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

Chapter 332 He Wants to See Her
He should hate her.

He deliberately ignored her for a few days, and then, after school at Yinghua, he started walking Max around the Rose Garden again.

But I never met her.

He walked Max around so many times, but still couldn't find her.

He felt his behavior was ridiculous, even foolish.

He stopped doing this.

As he was about to leave, he became somewhat anxious.

He had to admit, he wanted to see her.

He pretended to be looking for Lin Shi and went to her house.

The home service staff said he wasn't there.

He knew, of course, that Lin Shi wasn't there.

He finally asked, "Is Qin Zhao here?"

The home service staff politely said, "Zhaozhao isn't here either; she went on vacation with her husband and wife."

Shen Yanci didn't know how he got back.

He felt like he was a joke.

"Mom, Dad, and Brother are all very good to me, I don't want you to kiss me anymore."

When Shen Yanci returned to China, there was still a spark of life in his heart; when he left, all that remained was stagnant water.

He didn't intend to indulge himself.

I just feel incredibly bored.

On my way back to the villa from school, I ran into a classmate smoking on the street and chatting with him.

He asked him, almost as if possessed, what it felt like to smoke.
"Uh...decompression? Try it and you'll see. Want one?"

The smoke was too strong; there wasn't much to smoke.

He shouldn't waste his time on something that consumes his life.

He started smoking.

Nicotine made him feel euphoric, creating a short-term illusion of relaxation and pleasure.

Nothing spectacular.

"..."

The sweltering heat of September can be irritating; perhaps memories are inherently an unpleasant thing.

Shen Yanci took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and put it in his mouth.

He held the lighter and opened and closed the cap twice, the magnetic lighter making a clicking sound.

He ultimately did not light it.

He took the cigarette out of his mouth and put it back.

As soon as the bell rang, a group of people poured out from the front and back of the teaching building.

"I can't believe it, the class didn't go overtime today. I heard from a senior student that this teacher really likes to go overtime."

"Isn't leaving get out of class on time a given?" the girl joked. "Now it's become a favor! We've been manipulated to the point of being completely manipulated."

"That's true. It's one thing for high school to run overtime, but it's the same in college. Several teachers are doing it. And there's no college entrance exam."

"You're mistaken. After the college entrance exam, there are postgraduate and doctoral entrance exams."

"..."

Students walked out of the teaching building in twos and threes, chatting as they went.

The setting sun painted vast expanses of color across the sky, hanging over the lake.

Shen Yanci glanced back as if struck by a sudden inspiration, and that familiar figure came into his view.

He just stared at her, and even when she walked right up to him, he was still looking at her.

His emotions were both turbulent and subtle, all conveyed in those dark eyes and gaze.

It seems that in that year, on that desolate street, all the regrets he had thought about countless times, from trepidation and indifference to anxiety and loss, had come to a head.

His eyes stung, so he closed them briefly.

Qin Zhao looked at him, pursed her lips, and her emotions seemed to strangely mirror his: "Have you been waiting long?"

Shen Yanci hummed in agreement, his voice hoarse: "A long time."

He showed absolutely no sense of gentlemanly conduct.

Qin Zhao lowered her eyelashes, her mood somewhat sullen: "Do you want me to apologize to you?"

The shadow moved forward, enveloping her.

Shen Yanci bent down slightly, his voice indifferent: "Do you want me to kiss you now?"

"..."

Qin Zhao paused for a moment, then lifted his eyelids slightly.

Shen Yanci looked at her with his dark eyes, his expression cold: "I don't like those three words."

Qin Zhao felt a lightness in his hand.

Shen Yanci took her schoolbag. Was he just threatening her?

He doesn't like her saying sorry.

He also felt that she didn't like him kissing her.

Shen Yanci carried her schoolbag in one hand and took her hand with the other.

This was a busy time for people to come and go, and occasionally a few students would glance at them.

His hand, which had been suspended in the air, paused and then fell down.

"Let's go." He closed his eyes briefly, his tone inexplicably low.

Surrounded by a bustling crowd, standing amidst the noise, everything seemed to be pulled away, and all that could be seen was the shadow and emotions of that one person.

They walked side by side.

When you're about to turn the corner and leave the crowd behind.

A soft, cool touch pressed against the back of his hand, then grasped his fingers.

Shen Yanci paused for a moment, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.

Qin Zhao lowered his eyelashes, his fingers twitched slightly, but he didn't let go.

The school campus, nearing the end of the school term, was bustling yet tinged with tranquility.

Shen Yanci raised an eyebrow: "Exciting, isn't it?"

"..."

They went to a well-known fusion restaurant near the school, which is frequented by many students.

Each row of tables is separated by wooden partitions. The partitions are not particularly high, and the top layer is openwork, where some flowers and plants are placed.

They didn't stay long before the shop was full of people.

There are quite a few young couples there.

At the table next to them were also a man and a woman.

They sat side by side.

The man and woman were each holding a cup of milk tea. The woman took two sips of her milk tea and said:

"Brother, let me try yours."

The boy handed her his milk tea.

After the girl drank it, she smiled and said, "Mine still tastes better."

Boy: "Then I'll drink yours too."

"Here you go." The girl handed him the milk tea she had finished drinking.

The boy chuckled twice and pushed the girl in the corner further in: "I want to drink from here."

The voice suddenly stopped, with occasional faint sounds, before it resumed after a while.

"It's delicious."

"Ugh, my lipstick is all smudged."

"I don't mind, I'll buy you a new one."

"..."

This partition is really not soundproof at all.

They sat in the same row as Qin Zhao.

Qin Zhao took a sip of water and met Shen Yanci's gaze.

Can he hear me?
Shen Yanci lifted his eyelids slightly: "Would you like to sit here?"

Qin Zhao choked and spat out the water.

Shen Yanci handed her a few tissues, and Qin Zhao thanked him.

Her hands were full of water, and the tissues were soaked instantly.

Her face turned red from coughing, and a few tears welled up in her eyes.

In a hazy state, she saw Shen Yanci get up, and his familiar presence enveloped her.

A slender hand rested on his back, patting gently.

Qin Zhao stopped coughing after a while, and the next second, the water droplets on his lips were wiped away.

Shen Yanci looked at her: "Are you feeling better?"

Qin Zhao hummed in agreement.

They didn't make much noise, probably because the tables in this shop are not very close together.

Qin Zhao met several scrutinizing gazes, but they quickly looked away after meeting the person in question, continuing with their own business.

Shen Yanci lowered his eyelids and sat back down.

The restaurant was packed with young people.

Couples were either relaxed or intimately close together.

A girl put her legs on her boyfriend's lap and scrolled through her phone.