Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Xuxu snapped at him, “You’re the trashy one, including your whole family!”
Her tone of voice and expressions were child-like, and it prompted Yan Rusheng to look at her with affection as he removed his seatbelt. “Hm, my entire family, including your beloved Aunt Mu Li, Madam Jiang Qinglian, and… yourself.”
After that, he cracked a self-congratulatory grin.
Without giving Xuxu a chance to retort, he opened the car door and walked towards the fried vermicelli stall.
Knowing that the stall would be full of students, Xuxu felt uncomfortable about going in. But after seeing the self-centered and finicky scion walk towards the stall in a calm and collected manner, she decided to shoo off her awkward feelings.
She got off the car, and nonchalantly followed behind Yan Rusheng.
“Come in, there are still seats inside,” the stall owner said without paying them any attention. She was busy clearing away empty plates while greeting her customers at the same time.
It was just as she predicted; the moment she and Yan Rusheng walked in, kids in uniforms shifted their attention towards them.
Yan Rusheng stopped in his steps and waited for Xuxu to catch up. After that, he grabbed her hand and led her towards an empty table.
“Prince Charming is so handsome!” one of the female students spoke in a hushed tone.
“Isn’t your Prince Charming XXX?”
“I don’t like him anymore. There are too many negative rumors about him lately.”
As they maneuvered through the rows of tables, the girls around them stared at the scion’s scowling face and were completely smitten by him.
Noticing this, Xuxu sneaked a glance at Rusheng and silently reprimanded him for stirring up a commotion.
Yan Rusheng—with his hands still wrapped around Xuxu’s—walked towards a table on the last row. He flashed Xuxu a knowing grin as they took a seat and said, “Do you feel especially honored to be seen together with me?”
Xuxu was completely dumbfounded.
You’re so narcissistic!
She didn’t bat an eyelid, and instead called out to the busy stall owner, “I want to order a bowl of fried beef vermicelli with extra garlic.”
“Alright, just one bowl?” the stall owner responded without even looking at her. But when she finally lifted her head up and saw Xuxu’s face, there was a fleeting look of surprise in her eyes. “Oh, aren’t you Xuxu?”
The stall owner started to walk towards the couple seated on the last row.
“Yes.” Xuxu was surprised. “You can still recognize me after all this time?”
After she graduated from high school, it had been more than ten years since she last set foot in this place. Although the stall owner had seen numerous batches of students come and go, Xuxu was surprised that she still knew her by her face.
Especially how the stall owner addressed her, it gave Xuxu a sense of familiarity and affection.
For many years, she had avoided coming back to this place, afraid that bad memories would resurface and open new scars. Because in the six years that she spent studying in Yizhong, this was the place where she first fell in love and first had her heart broken by someone who didn’t love her back.
It was definitely a place where she had invested a lot of her emotions in, making it more than just nostalgic—it was unforgettable.
Xuxu thought: I don’t know what came over me today, but I just wanted to go over and take a look.
“Of course, I remember,” the stall owner replied. She offered Xuxu a smile before shifting her gaze towards Yan Rusheng. “And he is”—she stopped and pondered for a bit— “Third Young Master?” she said with a bit of uncertainty in her voice.
Young Master Yan was thoroughly displeased that the stall owner took her time in recognizing him. His good-looking face was already enough to stir people at their seats; isn’t he more worthy of recognition than anyone else?
Even so, he acknowledged the stall owner by flashing her a faint smile, after which he resumed his aloof attitude.
What a rude guy. Xuxu glared at him and asked, “Do you want to eat?”
Yan Rusheng replied, “Not eating.”
“Then I’ll just have one bowl.” Xuxu looked up and smiled at the stall owner.
“He’s the handsome Third Young Master who doesn’t have any friends. You should quickly update your Weibo account!”
