The Fake Heiress' Seven Brothers Pampers Her

Chapter 40: Greetings

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

He Jing halted and kept a distance from him. She looked at him expressionlessly. “What’s the matter?”

Yan Hanxi put one hand in his pocket, straightened his body, and asked with a smile, “You really don’t want to be sworn brothers with me?”

He Jing said coldly, “I think you should have a brain check-up. How could you think of letting a girl become your sworn brother?”

“Do you consider yourself an ordinary girl?”

He Jing caught the stick with her bare hands.

One person taking on ten.

An ordinary girl?

He Jing said, “I am.”

Yan Hanxi smiled. “I can apologize for my ungentlemanly behavior earlier. Please reconsider.”

He Jing felt that there was no need to consider it.

If she was just an ordinary cannon fodder, she would definitely be happy to throw herself at his thigh. Unfortunately, she was not. She was a vicious female supporting character.

He Jing couldn’t be bothered to argue with him anymore. She didn’t say a word and continued to walk forward, trying to pass him and go straight to First High School.

However, when she passed the electricity pole, her arm was grabbed.

A refreshing and clean smell of sea salt surrounded her. The hot temperature of the young man’s palm penetrated the thin summer clothes, and her skin turned hot and red. A handsome face gradually enlarged in front of her.

Though she had the ability to push him away, He Jing found herself unable to move.

Here it came again.

That d*mned novel logic.

Yan Hanxi was about to kiss her.

He Jing’s forehead started to sweat from nervousness and discomfort. She hated the feeling of being dominated. However, when Yan Hanxi’s tall nose was about to touch hers, he suddenly stopped.

He glanced at her, his long and narrow black eyes flickering with tiny bright spots of light. His Adam’s apple moved slightly as he said, “Hey, do you have to be so difficult to get?”

Although his words were vexed, his tone was filled with joy.

He Jing’s heart was relieved, and she heaved a sigh of relief. Then, she met his eyes and looked him in the eye.

It was the first time in her life that a little boy had flirted with her and almost kissed her. He Jing found it funny. She tilted her head and curled her red lips. “You finally realized that some people, whom you usually ignore, are now out of your reach.”

Yan Hanxi raised an eyebrow. “Are you blaming me for being too cold to you, my lovely fiancée?”

He Jing raised her hand and stretched out a finger to tap the center of his forehead, pushing his face away forcefully. She clapped her hands and said, “Do you need me to remind you that your fiancée is the heiress of the Cheng family? I’m just an imposter. My surname is He now. Cheng Yi is your little sweetheart.”

“Little sweetheart?” Yan Hanxi seemed to have discovered an interesting word. He thought about it carefully and then smiled. “I still think you’re sweeter.”

Without any artificial perfume scene, her entire body, or even a strand of hair, had the smell of milky strawberries. If it wasn’t for his years of education and self-restraint, he really couldn’t help but want to take a bite of her small, cute, and crystal clear earlobes he saw just now.

Fortunately, He Jing did not know what he was thinking at the moment. She only said coldly, “Then you should have heard of a saying, ‘A good horse doesn’t graze on old pasture.'”

Yan Hanxi thought for a moment and said casually, “I am a human.”

Being human meant there would be regrettable choices, and changing one’s mind when one was wrong was not a bad thing.

He Jing choked and then became angry. Other than wanting to call him a “hooligan,” she had no other thoughts.

Yan Hanxi chuckled when he saw her slightly annoyed expression. He then stepped aside and said, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have teased you. If you’re unwilling, I won’t force you. Let’s just consider what happened earlier as a way to greet my new deskmate.”

He Jing couldn’t help but glare at him.

She thought, “What the f*ck kind of greeting was that?”

Who would greet others like that?