Chapter 161: Falling Ill

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Without Cheng Yi’s interference, their escape was indeed much faster. Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. They asked the director of the secret room about their current points and estimated clear time, and He Sui was in the lead.

He Jing was ranked second, and Yan Hanxi was ranked third. The others did not help much and were almost negligible.

What was worth noting was the person who came in fourth. It was a boy named Chen Yu. His name struck He Jing with an inexplicable sense of familiarity. She carefully searched her memories but found no clues relating to this person. It took her a while, but she eventually remembered –

Wasn’t Chen Yu an important supporting character in the book? Wasn’t he supposed to be an ardent supporter of the real heiress after meeting her at a cocktail party where her kindness and beauty enamored him?

Why was he here?

It was not the time for him to appear!

He Jing frowned in confusion, a bad premonition coming over her. “What’s on your mind?” a certain someone asked quietly.

He Jing came back to her senses, shaking her head. In most novels, the general rule of thumb was that the female protagonist would have someone save her when she encountered a difficult situation. This Chen Yu was the top scorer of the previous college entrance examination. He was knowledgeable and outstanding. A secret room was nothing. It seemed that she might not be able to get first place.

If… Cheng Yi used Chen Yu’s ability and stood out in the competition… Wouldn’t Yan Hanxi fall in love with Cheng Yi just like he did in the original plot?

The mere thought irritated He Jing. Without another word, she strode forward, leaving Yan Hanxi behind.

Yan Hanxi was baffled by this sudden change in He Jing. Something had caused He Jing’s mood to plummet. He thought about it and realized she was probably still angry about the wedding ceremony. Yan Hanxi smiled like the cat who had caught the canary.

Alright, he would apologize to her later.

Unfortunately, Yan Hanxi did not find any opportunities along the way. He Jing seemed to be deliberately avoiding him. She either followed He Sui closely or held onto He Xiaoguo tightly.

Even when he looked at her, she would quickly look away when she accidentally met his eyes, as if she could not stand the sight of him.

Yan Hanxi found it funny. He Jing was a hot-tempered person. She couldn’t be feeling shy, could she?

Thinking of this possibility, his gaze grew as mysterious as the stars glimmering in the night sky.

While everyone was groping through the dark, narrow tunnel, and just as they were about to exit Secret Room 04, Yan Hanxi could no longer restrain himself. He grabbed He Jing by the wrist and pressed her against the tunnel wall.

He Jing let out a muffled cry, her limpid eyes widening imperceptibly in the darkness. She was furious! Softly, to avoid attracting the attention of the others in front, she snarled, “Let go of me.”

Yan Hanxi leaned down, closing the distance between them. He was so close that he could almost brush her lips against his. Smiling wolfishly, he retorted,

“I’m not going to.”

“Don’t force my hand,” He Jing warned, ice in her voice.

Yan Hanxi had He Jing pinned against the wall. When he heard her reply, he tucked one hand in his pocket, speaking almost indulgently, “I won’t fight back if you do.”

“What do you want?” He Jing gritted her teeth.

“Why are you angry with me?” Yan Hanxi asked.

He Jing felt like she had been stabbed where it hurt most. She fell silent, only responding with much difficulty, “I’m ill.”

Yan Hanxi chuckled. “If it’s because of the wedding ceremony, I apologize. But if it isn’t, at least tell me why you’re mad before sentencing me to death.” “Student He Jing, isn’t communication a basic ability of any person?”

“You’re not an uncultured person, are you?”

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