefully assess his nature to avoid him deceiving both your body and emotions; and also make sure you have the ans and capability to shift his attention away from other girls and make him fall for you...

"I’m talking about the kind of liking that happens between n and won, not the kind fans have for idols."

Indeed, as Bai Yi carefully recalled, the way that beautiful boss, Tong Yingying, looked at her and Yan Huan, it was indeed sowhat noteworthy...

That woman looked refined and was also able to recognize the brand and price of her sunglasses at a glance, obviously not soone short of money.

But isn’t she much older than Yan Huan?

Could it really be as Uncle Jiang said, that the boss’s so-called "employnt" actually ant "keeping" Yan Huan?

Bai Yi shuddered, and an ominous image suddenly erged in her mind.

In the image, Yan Huan showed a troubled expression, looking at Tong Yingying who was sitting with crossed legs, showing a teasing smile,

"Um... Sister Tong, sothing urgent ca up at ho and I need so money urgently, could I... get an advance on my salary?"

"Ah, an advance on salary? Sure..."

Just as hope sparkled in Yan Huan’s eyes, a steel wool pad was suddenly tossed in front of him, monopolizing his entire line of sight.

"So tonight, why don’t you just stay over..."

"..."

Bai Yi’s mouth dropped open, and even the facial mask she was wearing nearly slipped off.

Thankfully, the very beautiful Vice President Sakuragi of the Student Council didn’t seem to be interested in Yan Huan.

And she was very friendly to , making it comfortable to be around her...

But either way, what Uncle Jiang said made a lot of sense.

She still needed to understand more about Yan Huan.

"That’s true, Uncle Jiang, I’ll think about it seriously..."

"Ding~"

Just then, Bai Yi’s phone suddenly rang in her arms, followed by a series of notification sounds.

She hurriedly picked up her phone, and couldn’t hold back as soon as she lit up the screen,

"It’s Yan Huan!"

Jiang Xiong paused slightly as he stood up to pour hot water. He turned around with a smile and asked,

"Did he reply to your ssage?"

"Yes... yes he did..."

Bai Yi, in panic, unlocked her phone and opened the chat history on WeChat.

A series of ssages ca through, and Bai Yi, whose face had paled a bit from Jiang Xiong’s words, suddenly lit up.

Her face turned red, her eyes glazed over like mosquito coils,

"Right... right, he’s been super busy recently... He has to study, work, and also take care of daily Student Council duties.

"He’s also responsible for organizing a massive club competition and study groups lately... no wonder he hasn’t replied to my ssages..."

Well, that was a waste of breath.

Watching Bai Yi’s reaction, Jiang Xiong pushed up his glasses and sighed,

"I’ve explained so much to you... So, what about his response to your invitation to shoot the MV?"

Bai Yi stared at the screen, just about to type a reply, but pursed her lips, unsure of what to respond.

She just stretched out her hand and saved the "sorry" cat emoticon he sent,

"He agreed to shoot the MV without showing his face, and moreover, he doesn’t want any paynt."

"That good?"

"Yeah... not exactly without paynt, just no money. Instead, as a favor for helping shoot the MV, he wants to perform at the club competition’s opening and closing ceremonies."

Jiang Xiong raised his eyebrows in surprise, blew on the steam rising from his cup, and laughed,

"That’s not bad at all, worthy of the President of the Yuanyue Student Council."

"Right... hehe..."

Alright, initially, just praising Yan Huan in front of Bai Yi would get her agitated.

Now, directly praising Yan Huan makes her foolishly happy too.

It’s as if she, the idol, feels honored by her fan’s complints.

Bai Yi pouted and started pacing around the living room with her phone,

"...What should I reply?"

Thinking over it, she puffed her cheeks, slowly peeled off the facial mask from her face and walked towards the bathroom,

"Although he didn’t reply because he was busy, which is understandable, I’m still a bit angry... I’ll wash my face first, um... apply my skincare, and then reply to him... Let him taste the feeling of waiting too!"

How many minutes could that take...

Jiang Xiong didn’t even feel like comnting.

It’s debatable whether Yan Huan is the one tasting the waiting or if it’s her.

But, this is just adolescence.

Jiang Xiong opened his mouth but didn’t say anything to stop her; instead, he seed to suddenly rember sothing and reminded,

"Right, Yiyi, shouldn’t you and your mom also find so ti to have a proper talk?"

Bai Yi holding her phone while walking toward the bathroom paused slightly, without any response.

Jiang Xiong helplessly glanced at her back and continued,

"Ever since you returned from the gaming expo, you haven’t spoken a word to each other, and this silent treatnt isn’t a solution."

"Uncle Jiang, you talked to her about my singing, didn’t you?"

"Of course."

"She didn’t agree, did she?"

"She didn’t refuse either..."

Bai Yi clenched her teeth, her grip on her phone tightening.

She furrowed her brows, turned around, not looking at Jiang Xiong but staring at the floor,

"Yes, neither agreent nor refusal, essentially ans disagreent. Her silence is only because the singing turned out well, and I got approached by record companies and endorsent brands. She has no reasons to object then.

"But I bet, the mont I face any setback, believe , she will be the first to mock ... saying things like ’It was right of not to let you sing, you didn’t believe it’..."

Jiang Xiong fell silent for a mont, finding no ground or reasoning to argue with Bai Yi.

Because he knew well, that is how Zuo Jiangqin would likely handle her child.

"...Alright, let things take their course then."

He smiled resignedly and said to Bai Yi,

"I just never expected that I, as the stepfather, would turn out to be the firewall between you and your real mother."

Hearing this, Bai Yi pursed her lips, her eyes complexly fixed onto Jiang Xiong.

Bai Yi’s biological father passed away early, and after his death, Zuo Jiangqin, who previously lived a pampered life, had been forced to toughen up and support Bai Yi’s upbringing.

Perhaps because of this, Zuo Jiangqin beca more and more imperious over ti.

This made Bai Yi’s mories of her father grow deeper and increasingly nostalgic about the tis she had him during her childhood.

Thus, even though Jiang Xiong and Zuo Jiangqin had been remarried for many years, she still hadn’t adapted to addressing him differently.

Of course, Jiang Xiong didn’t mind that.

"You call whatever you feel comfortable with, Yiyi. Just rember in your heart, that we are family from now on."

However, at this mont, Bai Yi opened her mouth, thinking of her mother Zuo Jiangqin, and within her embrace, a phantom pocket watch silently took shape.

Since the gaming expo on Sunday, Bai Yi had been acting as if she had forgotten she possessed this superpower.

Because these past few days had been truly joyful for her.

Whether it was the joy of successful singing or the inception of a tender, nebulous romance...

But at this mont, recalling the cold war with her mother, the pocket watch abruptly revealed its shape.

Bai Yi held the pocket watch in one hand and her phone in the other, finally mustering a smile, while turning her head towards the bathroom, she nonchalantly said,

"Alright, Uncle Jiang, I’ll go wash my face... Afterward, I’ll think about what ssage to reply to Yan Huan..."

"Okay."

Jiang Xiong smiled slightly and bowed his head to drink water.

But he completely missed hearing, throughout the room, a faint, regular ticking noise, like droplets of water,

"Drip drip... tick tock..."