When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 11 - 0: Haven’t Fallen for Yaoyao, Have You?

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Chapter 11: Chapter 011: Haven’t Fallen for Yaoyao, Have You?

The once noisy snack shop suddenly quieted down as Jiang Shuyao seized the moment and quickly squirmed out with a yogurt in hand.

Chen Jin, spotting the girl in the crowd, tilted his head and teasingly said to his friend nearby, "Brother Yan, ran into Little Fairy again, what a coincidence."

What coincidence, he had been watching her approach.

Pei Yan simply smiled lazily, standing in the most conspicuous part of the crowd. Ignoring the varied stares around him, his gaze rested quietly on the young girl pushing her way toward him.

Still confused, Jiang Shuyao focused on walking. Just as she was about to descend the last step, a foot suddenly appeared in her line of sight. In her panic, she tried to retract her own foot, but it was already too late.

Next moment, the tip of that white sneaker precisely stamped a footprint—a footprint that to someone, appeared quite adorable.

As Jiang Shuyao looked up, she met the boy’s seemingly amused eyes. The words she intended for an apology suffocated back down her throat.

Clearly, the brat did it on purpose.

What was he up to now? 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Irritated, the girl faced the onlookers’ curious stares, unable to prevent a blush from spreading across her face.

"What are you looking at? Do you all want a kick too?" Pei Yan’s chilling gaze swept around, his tone seemingly joking, yet it frightened many into quickly averting their eyes.

He then looked down and said to the young girl, "How about stepping on the right side too, for symmetry?"

Compared to his earlier fierce appearance, Pei Yan seemed much gentler when he said this.

His friends were dumbstruck, feeling that their boss was truly serious this time.

Typically, not only would he not bother arguing with women, but those shoes on his feet would probably end up in the trash after today.

Such bootlicking words coming from their leader, was rarer than Chen Jin scoring a hundred percent.

Yet, astonishingly, their leader sounded quite sincere.

However, the same words sounded completely sarcastic to Tang Xing’s ears.

She cautiously moved beside Jiang Shuyao and whispered, "Don’t provoke him, just apologize and we’ll leave. I heard he’s a bit psychologically twisted; continuing this won’t be good for us."

School bully: "..."

Talking ill of him and daring to let him hear.

The boy’s face visibly darkened. Quickly, Jiang Shuyao grasped her deskmate’s wrist, gave it a gentle squeeze, and then said to the person in front of her, "I’m not interested in your other foot."

As soon as she finished speaking, a hint of a smile spread across Pei Yan’s eyes. He fondly attempted to pat the girl’s head but stopped midway, ending up patting the empty air.

The girl hurried away, leaving him a swiftly retreating back.

Everyone muttered among themselves, instinctively looking toward the moody school big shot.

Despite the outcome, Pei Yan didn’t seem embarrassed. With a faint smile, he withdrew his hand in mid-air, leisurely placing it into his pocket, ascended the steps, and entered the snack shop with a volatile expression.

From a distance.

Tang Xing was still lost in her fantastical world, pondering the school bully’s baffling action before leaving, and speculated, "Yaoyao, what was Pei Yan trying to do just now? He seemed like he was about to... touch you."

"..."

Jiang Shuyao forced a couple of awkward laughs, "You’re mistaken, he was just raising his hand to wipe his sweat."

Really?

But it’s quite cool today.

And who is Pei Yan? Rich and powerful, devastatingly handsome, fierce and domineering. How could such a person be so kind to a girl who dirtied his shoes?

All the way, Tang Xing couldn’t figure it out.

It wasn’t until they passed the entrance to Qinyuan Building and a breeze blew through, lifting the soft hair of the girl beside her and casting sunlight on her fair cheek, glowing vibrant and freshly enticing.

Tang Xing inadvertently turned her head, staring in astonishment. Then, a nonsensical thought crossed her mind.

That school bully, could he have taken a liking to Yaoyao?