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"This is the family heirloom ring of the Qiao Family, traditionally passed down only to the future mistress of the Qiao Family. Once given away, it is never reclaimed. So from now on, you are my girlfriend..."
I was so shocked that my jaw nearly dropped. "What did you just say?"
"Be my girlfriend, Broccoli." His expression was serious, not a hint of a joke, and certainly not a question.
But...
"What the hell is Broccoli?"
"Aren't you called Broccoli?"
I kicked his knee in frustration and snapped, "What the hell! My name is Youmai Vegetable! You! Mai! Cai!"
A pained expression flashed across his face, but he stubbornly held onto my hand and insisted, "Be my girlfriend, Youmai Vegetable."
Although I liked handsome guys and this Shooting Guard wasn't bad-looking, I wasn't fond of such single-minded sports types! Besides, he called me Broccoli, which was the vegetable I hated the most!
I was about to refuse when suddenly I heard a whistle. Looking up, I saw a man in all black leaning against the stairs. He had a tall figure, a perfect face, and gem-blue eyes...
Wasn't that Su Anrong? What was he doing here? And why had his hair gotten shorter?
I was startled and opened my mouth to speak, but before I could say anything, Su Anrong walked down the stairs. He exuded a rogue vibe now; with those sunglasses on, he could easily play a gang leader!
"Qiao Lianjiu, do you dare touch my woman?"
I never expected Garlic Hero could give off such a strong Dominant CEO aura just by changing his hairstyle and outfit. Was I now the mischievous little fairy in a CEO romance novel?
I felt goosebumps all over myself.
"Where did you come from, bean sprout?" Judging by his appearance, Qiao Lianjiu was a bit more robust than Su Anrong, with slightly larger fists, so he completely disregarded Su Anrong.
Su Anrong showed no reaction to his taunts and simply corrected him seriously, "I am Su Anrong, not a bean sprout. Also, take your dirty hands off my wife's."
"Your wife? Youmai Vegetable is single and has no boyfriend. Even if she did, it could only be me."
I really couldn't understand the logic of this single-celled man. Before this, we weren't even acquaintances; why was he so obsessed with being my boyfriend?
I thought I looked decent enough not to ruin the view, but I certainly wasn't the kind of beauty that made everyone fall in love at first sight!
"What is a boyfriend? She only has a husband. Youmai Vegetable, tell him the truth."
"The truth... what is the truth?" What truth? The truth is that I'm single!
But I wasn't foolish; in this situation, I had to choose one of them, at least to have someone to protect me from the other.
Su Anrong was a ghost; of course, I wouldn't choose him!
Though I didn't want to choose Qiao Lianjiu either...
I gritted my teeth and was about to reach for Qiao Lianjiu's hand when suddenly I felt like the ring around my finger was covered in countless thorns, piercing my finger with sharp pain.
Then I saw those gem-blue eyes filled with an undeniable threat.
If I chose Qiao Lianjiu, would this evil spirit twist my fingers off? No, I didn't want to become disabled!
"Youmai Vegetable, is he your husband? I want to hear your answer." Qiao Lianjiu didn't understand my pain; he tightened his grip, and the stabbing sensation in my fingers intensified.
"Yes! He is my husband! Let go of me!" I shouted urgently, hoping this guy would release me quickly; otherwise, I might just die from the pain!
Qiao Lianjiu widened his eyes in disbelief. "No, it can't be! You're not of legal marriage age yet... Ah!" Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly let out a painful scream and was flung backward.
Su Anrong had struck without anyone noticing. Not only did he twist away the hand that Qiao Lianjiu had grabbed me with, but he also pushed him against the stair railing.
Qiao Lianjiu's sturdy frame hung precariously over the railing, and passersby occasionally covered their mouths to whisper among themselves. Before long, a large crowd gathered, blocking the stairwell completely.
I felt an overwhelming sense of urgency. If Su Anrong did something to Qiao Lianjiu because of me, with so many witnesses around, I would be implicated no matter what! My parents were most afraid of me getting punished at school, so they overlooked my academic performance as long as I could safely finish college.
No way! I absolutely could not let this mess ruin my university life.
But in this situation, how could I prevent the impending chaos while also convincing my classmates of my innocence?
My mind was racing slowly, and before I could come up with a good plan, I noticed some girls pointing at us—no, at Su Anrong—whispering excitedly with infatuated expressions.
What was going on? Even if he was good-looking, he was about to throw Qiao Lianjiu down! Was committing a crime excusable just because someone looked attractive?
After all, Qiao Lianjiu was a dreamboat for many girls!
"Qi Zunshang! Ahhh! It's really Qi Zunshang!" The whispering girls suddenly erupted into a chorus of screams.
Su Anrong glanced at them, triggering another wave of shrieks.
My ears felt like they were ringing!
Then the girls all pulled out their phones to take pictures.
Realizing the situation was getting out of hand—if they captured this moment, it would serve as undeniable evidence—I quickly called out to him, "Su Anrong, I'm coming with you!"
Su Anrong seemed pleased with my response and released his grip on Qiao Lianjiu. Infuriated, Qiao Lianjiu swung a fist at him, but Su Anrong effortlessly intercepted it with a raised hand.
"Ahhh! So handsome!"
"Why does that woman call us ' Lord Zunshang' with such an unpleasant name?"
"Exactly! Someone as wonderful as ' Lord Zunshang' deserves a name far better than 'Garlic Paste,' it's simply tragic!"
...
I want to ask too, what does ' Lord Zunshang' even mean?
Under everyone's fiery gaze, Su Anrong walked towards me step by step, each stride exuding a powerful aura. The Infatuations even instinctively closed their mouths, watching us as if we were a spectacle.
As he stood right in front of me, he leaned down, his face aligning with mine, his lips almost brushing against my forehead...
No way? Is he really going to kiss me in this situation?
Should I pretend to resist or warmly welcome him?
Youmai Vegetable, have some self-respect! This is a ghost! He has bewitched that group of Infatuations with this facade, and now you’re following suit?
While several little voices in my head were battling it out, I suddenly felt a strong, icy hand enveloping mine.
He didn’t kiss me; instead, he wickedly whispered in my ear, "Do you want me to kiss you in public?"
My face flushed instantly. Genius wants you to kiss!
I opened my mouth to retort, but in the next moment, his lips covered mine completely.
My mind went blank immediately, as if all my thoughts had been drained away, leaving behind an empty shell.
"Ah— Lord Zunshang, how could you do this!" the Infatuation began to protest.
"Exactly, who is that woman? How could she be so lucky to be kissed by Lord Zunshang!"
"I've seen her before; she seems to be from the second year of the Foreign Language Department, what's her name? Broccoli, right?"
I wanted to cry but had no tears. My name is Youmai Vegetable... how much do you all love eating Broccoli!
Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Qiao Lianjiu standing nearby, his face pale. He is supposed to be our school's Campus Celebrity, yet in front of Su Anrong, his presence seemed almost nonexistent. With so many onlookers, it was as if no one even noticed him.
Su Anrong was still gently nibbling on my lips, and suddenly I felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me.
"Focus," Su Anrong said as he turned my head towards him, finally giving me a deep kiss. Then he took my hand and turned towards the "audience," lifting my right hand to show off the ring to everyone.
"That is my..." Qiao Lianjiu's words were cut short as he painfully clawed at his throat, as if something was blocking it and preventing him from speaking.
Su Anrong completely ignored him and declared seriously, "Youmai Vegetable is my wife. No one should have any ideas about her, understand?"
My heart raced with anxiety as I couldn't imagine what kind of look Qiao Lianjiu would give me. That ring belongs to him... how could Su Anrong steal someone else's thing and act so righteous about it?
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