Chapter 123: Holding Hands
Tomorrow?
Alone?
Qin Yanzhou’s brain went ‘buzz’, sinking into a total blank.
He suspected he was having auditory hallucinations. He slowly turned around, lowering his head to stare at her with dark, unblinking eyes. “Tomorrow?”
“Mhm.”
“Does Mr. Qin not welcome me?”
No, that wasn’t it!
He just never expected that she would be willing to take the initiative to see him again.
Furthermore, “spending time alone without being disturbed by anyone”—even a fool could tell that implied a date.
She was asking him out.
She didn’t dislike him; she didn’t find him eccentric or repulsive.
In an instant, all the previous hesitation, anxiety, torture, and pain vanished without a trace.
He was like a person who had struggled desperately to crawl out of the mud, just about to reach the mountain peak, only to fall completely because of a single sentence from her—falling into her “gentle village.” There, in his heart—a field that had been dark, damp, cold, and lonely for years—a small flower had bloomed.
Like a child who had suddenly been rewarded, his face filled with hope as he sought confirmation. “Really?”
“Really.”
“Don’t believe me?”
Su Miantang extended her pinky finger.
“Pinky swear to prove it?”
Qin Yanzhou slowly extended his fingers. His damp, cold black glove intertwined with hers.
Su Miantang lowered her gaze.
Tomorrow, she wanted him to take off these gloves and try to begin the normal physical contact shared between the opposite sexes.
Qin Yanzhou hooked her pinky tightly—so tightly that he felt his very soul had been hooked by her.
The two of them stood in the rain for an unknown amount of time. A handsome male and a beautiful female, fingers intertwined—the scene was more beautiful and romantic than any scenery on the island.
In the evening, Su Miantang was playing with Yue Zhongxian’s action figure in the back garden. She turned the digital interface and pressed the button for the wings, watching the figure’s valiant and spirited posture as it commanded with casual ease. She couldn’t help but rest her face in her hands, nodding leisurely.
“This is way too handsome, isn’t it?”
“No wonder Xiao Erduo sees him as an idol…”
She liked this gift very much and wanted more.
For example, a small golden eagle flying in the sky, a small snow wolf running in the mountains, a small red fox standing atop the peak of Qingqiu, a little white tiger cub, a pitiful large golden retriever lying in a cage, a lop-eared rabbit whose ears could be easily lifted, and especially a fluffy giant panda—she could already imagine its round body swaying as it walked out of a bamboo forest.
So cute…
Wait, gifts?
Right, she could give a gift to Qin Yanzhou.
Giving gifts was the best way to close the distance between people.
Maybe if he received one, he would see her as a friend—his first female friend.
However, he was so rich and had seen everything. What should she give?
“Sister, dinner is ready~”
In the kitchen, the youth poked his head out to call to her, only to see the girl didn’t react at all. She was just staring blankly at the action figure in the air.
Tsk.
He suddenly felt a bit jealous.
Jealous of himself.
“Sister, do you like this action figure that much?”
The youth’s dejected voice suddenly appeared beside her. Su Miantang looked over, her lips curling slightly. “Yeah, he’s so handsome. What’s… what’s wrong with you?”
Wasn’t this the gift he gave her?
Why did he look a bit unhappy?
“It’s nothing.”
Yue Zhongxian suddenly lowered his head, extending his two index fingers to poke them against each other gloomily.
“I was just thinking…”
“Does Sister only like powerful males like Yue Zhongxian and dislike… weak ones like Xiao Erduo?”
Su Miantang looked at his fingers suddenly poking together. “?” Was he acting cute?
“How could that be? You each have your own strengths.”
“Really? Then can Sister play with my beast form again?”
Yue Zhongxian and Xiao Erduo had to be treated fairly!
[AI Brain: I feel like Master is about to develop a split personality.]
“Is it okay? Did you put on the protective film?”
“Mhm, mhm, I did!”
“Then come here!”
Such a proactive lop-eared rabbit, extending his fluffy, adorable large ears to ask for pets—who wouldn’t like that?
“By the way, Xiao Erduo, I have something to do tomorrow night. I might come back very late. You make dinner and eat by yourself first.”
“I don’t want to! I want to wait for Sister to come back and have a late-night snack together!”
After saying that, he transformed back into his beast form, afraid of wasting a single second.
“Okay.”
Su Miantang smiled dotingly and began to reach out her “devil’s claws,” wantonly playing with this little rabbit that loved to act cute.
“Mhm…”
A long time later, Yue Zhongxian’s legs were soft, and his eyes were glazed as he limped toward his room. It was as if he had consumed some kind of drug; his whole being was nearly spent. But he still didn’t forget to add one last line.
“However, Yue Zhongxian really is very handsome.”
“?”
Su Miantang was amused by him.
Did he want her to like this action figure or not?
She reached out to recall the Yue Zhongxian figure still in the air. As she prepared to put it back into the storage box, she accidentally saw… beneath his left eye, there was also a tear mole, in the exact same position as Xiao Erduo’s.
The smile on the corner of her lips gradually froze. She paused for a few seconds before shaking her head. Had she played herself into a daze too? How could she link two people who were worlds apart?
Since Su Miantang left, the butler had actually seen the Head—who was usually cold, indifferent, quiet, and stingy with his expressions—actually smiling!
And he looked so good when he smiled!
While eating, he saw him smile again.
While talking about cooperation, he saw him smile again.
While browsing documents, he saw him smile yet again.
Eventually, the butler became numb to it, seeing it as nothing out of the ordinary.
However, while inspecting the soldiers patrolling the island at night, he saw the Head wasn’t sleeping. He was standing alone by the sea, smiling at a pitch-black rainforest scorpion held in his hand. It still felt a bit chilling.
Miss Su… she didn’t cast some kind of spell on the Head, did she? This symptom was much more serious than lovesickness!
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