The Fake Heiress' Seven Brothers Pampers Her

Chapter 61: Strong

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

He Jing retracted her hand and glared at him.

If one refuses to listen to the words of the wise, then one must be prepared to suffer a loss. There was nothing anyone could do if he chose to be obstinate.

The student from First High School said sourly, “It’s just throwing darts. Look at you two, sticking together like a couple. If we win, First High School will admit defeat and won’t cause trouble for the girl who called the police to arrest our boss. If he loses, Yan Hanxi will come to our First High School and apologize to all the students at the flag-raising ceremony on Monday.” “If you don’t agree, we’ll expose this matter. No one will get out of it unscathed. ”

He Jing understood the crux of the matter.

Was Yan Hanxi here to stand up for her?

Tch, who asked him to stick his nose in her business?

He Jing may have thought as much, but she kept it to herself, sparing Yan Hanxi a glance. Meanwhile, Yan Hanxi held a yellow dart and stood behind the designated line, readying himself to throw his dart.

He suddenly turned to look at her.

He Jing met his gaze briefly before averting her eyes, training them on her heels instead.

The dart hit the dartboard.

He Jing couldn’t help but look up. Yan Hanxi’s yellow dart had hit the bullseye. It was an eye-catching sight. Involuntarily, a smile crept to her lips, delight glimmering in her eyes.

Yan Hanxi caught her in the act, causing He Jing’s face to burn in embarrassment, her mouth drawing a smooth line.

“Just smile if you’re happy,” Yan Hanxi said, “There’s no need to hide it; I promise I won’t look if you don’t want me to.”

Bah!

He Jing cursed secretly.

Her mind did one thing while her body did another. He Jing’s upturned brows betrayed her true feelings, the happiness she sought to hide. True to his word, however, Yan Hanxi did not peek. Instead, he focused on the darts still waiting to be thrown. Not one failed to hit the bullseye.

The students from First High School watched helplessly. While impressed by the display, they were unhappy to be on the losing end. Unwilling to admit their defeat, they demanded a rematch. “Again!”

Yan Hanxi was not in the mood to humor them, however. He had other plans, plans more fun than pandering to First High School’s inability to accept their loss. Shrugging, he sidled up to He Jing, looking determinedly uninterested.

He Jing smiled. “If Yan Hanxi doesn’t wish to continue, how about letting me replace him?”

The students from First High School sized up He Jing suspiciously. “Do you know how to play?”

Of course, He Jing knew how to throw darts. She was good at throwing darts but humbly said, “I know a little.”

Unexpectedly, the First High School students refused to let her act as Yan Hanxi’s substitute. “No, we won’t accept it if it isn’t Yan Hanxi playing. Yan

Hanxi, let’s go for another round!”

Yan Hanxi eyed He Jing, who remained expressionless. “I’m the girl who got your boss arrested by calling the police.”

The room exploded in a cacophony, the students of First High School being the chief source. Yan Hanxi smirked playfully.

“Are you still against me subbing in?” He Jing asked.

How could they not play?

“I’m playing!”

“That’s good,” He Jing said. “The bet that Yan Hanxi made with you doesn’t count. I’ll bet with you myself.”

“Why?” The students from First High School were dumbfounded.

Hadn’t the match already been concluded in He Jing and Yan Hanxi’s favor?

He Jing wrung her hands, glancing at Yan Hanxi. “I don’t like owing others.” Yan Hanxi’s smile evaporated.

It morphed into one of helplessness. Girls these days were not cute. They were too stubborn.

He Jing was none the wiser to Yan Hanxi’s thoughts as she picked a few pink darts from the tray and said, “I’ll use these.”

“Pink? Alright.” The man with brown spots who would play against her picked a few green darts. “I won’t go easy on you just because you’re a girl. Don’t go crying to Yan Hanxi when you lose.”

He Jing nodded and asked, “Are you going first, or shall I?”

The man with sporting brown spots behaved gentlemanly and gestured ‘please’ with his hand. “Ladies first.”

He Jing nodded and took up her position at the marked boundary, throwing pink darts at the dartboard in quick succession.

Except for the first one, slightly off-center, the rest were bullseyes..