“Classmate Ye, let’s exchange our WeChat information and study together!”
“Classmate Ye, Classmate Ye, I’m also from the Advertising program! Are you interested in joining our club?”
“Classmate Ye, let me tell you about drama club…”
Ye Wanwan quickly spoke up, “Sorry, sorry, my boyfriend is waiting for me! How about next time I’m free!”
“Hm? Boy-boyfriend?”
The guys who struck up a conversation were all shocked before quickly revealing incredibly disappointed expressions…
After Ye Wanwan narrowly escaped those people, she miserably ran toward Si Yehan.
Ye Wanwan was currently wearing a simple white dress and wasn’t wearing any other accessories. However, her looks were simply too outstanding. Her skin was fair like snow, her features were as pretty as a picture, and the slightly upturned corners of her eyes were like peach blossoms…
Si Yehan was well aware of the type of look all those men had when they surrounded her and looked at her.
They were coveting his prized possession.
“Let’s go, let’s go. Did you wait a long time?” Ye Wanwan asked as she observed his expression.
“Just arrived.” Si Yehan opened the car door. His mood couldn’t be discerned from his face.
After getting in the car, Si Yehan told the driver, Xu Yi: “Go to the shopping center first.”
“Yes, 9th Master.” Xu Yi started the engine, not daring to breathe.
“It’s still early. We’ll go buy some clothes first then get you styled,” Si Yehan said as he read a finance and economics magazine, as though nothing happened earlier.
Ye Wanwan looked at her fingers while also peering at his expressionless profile. She cautiously probed, “Um, Ah-Jiu, are you angry?”
Ye Wanwan secretly assessed Si Yehan. In truth, Si Yehan’s temper really kept improving these days…
If it weren’t for the fact that she could instinctively sense his mood after knowing him for so long, she might’ve really been deceived by him.
After hearing Si Yehan’s response, Ye Wanwan immediately said without hesitation, righteously indignant, “You aren’t angry? You aren’t angry, but I’m angry!”
Then she pointed at her neck and fierily urged him, “Quick, quick, quick!”
Si Yehan’s brows knitted slightly, not understanding her intentions. “What?”
Ye Wanwan anxiously said, “Quickly stamp me! There’s always someone coveting your darling! So infuriating!”
Si Yehan was startled at first and looked at her fair neck inattentively. Then the feigned indifference and calmness on his face melted little by little. It was like a small flower blossomed from the ashes of his dead and decayed insides…
Xu Yi, who was driving in the front: “…”
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