CH 10

Embarrassing.

Reflexively, to try to alleviate the awkwardness,

“… Bro, you’re on fleek today.”

Alleviation failed.

“What’s going on…”

“Wow, look at that classy ride. Is it some rich family’s descendent going to school? Does our school even have someone that rich?”

“Is… Isn’t that He Jünle and that expelled Su… Su-something? Stop looking; go go go. He Jünle might beat someone up!”

This is rush-hour for students going to school, and obviously, Murong Jihua’s high-class, gorgeous sports car is attracting attention from students to teachers alike.

And because the school’s ownership transferring is kept secret, naturally no one would expect the rich person in the ride driving a girl to school would be the renowned CEO Murong——

In all the hustling, there are three people. One on the car, two on the ground. Two pairs of eyes, on the car and on the ground, are staring at each other.

They’re blocking the school entrance and technically illegally parked. Quite the uncouth gesture.

The kind that the crowd instinctively makes way and avoids.

Su Xiaomo, trapped deep within a shuraba – weak_poor_helpless.jpg (TL: A meme. Seriously, this is a meme. I know.)

‘Tch.’

He Jünle smirks, and wraps his fingers holding Su Xiaomo’s wrist a bit tighter. Murong Jihua can clearly see, how those pristine, white fingers are choking, forcing a trail of red on the girl’s thin wrist——

Despite He Jünle’s absolutely brilliant facial features, there is no warmth in them at all. In fact, he is practically emanating chilliness.

All in spite of the fire in his eyes.

“Mr CEO sure is a smooth-talker. Not just so free that he has time to rob someone’s love, but to even deign to joke with this peasant.”

“Well? Since you failed to smack me to death with stacks of cash last time, this time you’re here to rectify that mistake?”

If it was possible, he did want to try.

Though Murong Jihua clears his throat to say,

“… Of course not. How could I possibly trouble a kid over a woman? Are you doubting my charm——Or degrading my personality?”

“Frankly, both.”

“You really are good at making enemies of people if nothing else; you’re not worried I’d take revenge when no one is looking?”

“Ho, if you really are such a petty individual, what kind of ‘number one man in the world’ would you be?

Or rather, if you did have such an intention, would you have even let me off with an excuse that night?”

This damned outrageous teenager of the underground, is actually pretty damned sharp?

He Jünle, seeing Murong Jihua all silent in response, pushes drags Su Xiaomo behind his tall, slender figure in a protective gesture, and says with a much more neutral tone,

“You do not even like Mo-er, why trouble her? If I may interject, beautiful, and talented women, cannot possibly be scarce surrounding you. Even the money you offered to buy her, I…”

“Conceding, is never this shaoye’s style!”

Murong Jihua cuts He Jünle’s attempt to reason short, as he declares,

“Who told you——That I am only capable of winning women over with cash and looks?

Come, come one, come all, my Mu’s good Le-gege, let us bet.”

“What.”

Murong Jihua quickly exits the car and walks over, putting his hand forcefully onto where He Jünle is grabbing Su Xiaomo’s wrist,

His aura is continuous, fragrant; a light suggestion of black tea.

He’s a bit close.

It is smothering him a little.

He Jünle thinks, without showing it on his face at all.

“We bet on——Who the fortune favours.” (TL: i.e. They’ll gamble on who she chooses in the end)

‘Snap’ (TL: Onomatopoeia of camera shutter)

Murong Jihua “…”

“Delete it! I will only ever permit your device to store this shaoye’s form, and no other man’s!”

Week one, Murong Jihua comes to pick her off of school with 999 roses in his arms (TL: How large are Murong Jihua’s arms? How does that even fit?!);

He Jünle, instead, comes to pick her up with 999 notebooks in his hands (TL: …) that she couldn’t hand in while she was expelled.

It’s Murong Jihua’s complete loss.

Week two, Murong Jihua comes to pick her off of school, accompanied by ten five-star professors specialising in high-school education, and has booked for her all the special supplementary classes of the weekends and holidays;

He Jünle, instead, takes advantage of the fact that CEO Murong has had all of Su Xiaomo’s studies sorted out, and ditches all classes with Su Xiaomo without a care in the wind, touring and having fun over the entire North District.

It’s Murong Jihua’s complete loss.

Week three, Su Xiaomo is already a legend in the school and even among the surrounding area, but Murong Jihua, has begun shutting himself in.

Seriously, he, can’t even, win against his rival in love at all, not to mention winning over the girl herself!