Chapter 21

The man standing in front of her had eyes that were deeper than usual, like two magnets, silently drawing her in.

As if burned, Jinwu shifted her gaze, her ears, tucked under her hair, still had a lingering warmth. “I’ll go up first.”

The man who had been giggling just now stopped giggling.

Duan Shiyan: “Oh.”

Receiving a look of resentment and disappointment from the other side, Jinwu tilted her head slightly, a little confused.

But she quickly guessed what it was about, and couldn’t help but chuckle, her clear and beautiful brows curved into a beautiful arc.

“See you tomorrow.”

Jinwu looked at him with bright and clear eyes, even her tone softened with a cheerful smile. “Fiancé.”

“!!!”

The completely unexpected address suddenly entered his ears, Duan Shiyan was stunned on the spot.

Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, his entire ear turned completely red with pure innocence!

It was even more noticeable and striking in the dim night.

“You… don’t look at me!”

Realizing that his ears were uncontrolably smoking with heat.

The man who had been at ease just now quickly raised his arm to cover himself, his handsome and arrogant face was also suspiciously tinged with a faint blush. “I’m not looking good now!”

Duan Shiyan’s Adam’s apple bobbed in annoyance.

He had always wanted to maintain a mature, steady, and handsome image in front of her.

But why did his ears turn so red just because she called him fiancé, TvT

Jinwu looked at him curiously, seeing this rare side of him that he was embarrassed about.

Suddenly, a memory that had become blurry, suddenly came back to her mind like a page turning, clear and vivid.

She remembered it was one afternoon in her sophomore year.

After finishing her class work, she went to the library.

The boy in his black and white school uniform was tall and broad-shouldered, he was leaning his chin on one hand, and holding a black dog pen that he had taken from her pencil case, he was lazily writing a test paper.

Jinwu looked at him, still a little surprised.

Teacher Luo had asked her to tutor Duan Shiyan in Chinese, and she had thought that someone like him, who was always restless and couldn’t sit still, would only have a three-minute attention span.

She hadn’t expected him to be surprisingly obedient.

Every time, without her having to say anything, he would already have his homework and pen on the table.

Then, he would raise his pair of exceptionally beautiful peach blossom eyes and stare straight at her, waiting for his little teacher to start the lesson.

If she hadn’t come yet, he would just sit there quietly waiting for her.

Because it was the library, and seeing that he was doing a test paper, Jinwu’s footsteps were slow, she gently walked behind him.

The boy who was listlessly writing the test paper paused his pen.

“Little Teacher Jinwu, you’re here…”

He looked up.

Just as Jinwu noticed a translation error of his, she naturally bent down slightly behind him, raised her finger to point at it, very close to him, she said softly, “Duan Shiyan, you got this Classical Chinese translation wrong again.”

“Bang!”

She didn’t know what happened, but the boy who had been so calm and lazy suddenly stood up from his chair as if he had been stepped on his tail.

As if trying to cover something up, he suddenly reacted extremely strongly and raised his arm to cover his face. “Don’t get so close to me!”

She thought he was angry at that time.

But now, as Jinwu carefully observed the man’s reaction, she realized belatedly.

Was he not angry at her back then, but shy?

Jinwu looked at his still red ears, and couldn’t help but slowly curl the corners of her lips.

They were so red.

And they looked so soft.

She felt like the texture would be very nice.

Jinwu’s fingertips twitched.

She suddenly had an urge to reach out and pinch them, but then she thought, would it be too presumptuous of her to do that?

“Duan Shiyan.”

As if she was teasing him, Jinwu looked at him, her usually clear and delicate brows were filled with an unconscious liveliness. “Are you shy?”

Duan Shiyan met her smiling eyes, his Adam’s apple bobbed.

The man who had successfully ascended to the top had already understood a truth.

That is, when you should speak, speak, that’s how you get a wife.

“Yeah, I’m shy.”

He looked straight at her, confidently and frankly. “Because you called me fiancé, I like it so much.”

“I suggest you call me that more.”

With his ears still flushed, Brother Experiment, who hadn’t completely calmed down, was stubborn. “I can handle it.”

Jinwu looked at him, a little stunned.

Before she reunited with him, Duan Shiyan had always been a child of privilege in her impression, born with a silver spoon in his mouth, with eyes higher than the sky, flamboyant and unrestrained.

But she suddenly had a feeling.

She felt like she was only truly getting to know him now.

Had he changed so much, or was he always like this?

“It’s so strange…”

Jinwu looked a little confused. “We’ve known each other for three years, how come I didn’t realize before that you’re actually different from what I thought?”

Because back then, you were always looking at Fu Yulchen.

Not me.

Duan Shiyan lowered his eyes.

The corners of his lips, which had been raised, slowly flattened into a straight line, the obscure and gloomy darkness that had always been hidden in his dark eyes was once again unable to be suppressed and surged out.

People say that this Crown Prince of Beijing is arrogant and used to getting his way, there’s never anything in this world that he would envy or be jealous of.

But in fact.

He did.

He had always envied and been jealous of Fu Yulchen, insanely jealous.

After a while, Duan Shiyan slowly said in a low voice, “So, in your heart, what kind of person was I?”

Jinwu thought for a moment, and didn’t give him any face, recounting the crimes of a certain childish ghost from the past. “I thought you were proud and free, flamboyant and rebellious, fearless, you never wore your school uniform properly, you were always skipping class and being late, and you liked to play pranks.

You always liked to play with my braids when you sat behind me, you also liked to brazenly use my pen and notebook, oh right, you always liked to poke my back with your pen during class, teasing me to talk, sometimes you even got me called out by the teacher…”

Duan Shiyan: “…”

Damn!

Was he really that much of a jerk?

No wonder he couldn’t get a wife!

“Duan Shiyan, do you know?”

Jinwu looked at him and chuckled softly. “For a while, I thought you were like everyone else, you hated me because of my illegitimate daughter status, so you liked to tease me like that…”

Before she could finish, Duan Shiyan suddenly interrupted her in a hurried voice.

“I never hated you! I’ve never hated you! I—”

Because he had fallen in love with a girl for the first time.

He didn’t know how to properly attract her attention.

So, he acted like a mischievous ghost, always hanging around her, teasing her in various ways to get her attention.

A child of privilege falling in love could also become an idiot.

This idiot was also a coward.

Knowing that the girl had a crush on someone, he kept his flamboyant unrestrainedness tightly under wraps, afraid that she would notice and he wouldn’t even have the right to talk to her.

He didn’t expect that his clumsiness would lead the girl to misunderstand that he hated her.

“Jinwu.”

Duan Shiyan looked at her.

His arrogant and profound brows lowered, his eyes that were fixed on her were serious and passionate. “From now on, please look at me again, look at what kind of person I really am.”

“You’ll find that everything you saw before was wrong.”

“I’ve never hated you, not for a single second.”

You have always been the most stunning and passionate symbol of youth for this idiot, a long and enduring one-sided love, and a willing and conscious fall.

You were then.

You are now.

You will be in the future.

Jinwu was stunned by the intensity in his eyes, her breath caught in her throat.

Was he explaining himself to her?

But it was too serious, too sincere.

So serious that it wasn’t like an old classmate explaining to her.

It was more like… someone who had always liked her, explaining to her.

But how could Duan Shiyan possibly like her?

Jinwu had never been confident enough to think that she had such great charm that a child of privilege would secretly like her for so long.

Their relationship was at most, partners helping each other.

She couldn’t think too much.

If she was the only one deeply involved in this relationship, the only one who would get hurt would be herself.

She couldn’t repeat the same mistake.

But the man’s eyes were so sincere and passionate, she couldn’t say no.

Jinwu was lost in thought.

Just looking at him, getting to know him again, shouldn’t be a problem…

“Okay.”

Jinwu’s red lips slowly curved into a smile. “I promise you, I’ll watch you, I’ll get to know what kind of person you are again.”

She had been quiet for a while.

Duan Shiyan patiently waited for her, seemingly calm and composed, but only he knew how tense his shoulders were.

Finally, hearing her answer, his shoulders relaxed abruptly, the intense heat in his dark pupils became even brighter. “Really?”

Jinwu smiled and nodded. “Really.”

“Not looking at anyone else?”

“No more.”

“Then pinky promise.”

Duan Shiyan extended his pinky finger towards her, his low, magnetic voice was filled with joy. “Pinky promise, a hundred years, never change.”

Jinwu looked at his childish behavior, the smile in her eyes couldn’t help but deepen.

Another new discovery.

Besides his ears turning red when he was shy, he was also a little childish sometimes.

He was quite cute.

Jinwu’s brows curved slightly, she cooperated and extended her pinky finger towards him, gently hooking it around his fingertip, and shook it. “Pinky promise, a hundred years, never change.”

Duan Shiyan’s lips curled up.

His long pinky finger hooked around her soft fingertip, as if he naturally extended it upwards, pulling her thumb towards him.

Then, he “popped” a seal on his thumb, as if kissing it.

Jinwu: ?

“See you tomorrow.”

Before she could react.

He bent his tall body, leaning towards her ear, his eyes slightly lifted, his low, magnetic, and sexy voice echoed with a seductive charm. “Goodnight, my dear fiancée”