Willow Crawford turned around and left, distancing herself from the crowd, heading towards the classroom.
But soon footsteps ca from behind, and a large hand reached out and grabbed her slender wrist.
Willow Crawford was forced to stop, she turned her head, and it was Miles Linden.
"Miles, let go of !" Willow said as she forcefully pulled back her wrist.
Miles smirked, "Willow, what’s wrong? Are you unhappy that I won the competition?"
"Of course I’m happy, congratulations, genius boy Miles Linden. I was blind before, not realizing the true face of Mount Tai." "Willow, are you angry? Why? Because I deceived you?"
Willow furrowed her brow, looking seriously at the young man in front of her, "Shouldn’t I be angry, Miles? I hate being deceived!"
Miles knew that a girl as pure and sincere as her hated deceit, and indeed, he had deceived her.
Willow, if one day you discover an even bigger lie, or that you’ve been living in deceit all along, from the day we t, I’ve been lying to you, what would you do? Would you hate , loathe , and stay away from ?
"Willow, you’re being a bit unreasonable, I couldn’t just say I was a genius when I entered the school. I didn’t deliberately hide it." Miles defended.
This was understandable to Willow; he was inherently low-key and wouldn’t flaunt the word "genius" on his face, but still, he deceived her!
"Miles, don’t dodge the issue, you know what I’m talking about — you deceived !"
Miles suddenly stepped forward, his tall and striking figure directly closing in on her.
Willow’s heart skipped, "What... what are you doing?"
"Willow, have you changed your mind?"
"What?"
"This all cos down to the promise I broke by deceiving you, are you regretting it? We agreed that as long as I won the competition, you’d be mine."
Miles looked into her eyes, deeply and sharply staring at her, giving her no chance to escape.
Willow vaguely felt this was the real Miles — he was a born hunter, with a deeply unfathomable deanor beneath a cold and indifferent exterior.
"Can’t I regret it? You deceived in the first place." Willow retorted.
Miles wanted to speak, but at that mont soone arrived — it was Hannah Alden.
Hannah already knew Miles was a genius boy, and she couldn’t wait to co over, regretting missing out on this golden opportunity and feeling a passionate connection towards Miles.
"Miles, can we talk?" Hannah interrupted the two, looking at Miles with adoration and eagerness.
Willow was already angry, and seeing Hannah rush over, eager to throw herself at Miles, made her even angrier.
"Your ex is here for you, I won’t disturb you!" Willow turned and left.
Miles stood watching her departing silhouette, pressing his thin lips.
"Miles," Hannah ca over, "Miles, congratulations on winning the competition. I’ve always felt you had a srizing charm and aura, and now I finally know what it is. Willow doesn’t appreciate you at all; I’m different. I’ve been thinking about you every mont since we parted..." Hannah confessed passionately.
But unfortunately, Miles interrupted her directly, "Are you done?"
"Miles..."
Miles had no interest in her words, turning to leave, giving Hannah only a cold and indifferent silhouette.
...
After school, Vivi Xavier ran over quickly, full of gossip, "Willow, it turns out your fiancé is a genius boy! The legend of your fiancé is spreading through our junior high section."
Fiancé?
"Vivi, who are you calling fiancé?"
"Miles, isn’t he your fiancé? But you did book a hotel room together..."
Looking at Vivi’s innocent big eyes, Willow really wanted to cover her mouth — no, no, he isn’t!
At that mont Vivi’s eyes brightened, she spoke up loudly, "Willow, look, your fiancé is here!"
Willow turned her head, Miles ca out, he was looking at her, walking towards her.
Vivi’s shout of "fiancé" he should have heard, Willow felt a headache, she really should’ve covered Vivi’s mouth just now.
"Vivi, we’re going ho!" Willow didn’t wait for Miles, directly pulling Vivi into the car.
When Miles walked over, the luxury car had already driven away — it was clear Willow was still angry and ignoring him.
...
In the luxury car.
Vivi looked curiously at Willow, "Willow, did you argue with your fiancé?"
Willow said seriously, "Vivi, he’s not my fiancé, don’t call him that."
"Oh, I got it."
"What did you get?"
"You really did argue with your fiancé."
"..."
"Willow, tomorrow is the weekend, let’s go to the 1949 club and have so fun." Vivi said.
Willow didn’t want to go, but Vivi directly told the driver, "To the 1949 club."
...
Arriving at the 1949 club, Willow and Vivi sat in that remote spot again — this spot was great, both low-key and offering a panoramic view.
"Willow, look over there!" Vivi excitedly pointed.
Willow followed Vivi’s hand and saw a group of teenagers gathered around the bar, all with high attractiveness and an air of aloofness, clearly the academic genius type.
"Willow, you might not know, but those are the most famous academic geniuses around here, all guaranteed top scorers, usually not hanging out with regular people — geniuses only hang out with geniuses. I never thought they’d gather here; I’m just enjoying the view." Vivi introduced.
It turns out they were all genius students, hence their aloof deanor.
"Willow," Vivi tugged at Willow, "look, your fiancé is here!"
Willow looked up, Miles ca in.
Miles arrived at the 1949 club.
But this ti, Miles wasn’t coming to her; instead, he joined the group of genius students.
From the beginning Willow could see those genius students were waiting for soone — turns out they were waiting for Miles.
As soon as Miles appeared, soone made space for him; he took the leading seat, surrounded by other geniuses.
"Miles, you finally stopped hiding. Sotis I really admire you, mingling daily with those ordinary people, putting up with their provocations."
"I heard you even took an exam at the school — wasn’t it childish for you to waste ti on such a trivial test?"
These genius students were proud, looking down on ordinary people, seeing Freddy as nothing, completely beneath notice.
At that mont, a pretty girl genius walked over and poured a drink for Miles. "Miles, I hear you’re wooing a girl nad Willow, the school flower; how’s it going, haven’t you won her over yet?"
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