At this mont, Xiyan really missed An Ran...
An Ran took the day off and didn’t co to school, so Xiyan had to go to the cafeteria alone for lunch.
Which inadvertently led to this "tragedy."
Watching the fangirls of Ou Jue and Yin Qianze glare at her with hostility and murderous intent was... unnerving.
Xiyan was genuinely worried—if she ended up alone, would they gang up on her and beat her senseless?
Yin Qianze rubbed his nose and said, "Sorry, does their opinion bother you that much?"
Ou Jue scanned the room coldly and declared, "Anyone have a problem with Xia Xiyan? Speak up."
The Demon King’s tone was outright threatening, exuding a "step up if you’re not afraid to die" kind of vibe.
Who would dare step up? Please!
Nervous bodies trembled as heads lowered quickly, and everyone focused on eating their own als.
Xiyan massaged her aching forehead, realizing—great, now she’d made even more enemies.
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Since he had a follow-up appointnt at the hospital in the afternoon, Yin Qianze had only co to school to have lunch with Xiyan before he left.
Traveling all the way here just to share one al with her?
Even though Qianze assured her not to feel pressured...
This unreciprocated, impossible-to-return affection felt so heavy.
"What are you thinking about?"
The question abruptly interrupted Xiyan’s thoughts.
Xiyan ca back to her senses, gripping her pen tightly and turning to look at the person sitting next to her—Ou Jue.
This Demon had followed Xiyan all the way from the cafeteria back to the classroom.
And now, he was shalessly sitting at the sa desk as her...
"I don’t feel like talking to you," Xiyan continued scribbling on her test paper.
Hmph, after ignoring for days, don’t think a few casual pleasantries will make forgive you.
Let’s see how you like the sa treatnt I received.
Pretending to be engrossed in her math test, Xiyan discreetly perked her ears up to catch any movent beside her.
Odd—why wasn’t he saying anything?
What was he doing?
Could he have left already?
No, that couldn’t be—she hadn’t heard a single sound.
Xiyan couldn’t hold back her curiosity any longer. Her gaze shifted slightly, stealing a glance to the side.
The next second, her eyes t his deep, black ones directly.
Yikes.
He had been staring at her the whole ti!
Xiyan quickly turned her head away, feeling her heart beating wildly like a scared deer trapped in her chest.
Ugh—being watched for so long by a self-restrained, unattainable heartthrob like Ou Jue—who could possibly stand that?
Oh no, it felt like she was ice cream lting bit by bit under the scorching heat of his gaze.
Ou Jue had witnessed every single one of her reactions just now.
The corners of his mouth curved into a quiet, perfectly attractive smile.
With one hand propped against his cheek, his impossibly handso face remained calm and unhurried.
He looked just like a hunter waiting to strike, exuding poise, patience, and absolute control.
The soft afternoon sunlight spilled quietly into the room, peaceful and beautiful.
Xiyan kept her head down, staring at her test paper, but her thoughts were flooded with panicked inner comntary: Oh no, oh no, Ou Jue’s still staring at —Ou Jue’s still staring...
Her small face had begun blushing uncontrollably, the color spreading all the way up to her ears.
Loose strands of hair slid down beside her cheeks, shielding her face—and inadvertently blocking Ou Jue’s view.
He raised his arm and, with his long fingers, gently tucked the stray locks behind her ear.
The gesture sent Xiyan’s girlish heart into a frenzy!!
Her chest felt like it was being softly clawed by a kitten, unbearably ticklish.
The next second, she felt Ou Jue leaning closer.
His warm breath brushed against her ear as he spoke in a low and steady voice, "Didn’t you say you don’t want to talk to ? So why is your face red? Hmm?"
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