When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 132: Dare to Disturb Her and See What Happens

Chapter 132: Chapter 132: Dare to Disturb Her and See What Happens

Don’t let her quiet, demure appearance fool you; when she starts arguing, she doesn’t lose any momentum.

The sentence just now really hit a sore spot for someone.

Pei Yan resignedly nodded his head, "You’re right, you’re the boss."

"I’m not the boss."

"Then what do you want to be?"

Jiang Shuyao, biting into her plump bun, said unclearly, "I’m a beautiful girl."

Hmm.

Indeed, she was beautiful.

Pei Yan watched her silly appearance and couldn’t help but free up a hand to gently stroke her cheek with his fingertips.

His Yaoyao would only say these things in front of him.

This was an exclusive treatment reserved for her future boyfriend, not available to anyone else, no matter how much they wanted it.

Mid-July had passed, and the weather gradually became hot and dry. In such a season, wearing a mask every day when going out was stiflingly uncomfortable.

The school repeatedly emphasized that all teachers and students must wear masks when entering and leaving the school, and the first thing to do upon entering the classroom was to disinfect with hand sanitizer.

Everything was moving in a positive direction, yet everyone still dared not let down their guard.

However, just as the domestic epidemic was nearly eradicated, the situation abroad turned pessimistic overnight.

Jiang Shuyao thought of her godmother far away in Los Angeles, and seeing Pei Yan acting as if nothing was wrong every day, she didn’t know whether he was genuinely unconcerned or just pretending not to care.

She learned from Uncle Li that her godmother went back to Rong on the day of the last basketball league to sweep the graves of Pei Yan’s grandmother.

She was supposed to visit Pei Yan at Yunzhong on the way, but something changed, and the godmother didn’t show up at Yunzhong, boarding the plane back to the US without a word.

She would never forget what happened that day.

Thinking about it now, perhaps Pei Yan’s loss of control and aggression wasn’t only provoked by Liang Zixiao’s stimulus but was also significantly tied to the absence of his godmother from Yunzhong.

In this world, no one truly hates their mother.

The reason Pei Yan’s godmother became his taboo was precisely that he loved her too much.

Loving too much, he expressed the inner dependency he suddenly lost in the form of hatred.

With the college entrance examination looming, the school once again organized a motivational meeting for the graduating class.

The speakers this time were Lu Chen and the representative from class eight of the arts stream, Xie Anyu.

Besides, there was another person whom everyone especially looked forward to hearing: Pei Yan.

Time had passed, but it was the same place, Chen Jin sat below, clicking his tongue in amazement, "Brother Yan is mighty. Last year he went up there to read an apology, and this year he’s a model student. We can only admire him from afar."

"It’s a pity Sister Yao didn’t go up this year."

"If Sister Yao had gone up, Brother Yan would probably brag about it for a long time."

The entire auditorium was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The head disciplinarian coughed once, his warning gaze sweeping over to Class Two, and Chen Jin with Xu Kanfeng immediately shut their mouths.

"Brother Yan is about to speak, you two listen up,"

He Qingzhou said, and the two heads beside him immediately turned towards the podium in unison.

Like last year, Pei Yan was dressed in all black from top to bottom.

But this year, he stood straight, no longer slouching casually.

Everyone held their breath in anticipation, truly curious what the first words from Boss Pei would be after his reformation.

After a brief silence, a cool, youthful voice came from the microphone.

"I’m Pei Yan from Class Two. There’s nothing much I want to say. The college entrance exam is upon us, and I wish everyone success and to be admitted into the universities you desire. That’s all I have to say."

With just that sentence, enthusiastic applause erupted from below.

Tang Xing was so excited he could barely contain himself, "Yaoyao, your boyfriend, why is he so cool both when he’s bad and when he’s good? So handsome."

Jiang Shuyao glared and quickly covered the girl’s mouth.

"Ah, this... Hehe, I forgot about that," Tang Xing realized she had spoken without a filter too late, and cautiously glanced around—fortunately, nobody had heard.

Everyone was busy applauding Pei Yan, naturally, no one had the time to pay attention to anything else.

But there were always those who slipped through the net.

Tang Xing’s word "boyfriend" was inadvertently overheard by a girl from the class next door.

And so, eight days before the countdown to the college entrance exam, the rumor that Boss Pei and Class Six’s Jiang Shuyao were together directly leveled the entire Yunzhong High.

As the rumor fermented day by day, Yu Zhengqing, the homeroom teacher of Class Six, couldn’t sit still any longer.

While Jiang Shuyao was called to the office, on the other side, Qin Ming was also talking to Pei Yan.

The content of the conversations with their students was generally consistent, but the way they spoke differed by miles.

Yu Zhengqing took a sip of tea and comforted her, "Calm your mind and concentrate on preparing for the exam, and when your name is posted on the golden list, all these rumors will collapse on their own."

Qin Ming’s face showed confusion and a long series of exclamations, "There are only eight days left until the college entrance exam, what made you so anxious? It would have been better to wait."

Jiang Shuyao: "..."

Pei Yan: "..."

The parties involved felt they were innocent.

From beginning to end, Mr. Yu didn’t say a single word of doubt or reproach to her, instead, he was worried about affecting her emotions and kept comforting her throughout.

In Yu Zhengqing’s eyes, Jiang Shuyao was the paragon of Class Six, and he firmly believed that this blossom could not possibly root itself in the manure of Class Two.

Between the lines, it reflected the inherent haughtiness and confidence of a key class’s homeroom teacher.

Jiang Shuyao was ashamed.

Although she hadn’t officially started dating Pei Yan, those little actions they’d shared in private were not something that regular classmates would do.

In a certain sense, ever since she said "we will be together in the future" in the hospital, she had invisibly stepped halfway into the grave of puppy love.

A countdown of eight days.

Heaven was playing too big of a joke.

Pei Yan didn’t care what others thought of him, but he couldn’t stand hearing a single unfriendly word about Jiang Shuyao.

The rumor originated from that girl in Class Eight, and to address both the symptoms and the root cause, that very evening, Pei Yan went straight to the third floor to intercept her.

The girl was close to Xie Anyu, and when the first period of evening self-study ended, both went to the restroom together.

Just as they finished washing their hands and came out, they saw a boy leaning lazily against the windowsill.

The girl, clutching Xie Anyu, quickened her pace with a hint of guilt, and as they were about to brush past, Pei Yan’s cold voice sounded from beside them.

"Why are you running? Did I say you could leave?"

Boss Pei had been quiet for too long, so long that some people mistook him for a defanged old tiger.

However, a tiger is always carnivorous; it’s best not to provoke one while it is dozing, for if you do, you can only blame yourself for the bad luck. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Xie Anyu had witnessed Pei Yan’s ruthlessness.

The girl beside her was already scared witless, yet she, an outsider, seemed unusually composed.

The boy’s hair was short and sleek, and the darkness in his eyes was profoundly intimidating at just a glance.

Xie Anyu remembered the speech he gave a few days ago on the stage, as a model student, to the audience below.

"Pei Yan, she didn’t mean it, just to go through the motions, shouldn’t you at least push through these remaining eight days?"

It was said when he got angry, he didn’t spare even the girls.

Although he might not hit anyone, he wasn’t easily fooled either.

After hearing this, the girl immediately nodded her head, "I accidentally let it slip; it wasn’t intentional, I’ll go apologize to Jiang Shuyao."

Pei Yan’s smile grew cold, "Dare go disturb her and see what happens."

"..."

The girl was at a loss.

After two seconds of silence, Pei Yan leisurely suggested a plan to her.

No one heard what the young man said.

But it was known that by the end of evening self-study that day, a girl from Class Eight, carrying cleaning tools, cleaned all the toilets in the entire building.