The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Based on the evidence he had gathered, Sheng Qingyi wasn’t the one who had threatened An Xiaxia.

But there was no doubt that Sheng Qingyi had been involved.

Most likely, that “mysterious caller” was in fact two callers!

“That person threatened you into leaving me, didn’t they?” Sheng Yize said languidly. “And you were forbidden to tell me about it?”

An Xiaxia’s mouth fell open. “How do you know that?”

“I guessed.” Sheng Yize shrugged and An Xiaxia eyed him in reverence. “You’re brilliant!”

After a moment, she asked gingerly, “Do you think me… stupid? I was threatened so easily…”

“You are.” Sheng Yize’s remark was merciless and An Xiaxia replied with grievance, “But they threatened me with my family. If I didn’t break up with you immediately, a car was going to ram the one my brother and dad were in…”

She didn’t have any choice at that time.

Sheng Yize snorted. “Anyway, I wasn’t the most important person to you and I was dispensable. Sigh… you heartless woman!”

“No, it wasn’t like that!” An Xiaxia shook her head repeatedly. “You’re very important to me!”

“Am I?”

“Yes!”

“Prove it.” He smiled wickedly.

An Xiaxia was so anxious that she almost had tears in her eyes. “What proof do you want?”

“If a drumstick and I fall into the water at the same time, which one will you save?” Sheng Yize asked casually.

Pfft —

That question again.

An Xiaxia remembered that last time, her answer had been to let Sheng Yize save himself and get the drumstick out for her.

Saying that now would definitely earn her a good spanking.

Jabbing the tips of her index fingers together, she said, “I’ll save you.”

“I see~” Sheng Yize pressed on. “What if it’s me and cheesecake?”

An Xiaxia gritted her teeth. “You!”

“Sweet and sour spare ribs?”

“Hm… you…”

“Strawberry milkshake?”

“… You.”

Sheng Yize listed over a dozen of An Xiaxia’s favorite food and An Xiaxia reluctantly chose Sheng Yize each time.

Seeing that Sheng Yize was greatly pleased, An Xiaxia moved closer, fawning over him. “Honey, can’t you see I love you so much? All the food in this world is nothing compared with you~”

“Good girl.” Sheng Yize pinched An Xiaxia’s cheek and grinned. “I was going to take you to a nice restaurant, but since you’ve been so good, let’s go back home to your all-nourishing soup.”

An Xiaxia’s heart sunk at the mention of that.

Lately, Sheng Yize had been learning from the mother-in-law of Gu Zichen, his good friend, and had been making her all sorts of nourishing soups.

Of course, that was putting it in a nice way. Alternatively, one could call it: British cooking…

The soup was very nourishing, alright, but the taste… it lingered…

“Sheng Yize…” An Xiaxia was practically sobbing. “Any chance for me to choose a different husband now?”

“Nope.”

“I really don’t want to have them anymore…” She looked like she was going to cry. Amused, Sheng Yize led her to the door, but something dawned on him and he turned back, leaving a line on the blackboard in his elegant handwriting.

He had switched to using his left hand after his right one got injured. Standing in the doorway, An Xiaxia watched as his left hand moved gracefully, the mild light casting a pretty glow on his face.

“The spring river flows, the spring forest prospers, and the spring breeze blows — they are nothing compared with you.”

Something seemed to click in her head. A million emotions rushed in, overwhelming her.

Their eyes met, and they decided never to look away again.