Chapter 15: Exquisite Performance
“Give it back to me.” Yin Lingyan reached out to ask for the design sketch. Han Wuyu looked at the fair, beautiful, and slender finger in front of him. He remembered how comfortable it felt to hold her hand that day, and now that he saw it up close, it was still very beautiful.
Seeing Han Wuyu staring at her hand, Yin Lingyan waved her hand in front of his eyes. Han Wuyu grabbed the hand she was waving and held it in his.
Yin Lingyan’s face instantly turned a blush she couldn’t control. Why was he holding her hand? Yin Lingyan tried hard to break free but couldn’t overcome his grip. Suddenly, the four legs of the stool showed signs of loosening with a ‘crack’ sound.
“Ah…” accompanied by a scream, Yin Lingyan thought she was definitely going to have an intimate encounter with the ground, but instead, she was met with a warm embrace.
When Han Wuyu saw the stool break, he scooped her up with one arm. Yin Lingyan reflexively wrapped her legs around his waist and hugged his neck tightly.
Yin Lingyan closed her eyes, completely unaware of how intimate their current posture was. Only when she realized there was no pain as she had imagined did Yin Lingyan slowly open her eyes. The moment she opened them, a magnified face was right in front of her.
“Uh…” What was this situation?
Realizing her posture, Yin Lingyan quickly jumped out of his embrace, put distance between them, and turned to run into the classroom.
Han Wuyu only felt emptiness in his arms, and a sense of loss instantly washed over him. He shook his head, glanced at the design sketch in his hand, and followed her footsteps back into the classroom.
He placed the design sketch coldly on her desk. Yin Lingyan was confused and frowned. At this moment, they had returned to how they were before, as if nothing had happened.
Seeing that he made no other move, Yin Lingyan finally relaxed. She looked at the design sketch, and a confident light burst from her eyes.
“Lingyan, you and him…?” Mu Qingran clearly had two big question marks appearing above her head.
“Don’t overthink it, we have no relationship,” Yin Lingyan glared at her and said indifferently.
After school, Mu Qingran went home. Yin Lingyan walked alone on the street. She sat on the wooden bench at the bus stop, lost in thought. The breeze blew her hair across her face, creating another unique scene.
A bitter smile appeared on Yin Lingyan’s face. Although she usually acted carefree, as if she didn’t care about anything, who knew what she was thinking in her heart?
Today, Yin Chuchu had brazenly used her father to back her up in front of her. She admitted she was jealous and wished she had such an opportunity, but it seemed… this opportunity would never exist.
Her smile was too tragically beautiful, making even the air around her feel sad. Han Wuyu, driving his car, saw this scene from afar. He felt his judgment must be flawed; he actually thought… she looked so beautiful like this! The most beautiful woman he had ever seen in the world.
Han Wuyu realized his thoughts, frowned, gripped his mobile phone tightly, and turned the steering wheel, speeding forward like lightning.
Yin Lingyan had had enough of the wind. She hadn’t ridden her bicycle today, so she could only walk back slowly. The distance wasn’t far, but Yin Lingyan still… felt a bit lonely. She looked at the harmonious and affectionate couples, lovers, and siblings around her, and her eyes couldn’t help but turn red.
She watched those families of three happily shopping and eating together. She admitted that she was insanely jealous.
“Forgive me for attending dressed up with a bouquet, only to miss you…” A pleasant mobile phone ringtone sounded. Yin Lingyan took out her phone and looked at the caller ID, and was clearly stunned.
She lightly tapped to answer, and said in a faint tone, “Hello.”
