What's Chapter 7 about? I want to kiss...

He Huaisheng, standing to the side, merely frowned slightly, showing no emotion but only annoyance. He stretched out his hand and said coldly, "I'll let it go this time, but don't come again next time."

An Shixia dodged his hand, ignored him, and continued walking in the opposite direction, as if he were invisible.

He Huaisheng paused slightly, then pursed his lips tightly and walked up to An Shixia, stopping her: "An Shixia, what are you doing now? I've told you before, I don't like girls who throw tantrums. You need to be sensible."

Upon seeing this, the passing students all stopped.

"What's wrong?"

"It seems like it was School Beauty An bringing breakfast to School Heartthrob He. I'm not sure, I just arrived."

Zhong Wenxuan, who had just been whistling behind He Huaisheng, was also a little confused. He walked over and looked at An Shixia: "Weren't you here to bring Sheng-ge breakfast? Tch, stop pretending. Who taught you this trick now? Playing hard to get?"

When He Huaisheng heard the words "playing hard to get," his expression changed. However, before he could speak, An Shixia took a few steps away from him and said, "He Huaisheng, I don't like you anymore. I didn't come here to bring you breakfast. I won't bother you anymore, and I hope you stay away from me too."

The students present started discussing this.

"Hey, if she doesn't like He Huaisheng, I'll do a handstand on live stream."

"Don't speak too soon. I saw her and Yan the school bully on the post yesterday. Maybe she just doesn't like him anymore. Besides, I think she and Yan the school bully are a better match."

"However, what School Heartthrob He did was also wrong. If he didn't like her, he should have stayed away from her. Why did he accept her gift?"

...

The students continued arguing, and An Shixia stopped dealing with He Huaisheng and continued walking into the academy, only to be stopped by He Huaisheng.

He Huaisheng's face was dark, and he gripped An Shixia's wrist tightly, clearly not believing her words.

"You said you weren't bringing me breakfast, so who were you bringing it to? Do you know anyone here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hand that was gripping An Shixia's was forcefully pulled away, and he was punched hard in the face.

He was about to get angry and see who had hit him when he looked up and saw Yan Lingyu, whose face was as cold as ice.

Yan Lingyu stared intently at him, his powerful and chilling aura causing He Huaisheng to shiver involuntarily.

Yan Lingyu reached out and hugged An Shixia's waist, pulling him tightly into his arms, but his eyes never left He Huaisheng: "You brought this for me, do you have a problem with that?"

A classmate behind me gasped in surprise.

"Ah! It seems like my favorite couple has actually come true!"

"That waist hug really hit me, ahhh."

"I always thought An was beautiful, but now that she's standing next to the school bully, she's definitely more pleasing to the eye than the school hunk."

When the school heartthrob and the school bully stand together, the bully definitely comes out on top.

On its own, He Huaisheng is already quite stunning, but standing next to Yan Lingyu, they don't seem to be on the same level. Perhaps it's because he doesn't have that kind of charisma.

The three people stood together, the atmosphere was cold, and no one spoke.

An Shixia felt a little uncomfortable with Yan Lingyu holding her waist, and couldn't help but move her body. Yan Lingyu immediately looked down at her.

"It's a bit tight."

An Shixia said weakly, she felt that Yan Lingyu was angry.

Yan Lingyu realized he had used too much force, so he loosened his grip slightly, but still kept his arm around her waist.

He Huaisheng regained his composure slightly, frowning as he looked at them: "Yan Lingyu, what right do you have to hit me?"

Yan Lingyu looked at him casually: "Want to fight? So what?"

Those few words left He Huaisheng breathless, wanting to refute but unable to.

He clenched his fists tightly: "Don't push your luck!"

"Deceive others? Did I deceive others? Besides, Xiaxia said she doesn't like you and should stay away from her in the future. If I see you harassing her, I can't guarantee I won't do anything else."

Yan Lingyu hooked An Shixia's hair with his other hand, his tone as casual as could be, but He Huaisheng could detect a threat in it.

"Entanglement? It's clearly her..."

Yan Lingyu suddenly looked at him, startling him so much that he didn't finish his sentence and said to An Shixia, "Don't think I'll agree to you just like that!"

Then he left quickly, as if he were being chased by a ghost.

The students who had been watching the commotion gradually dispersed, and An Shixia gently tugged at Yan Lingyu's sleeve: "Brother Yu..."

Yan Lingyu looked down at her, his gaze lingering on her lips for a few seconds: "Mmm."

An Shixia stepped out of his arms, waved the breakfast in her hand, and smiled brightly: "Guess what I brought you?"

Yan Lingyu's gaze wasn't on the breakfast, but rather on her slightly red wrist: "Does it hurt?"

An Shixia was stunned for a moment before noticing the red marks left by He Huaisheng when he pulled her. She shook her head and said, "It doesn't hurt."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Lingyu suddenly took her other hand and walked towards the campus.

The image of the two holding hands was uploaded to the forum again, and now most people believed that An Shixia had stopped pursuing He Huaisheng.

Everyone knows that Yan Lingyu is more outstanding. If he weren't so cold and fierce, he would have had even more suitors at school than He Huaisheng.

Everyone's attitude towards Yan Lingyu was that they could only admire him from afar, but they all wanted to give He Huaisheng a try.

Yan Lingyu pulled An Shixia to the sink and washed her hands without saying a word. He silently washed the areas that He Huaisheng had just touched several times.

An Shixia let him do as he pleased. After he finished washing and drying his hands, she stood on tiptoe and reached out to pat his head.

Yan Lingyu paused for a moment, then lowered his head: "Next time, don't stand on your tiptoes. Tell me."

An Shixia smiled and asked softly, "Brother Yu, were you angry just now?"

When Yan Lingyu heard her ask this, he didn't hide anything: "Well, I just thought..."

"You thought I was lying to you all along? Because I still can't forget him?"

Yan Lingyu tacitly agreed, his expression somewhat forlorn, but he quickly recovered: "I just hit him, are you angry? It's no use being angry, I'll still hit him."

An Shixia knew that her previous behavior had been a bit excessive, and that Yan Lingyu probably still didn't quite trust her.

But it's okay, she'll slowly make him believe it.

"Don't mention him, I don't want to hear it. Besides, I think you played well."

As soon as An Shixia spoke, Yan Lingyu was clearly pleased.

"Xiaxia, don't lie to me, or else I'll..."

A gentle breeze blew by, and the osmanthus blossoms on the tree scattered in the wind, playfully landing on An Shixia's head. Yan Lingyu reached out and brushed the petals off.

Seeing that he hadn't finished speaking, An Shixia asked, "Otherwise what?"

Yan Lingyu felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, and his eyes kept falling on her mouth.

What are you saying? ...I want to kiss you.

"Brother Yu~ Hurry up and tell me, don't you know you have to say half of what you're saying..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Lingyu cut him off.