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Published at 30th of June 2019 08:25:07 PM
Chapter 89

An Xiaxia was shocked by the shop owner’s “generosity” and asked in disbelief, “Really? You would do that?”


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The shop owner chuckled at her reaction . “Yes . Here, take it . ”

An Xiaxia rushed over and took the pickles in rapture .

The shop owner asked casually, “Is that your boyfriend? He’s so good-looking… he looks like someone from that music group my daughter watches on TV… what’s it called…”

An Xiaxia forced out a smile . “Hoho, he does, doesn’t he?”

She ran back to Sheng Yize, leaving no time for the shop owner to think, then showed him the pickles as if she was exhibiting some treasure . “Look! Pickles!”

Sheng Yize darted a look at her and sighed .

This girl was so easily satisfied .

He was almost at his wits’ end with her obliviousness .

“You can have it . ” He then stared at the view outside the window, while An Xiaxia took the cup in bewilderment and finished the rest of the noodles .


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She wasn’t going to waste the food!

One cup wasn’t even close to filling two stomachs . When the bus pulled into the station, An Xiaxia was still hungry .

Sheng Yize booked two bus tickets online and boarded with An Xiaxia .

The bus to Yu City was almost filled up . There were only two seats left in the back row .

The passengers packed densely inside somehow frightened An Xiaxia .

Sheng Yize seemed to sense what was going on in her head, for he was holding her hand before she realized it .

An Xiaxia felt her fluster disappear right away .

They took their seats and chatted briefly before An Xiaxia yawned and began to fall asleep .

Sheng Yize watched her head slowly sink to the side, almost bumping into the window pane .


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Without thinking, he put his palm flat on the window and An Xiaxia’s forehead landed on the back of his hand . She didn’t wake up .

Sheng Yize sat there dazed for a second . He then slowly turned An Xiaxia’s head the other way and let her lean on his shoulder .

He smiled with satisfaction .

Taking An Xiaxia’s phone, he sent a message and thought about how ridiculous the events of the past two days had been .

Falling into a river, no money to buy food, traveling on a long-distance bus…

All these things that he had never expected to experience in his life were somehow shared with An Xiaxia .

Somehow, it didn’t feel so bad after all .

When An Xiaxia woke up, the bus had just arrived at Yu City .


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After getting off, she was about to call An Yibei to pick her up when a luxurious Porsche stopped with a whoosh in front of her .

Wow… nice car…

Although, why did it look so familiar?

She was still wondering when Sheng Yize pulled her into the car .

It was only after she saw the smiling face of the uncle driving the car that An Xiaxia remembered: this was Sheng Yize’s ride!

She opened her eyes wide . “Uncle, how come you knew we would be at the station?”

“Young Master contacted me,” said the driver respectfully .

An Xiaxia turned to Sheng Yize and saw his usual indifferent face . However, something seemed off; it was just that she couldn’t put her finger on it .

Sheng Yize looked at the view outside and smiled mockingly at himself .

There were a million ways they could have come back earlier, but he had chosen not to do anything .

Women were indeed the scariest creatures in the world .

He turned around and said unhurriedly, “An Xiaxia, you still haven’t explained what you meant by those words . ”

“What words?” An Xiaxia tried to play dumb .

“You said you’ll never trash me again…” Sheng Yize raised a nice-looking brow . “Are you, like, my anti-fan?”

“Where did that come from! No! I’m not! I’m really not!” An Xiaxia denied loudly, feeling very much eaten up by her guilty conscience .

“So the answer is yes . ” Sheng Yize sneered and closed in on An Xiaxia, who had now rolled herself into a ball .

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