Chapter 15: Little thing, you have a sharp tongue

“What are you doing!” Yun Ci was startled, her feet lifting straight off the ground.

The man's chest was pressed tightly against her back, and even through her clothes, she could feel waves of searing heat.

“Where do you think you're going?” Jun Siche's voice turned icy.

Yun Ci replied indignantly, “Home to sleep. Let go!”

“At this hour, you dare to go back alone?”

“What do you mean?”

Why wouldn't she dare to go back?

The man behind her suddenly let out a light chuckle. “You're quite the stubborn little thing. You're trembling with fear, yet you're still trying to act tough?”

She was trembling with rage!

Looking at the delicate girl in his arms, Jun Siche frowned slightly as if lost in thought. After a moment, he finally spoke with a sense of helplessness, “I can take pity on you and reluctantly drive you back.”

“...”

Get lost! Who wants him to drive her!

Yun Ci struggled desperately, but she was no match for the man's strength and was forcibly dragged into the car.

Uncle Zou, acting as the driver, was dumbfounded. “Master Che? You are...”

Using a posture similar to how one would cradle a baby, Jun Siche sat Yun Ci on his lap and commanded Uncle Zou coldly, “To the Ruan residence.”

Watching Yun Ci struggle violently, a flash of amusement crossed his eyes. “Are you happy now?”

Yun Ci panted from exhaustion, her delicate cheeks flushed crimson. “Happy about what?”

“Being in close proximity to me, of course.” The man arched an eyebrow, his answer quite certain and his tone tinged with a hint of smugness.

Yun Ci reached her breaking point. “Get lost!”

Jun Siche narrowed his long, slender eyes. Suddenly, his large palm gripped the back of Yun Ci's head, pulling her close until their breaths intertwined recklessly.

The man spoke in a playful tone, “Little thing, you have a very sharp tongue.”

“My hands are sharper.” Yun Ci swung her arm and landed a direct punch on the man's handsome face.

Uncle Zou's foot slipped, nearly crashing the car into a tree.

The man let out a muffled groan as his head was knocked to the side, his expression hidden in the darkness, inscrutable.

Jun Siche pressed his tongue against the spot where he had been hit, then slowly turned his head. A cold light flashed in his eyes, like a lurking beast, as he glared at Yun Ci in disbelief. “You dare hit me?!”

Yun Ci lifted her head, meeting his gaze without a shred of fear. “You can hit me back.”

Jun Siche suddenly raised his palm.

Yun Ci gripped the small knife hidden in her sleeve; if he dared to strike, she could sever his tendons in an instant.

However, the man's hand paused for a few seconds before landing on her cheek, turning into a gentle caress.

The coldness in his eyes dissipated, replaced by a teasing smile.

Immediately following, he said in an incredibly domineering tone, “Very good, little thing. You have successfully caught my attention.”

“...”

Uncle Zou cleared his throat several times. “Um... Master Che, we have arrived at the Ruan residence.”

Hearing this, Yun Ci shoved Jun Siche away violently, flung open the car door, and ran off as fast as she could, as if escaping a plague god.

Through the car window, Jun Siche stared at the girl's retreating figure in the dark night, his predatory gaze looking as if he wanted to burn two holes through her.

After waiting for a long while, Uncle Zou couldn't help but remind him, “Master Che, she's already long gone...”

Jun Siche withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and pinched the bridge of his nose, his expression gradually turning irritable. “Uncle Zou, tell me, since the little thing likes me so much, how should I reject her without hurting her young heart?”

“...”

Judging by the situation in the car just now, Uncle Zou felt sincere sympathy for Yun Ci. He truly wondered how chaotic their home would be once they were married.

Thinking of this, Uncle Zou sighed. “Master Che, I feel like... Miss Yun Ci doesn't seem very willing...”

Jun Siche looked up and shot Uncle Zou a cold glance. “She's just being shy. Forget it, you wouldn't understand. Let's go back.”

***

Early morning.

Arriving at school.

Unlike the usual bustle, the atmosphere in the classroom was eerie. Everyone was staring intently at their phones, their expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

“What is this... this is too much to look at!”

“Is this how they play? So intense?”

“Wait... isn't this Qin Yu...?”

(End of Chapter)