Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
She gave Huo Run a glance as she curtly curled her lips. Her shocking allure turned the latter beet red.
Yet Mo Ning simply just nonchalantly looked away towards the vice chairman. “It’s time to announce it right?”
“Oh right!”
The vice president recovered and raised his voice.
“And here I announce that the arts department head of this year’s student council is Huo Ren of year one!”
A sea of applause rang out. Most of the students were still enamored by the scene between the two charming princes. As they clapped absentmindedly, they whispered beneath their breath.
“What did Mo Ning whispered to Yan Sinian? Why did he forfeit at the very key moment?”
“They are from the same dorm, should be friends or something.”
“So what if they are friends, didn’t they almost came to blows because of Huo Run?”
“Huo Run sure is lucky!”
“To have two princes fighting because of her…AHHHH I’m so jealous!”
It was a ramble of everything. While the matter had been settled, quite a number felt that something was off. But specifically where, no one could tell.
With the voting over, Yan Sinian opted to leave first. Mo Ning too simply just left without a word.
As she watched the former’s departing silhouette, Huo Run, who had intended to thank her, simply looked on in a daze.
….To walk away just like that without even looking at her.
Perhaps Mo Ning’s help today was not due to the former liking her?
She had some feelings for Mo Ning but it was not to the point of liking yet.
It was impossible for any girl who had someone who sees their strength and tried to proactively attract her. Even when everyone protected her, she could only see her alone and not be touched.
Yet, these emotions…were a little unpure.
Huo Run was slightly conflicted.
Ever since Mo Ning smiled at her that day, her heart had been racing as if only that hand could tug her heartstrings at any given time; or it was like a worm that would worm in and out of her heart, leaving her itching.
One could say that a woman who views herself highly, are prone to overthink and are also prone…to have their feelings unreconciled.
Mo Ning had not look for her, so Huo Run went down like a dejected nobility to her table and gently knocked on her desk.
The young man looked up and Huo Run saw her image reflected in that pair of alluring eyes.
Huo Run was feeling all warm and bothered. However, she still pretended to be calm. “Mo Ning, I want to treat you to a meal, can I?”
Mo Ning raised her eyebrows, “Now?”
“Yes.”
While the school had rules saying that a student can only go back home once a month, applying for leave to go out for shopping and whatnot is still allowed.
Huo Run noticed the many gazes in the corner of her eyes and subconsciously raised her chin to display her proud haughtiness.
“Thank you for your help earlier.”
“I did not help you.”
This was such a good chance to beguile someone and Mo Ning would never let that opportunity slip.
“I’m just telling the truth.”
“…”
Huo Run’s face was beet red as if someone splashed red paint all over her and stared at Mo Ning, “So are you joining me for a meal or not?”
A seductive voice alongside an alluring look. If a real man were to see this, he’d probably fall for it.
But at that moment, Mo Ning only felt a chill as goosebumps appeared all over her arm.
Acting calm, she smiled and nodded at Huo Run. “Alright, let’s go.”
With that, the two walked out of the school.
