Shocking! The school heartthrob who was adopted by a wealthy family is actually a heiress!

Chapter 290 Don’t touch me

Shen Yanci glanced at her: "Will you still hide things from me and lie to me in the future?"

Qin Zhao: "Nothing should happen, right?"

"..."

Shen Yanci's eyes turned slightly cold.

Qin Zhao was very pragmatic: "No, not anymore. It won't happen again."

Shen Yanci lifted his eyelids slightly, seemingly satisfied: "Still willing to break up so easily?"

"Let's not talk about it." Qin Zhao shook her head, then paused for a moment: "What do you mean by asking this?"

Shen Yanci stared straight at him, her voice low and magnetic: "I'm graduating soon."

Qin Zhao was taken aback.

After a while, it dawned on me that Shen Yanci had said before that he wanted to have a campus romance.

Her eyes widened for a moment, and she looked up at him, saying each word clearly, "Do you mean you want to date me?"

"..."

Shen Yanci lifted his eyelids slightly: "Is it what I want?"

Qin Zhao: "Don't you want to?"

Shen Yanci: "It's just a plan."

Qin Zhao responded with an "Oh," and looked at him: "When do you plan to start?"

Shen Yanci: "Either is fine."

Qin Zhao: "Then today."

Her eyes were clear and shallow, carrying a harmless recklessness and composure.

Shen Yanci lowered his eyelids slightly, looking at her with a dark expression.

Qin Zhao blinked and realized he had nothing at all.

She had a scarf around her neck, but Shen Yanci also had one.

You can't exactly take off his scarf and put hers on.

She pinched her cuff: "Then it's not a big rush, it'll be in a couple of days."

"..."

Qin Zhao did not go to England with Shen Yanci.

Shen Yanci posted two updates on WeChat Moments: "My first day in the UK."

"My second day in England."

Lin Shi: "Why are you pretending to be young?"

After accompanying Qin Qiong and Lin Zheng to the exhibition, Qin Zhao flew directly to England.

Her luggage was delivered directly to the hotel, and she took a car to Shen Yanci's villa in Oxford.

The weather is still not very good today; the ground is wet.

A bunch of white tulips was placed next to the back seat.

When Qin Zhao arrived, he got out of the car carrying the flowers and rang the doorbell.

The door opened, and Qin Zhao smiled, but his smile froze when he saw who it was.

The person who opened the door was a girl, about the same age as her, quite cute, and wearing a bathrobe.

She saw Qin Zhao, paused for a moment, and looked her over: "Who are you looking for?"

Qin Zhao glanced at the house number, and after confirming it was correct, his fingers curled slightly: "Is the homeowner here?"

"I am the landlord."

Qin Zhao, holding the bouquet, asked, "Where's the original one?"

"Shen Yanci, are you in class?"

The girl glanced at the flowers in her arms and frowned slightly: "Are you going to confess to him?"

"Why don't you give up? He won't agree to it." The girl looked at her. "He'd be a jerk if he did."

The tulip in Qin Zhao's arms trembled slightly: "What does this mean?"

"He already has someone he loves."

"Let me put it this way. He's just good-looking. Actually, he's ruthless and vindictive." The girl shook her head. "And he's impotent."

Qin Zhao: "He said he doesn't have a girlfriend."

"I don't have a girlfriend. It's..." the girl sighed, "...the kind you know?"

She sighed, "I only told you because you're pretty. If you don't believe me, that's fine too."

A mist rose in Qin Zhao's eyes, blending into the cold, gloomy weather behind him.

Girl: "Don't be too sad. There are plenty of people better than him. You're so pretty, lots of people like you."

Qin Zhao's voice was slightly hoarse as he said thank you.

She walked out of the villa, her arms holding the flowers hanging limply. The sky was overcast.

She looked up for a moment, then made a phone call to him.

No one answered.

Qin Zhao lowered his head, feeling a tightness in his chest, and his entire arm began to tremble.

She took out a spray from her bag and sprayed it into her nose.

After a while, she raised her eyes.

Jiang Man called.

"Zhao Zhao, how could you go to England to confess to him!" Jiang Man pounded her chest in frustration. She knew that Qin Zhao had almost fainted because she hadn't done what she asked.

“Men shouldn’t be spoiled.” She rattled off a list of the downsides of doing so, “They won’t appreciate it if you’re too proactive.”

After a while, Qin Zhao hummed in agreement.

Jiang Man covered her head and said, "Trust me, men will take the initiative if they don't like someone, but they will definitely take the initiative if they do like someone."

The breathing on the other end of the phone became lighter.

Qin Zhao paused for a moment and said, "I'll go back soon."

"Okay." Jiang Man exclaimed again, "So fast."

"Since you've already gone, have some fun. Don't contact him first; let him contact you."

"Full."

"Shen Yanci has someone else."

"What!" Jiang Man cursed, "Damn it, Shen Yanci is rotten too! No man is any good."

After she finished yelling, she regained some composure: "Is there some misunderstanding?"

"A girl lives in his villa, that's what she said."

Jiang Man cursed Shen Yanci's ancestors for eight generations, then tentatively asked, "Are you alright? Let's make a video call, I'll help you curse him out."

"I'm fine, I'm going back now."

"Okay, then be careful on your way. If you want to yell at him, just let me know."

On the same street, her mind went blank, but tears welled up in her eyes involuntarily.

She booked the earliest flight, which was taking off in a little over 5 hours.

On the way, Shen Yanci made several phone calls, but she blocked him.

Qin Qiong called her: "Baby, where are you?"

Qin Zhao let out a soft breath, and after suppressing his emotions for a moment, he said, "In the car."

"Yanci just called and said he couldn't get through to you and was worried something had happened to you. It scared me to death."

Qin Zhao: "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."

"I've been on a plane all day, I'll get some rest at the hotel later."

"Ah."

Upon arriving in London, there were still more than three hours before the plane took off.

Qin Zhao didn't return to the hotel. She went to the riverbank for a while, enjoying the breeze, and then walked along the same route she had taken before.

London isn't that great either.

Shen Yanci was lying to her from the very beginning.

The narrow path looked somewhat dilapidated compared to that summer.

She was sitting in a chair.

The wind made her eyes hurt a little; she never wanted to come to London again.

The hem of a black wool coat came into view.

Shen Yanci's breathing was a little heavy as he looked at her: "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

Qin Zhao: "If I had told you, how would I have known you were this kind of person?"

"What kind of person?" Shen Yanci pursed his lips. "I don't live in Oxford. I live in London now. The person in the villa is my cousin, not my girlfriend."

“She’s definitely not my girlfriend.” Qin Zhao thought about what the girl had said. “Shen Yanci, aren’t you pretty good at lying too?”

Her eyes welled up with tears: "I lied to you once, and you lied to me once, so we're even."

She glanced at him as she spoke, then turned and left.

Shen Yan resigned and pulled her away.

Qin Zhao slapped him: "Don't touch me!"

The loud slap startled the pigeons on the nearby sculpture.

　They'll be together in the next chapter, it'll be a bit slow, but they'll be together today anyway.

　　(End of this chapter)