Chapter 953 - He Didn’t Come Back (14)
The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
âHuh?â An Xiaxia turned around to see a man with unkempt hair and wearing an old denim jacket and leather boots, staring at Sheng Yize and her.
He had a nice facial structure, but wore large black-rimmed glasses and had two black moles at the corner of his mouth. He was the type that one wouldnât give a second thought to.
Sheng Yize arched his eyebrows and was going to ignore him. However, the man charged at them, grabbed An Xiaxia by her shoulders, and shook her. âDonât you remember me? Itâs me! Me!!!â
An Xiaxia was completely at a loss. She shook her head honestly.
Sheng Yize pushed him away and asked coldly, âWho the hell are you?â
The man threw a dirty look at him. âYou want to know who I am? Iâm not telling you!â
How childish.
âFine, donât tell me.â That successfully made the man choke. He then ranted, âArenât you curious at all?â
âNope,â said Sheng Yize indifferently.
An Xiaxia couldnât help but chuckle. In some sense, Sheng Yize was actually quite childish himself...
And he was indeed capable of annoying others to the utmost.
The man turned to An Xiaxia, looking hurt. âYou really donât remember me?â
âSorry... Iâm the forgetful type...â An Xiaxia said in embarrassment.
The man said in a melancholy tone, âIâm your middle school classmate! Anpanman!â
Sheng Yize gave him an âare you nutsâ look and mocked him. âAnpanman? Iâm Gundam, then!â
âAh! I remember now! Youâre Chubby Qian! The boy Momo shut inside the boysâ toilet, and you got your pants ripped off and were forced to sing âIâm a girlâ!â An Xiaxia blinked.
Qian Ming almost had a stroke. âLeave my humiliating history out of this!ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Hearing how miserable the fellow had been, Sheng Yize said sympathetically, âItâs ok. Itâs actually not that humiliating to lose to Brother Mo.â
â...â The fellow was aggravated, but had to keep a smile on in public.
Qian Ming said with a sullen face, âIâm off! Bye!â
He strutted out of the airport, and none of the paparazzi saw through his disguise.
Leaning on Sheng Yizeâs shoulder, An Xiaxia told him all the silly things from her middle school years. Sheng Yize watched her with a gentle look on his face.
He had been absent from the little womanâs life for quite a few years.
He hoped he wouldnât miss a minute of it from now on.
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The hospital.
Qian Ming suspiciously eyed the doctor who was smiling mildly at him. âHe Jiayu? The guitarist from Starry Night?â
He Jiayu smiled gently. âDo you know me?â
âOf course. Donât tell me you donât know who I am?â Qian Ming raised his chin proudly.
âShould I...â He Jiayu was embarrassed. What an egoistic patient!
Qian Ming was hurt, and only managed to reply after a long pause, âI donât think thereâs anything seriously wrong with me. I just have difficulty sleeping and Iâm irritable. Oh, and I get pain around this area all the time!â
He Jiayu darted a glance at the spot he pointed at, which was around his kidneys, and asked calmly, âHow active are you sexually?â
âWhatâs that supposed to mean? Are you questioning my virility?â Qian Ming smacked the table with his hand. âI can do it seven times a night!â
â...â He Jiayu was silent for an awkward two seconds before he replied out of politeness, âWow. Awesome.â
Annoyed, Qian Ming shot up from his chair. âHey, just because youâre a senior in showbiz doesnât give you the right to be so arrogant! Itâs been a while since I was the leader of a gang! Iâm telling you, back when I was in middle school, I used to beat the shit out of the primary school students next door!â
Before he could go on, someone approached him swiftly from behind and threw him over her shoulder, and he smashed onto the floor.
A crisp female voice said cheerfully, âDonât worry, Cutie He! Iâve got your back!â