Chapter 110: Pei And Han’s Struggle
After marveling at the coincidence, the two girls looked at each other and fell silent.
Pei Ningle was observing Han Yixuan’s expression. Ever since the name “Wang Heng” was mentioned, Han Yixuan’s reaction had been perfectly normal, but what puzzled her was, didn’t this Xiao Xuan like Wang Heng a lot? Why didn’t she show any sign of it at all? It felt like they were just talking about an ordinary high school classmate.
At the same time, Han Yixuan also noticed a problem: her acting was impeccable, but her strategy seemed to have a flaw—before their classroom encounter that day, how long had Xiao Le been stalking her? How much did she know about her liking Wang Heng?
The more silent they were, the stranger the atmosphere between them became, filled with an awkwardness like “I think you’re acting” and “I know you figured out I’m acting.”
The “friendship” they had tacitly built over these days finally cracked, revealing an undeniable fissure.
In the silence, the two young girls’ faces grew increasingly tense. The smile vanished from Pei Ningle’s face, and though Han Yixuan’s lips still curved upward, her eyes held no mirth.
It seemed… time to lay cards on the table?
Pei Ningle picked up her cup and took a gulp of cola. The ice-cold beverage slid down her throat, releasing not just carbon dioxide, but also a surge of invigorating courage.
Setting down the cup, she launched a direct offensive: “Do you like my older brother?”
Han Yixuan stared at her intently, not answering directly, but counterattacking from another direction: “Wang Heng and I were high school classmates for three years, and I’d never heard he had a younger sister.”
The battlefield fell into a stalemate.
Pei Ningle felt she could no longer maintain her lie.
Han Yixuan thought, since the other was being so reckless, there was no need to keep acting.
Their gazing eyes finally sparked with a hint of gunpowder, taking on a sense of tit for tat.
Pei Ningle stared at her love rival, pressing on: “Right, he wasn’t my older brother before, but he is now. He just said a few days ago that he’ll treat me as his younger sister from now on.”
Han Yixuan sneered: “Younger sister? How interesting, but I’m not interested in being his younger sister.”
Pei Ningle pursued: “If you want to be his girlfriend directly, have you confessed to him?”
Han Yixuan was immediately at a loss for words.
Observing her rival’s expression, Pei Ningle suddenly realized: “Oh, so you have confessed… A failed confession is the most awkward—you probably have no reason to get along with him normally anymore, right?”
Han Yixuan’s anger flared but was quickly suppressed. The young girl told herself not to get provoked, not to lose calmness.
Calming down, she analyzed carefully… What was her original goal? Wasn’t it to probe more enemy intelligence?
So Han Yixuan decided to throw out the most decisive question: “So do you two get along normally? Is there no economic relationship between you?”
Pei Ningle was somewhat surprised: “How do you know he’s still my agent?”
Han Yixuan’s eyes lit up, but she didn’t stop there, continuing: “So that’s how you keep him tied down, with money?”
Pei Ningle couldn’t help interrupting: “Nonsense, it’s not for money! When Wang Heng first met me, he saved me without any remuneration, helping me out big time. Later, becoming my agent and all that was my way of repaying him…”
Because she wanted to repay him, she made Wang Heng her agent and gave him money?
Han Yixuan secretly rejoiced—sure enough, she’d probed more information. So Xiao Le and he didn’t have that kind of sugar mama relationship; that was great.
At this moment, the peacekeeping forces finally entered the market.
Bar owner Yan Zitao came to the dining table and said quietly: “Xiao Le, what are you talking about? The customers nearby seem to have heard things like ‘agent’…”
“Then let’s go out now,” Pei Ningle stood up, “Come to my place and chat, okay?”
Han Yixuan also stood up, smiling: “Of course, no problem.”
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Leaving the first battlefield where the peacekeeping forces were, in that rental room, a second battlefield opened up. By now, both understood each other’s stance and roughly guessed the other’s progress. Next came the first stage of the decisive battle…
At the dining table, they sat facing each other, still staring intently.
“I’ve figured it all out,” Pei Ningle said, “So you knew about me all along.”
Han Yixuan: “I’ve figured it out too—so you and Wang Heng have a fake sibling relationship with money involved.”
Pei Ningle couldn’t help frowning: “That’s such an ugly way to put it…”
“Since we’ve confirmed we’re love rivals, no need to pretend anymore. To be honest, I’m not giving up anyway.” Han Yixuan still smiled, but her smile now carried a sharp edge.
One side’s resolve immediately ignited the other’s stubbornness.
Pei Ningle refused to yield: “I’m not giving up either!”
Han Yixuan added: “I’ll be meeting Wang Heng this Saturday, and I’ll have something very important to tell him.”
Pei Ningle was stunned: “You… didn’t your confession get rejected? How do you still have a reason to see him?”
“That’s none of your business.”
With that, Han Yixuan revealed a meaningful smile.
The shrewd young girl silently pondered: If she pushed a little like this, would the other involuntarily accelerate her offensive on Wang Heng? Given the current situation, Wang Heng definitely still didn’t want to date, so if Xiao Le ramped up her offensive, what would Wang Heng need most?
Right, a shield.
At that point, if she volunteered to be that shield and promised Wang Heng she’d strictly adhere to fake girlfriend professional ethics—not harass him, only appear when necessary—wouldn’t the matter be settled?
Imagine if this strategy succeeded…
First, the awkwardness of that post-Gaokao failed confession could be resolved with this reason; second, reestablishing close contact with him would naturally create many ambiguous opportunities; third, even if she couldn’t close the distance, at least it would eliminate opportunities for other competitors, leaving Xiao Le no way in!
What was one stone three birds? What was a strategy master? Han Yixuan could barely contain her immense admiration for herself.
Pei Ningle, of course, couldn’t guess Han Yixuan’s thoughts, and seeing her love rival’s meaningful smile, the young girl felt a bit panicked.
She couldn’t help saying: “Fine then, I’ll see him this Saturday too—let’s see who he prefers to meet!”
Han Yixuan took out her mobile phone: “I’ll text him right now.”
Pei Ningle hurriedly took out her mobile phone too: “Then I’ll call him right now!”
Seeing the other actually dial the phone, Han Yixuan smiled even more happily.
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