Green Tea? She's Clearly a Hidden Gem!

The Nani Fashion Issue By:Kinoshita Nakui 4.8/5 Ratings 2.3 K Reads 3.6 M Words Tags Synopsis: Chapter 110 Suddenly Feels Like Becoming the Villain Who Conquers the World

After hearing Jiang Linyuan’s words, Bai Yi stayed stunned for a long time before forcing out a smile and saying in a dry voice,

“Hahahaha, you’re so funny.”

“Funny?”

Jiang Linyuan frowned.

“Did you think I was joking? SpongeBob really—”

“That’s enough, Deputy Minister Jiang, please leave.”

Shen Wanyu cut him off and pointed toward the door.

“We don’t need you here anymore.”

So cold. The Department Head actually took the initiative to drive me out.

I’m going to go dark.

When other people go dark they want to destroy the world, but Jiang Linyuan thought he’d be crueller—he’d conquer the world.

If that happened, heroes would line up to sit on him to protect the world.

Anyone could be a hero; if you have a heart to save the world, you can volunteer to press down on me.

No male heroes.

Who says a hero must stand in the light? Sitting in the light can be heroic too!

“Out. I’ll handle this here.”

Shen Wanyu closed her eyes, unwilling to look at Jiang Linyuan, and repeated herself.

Jiang Linyuan looked at Shen Wanyu and sighed.

The Department Head has started to shoulder troubles for others, she’s just a little shy and embarrassed to look at me.

Understood. Girls being reserved is normal.

Jiang Linyuan left the conference room. Shen Wanyu, who had been looking helpless, slowly opened her eyes.

“Hahaha, your boyfriend is really distinctive.”

Bai Yi looked at Shen Wanyu and said awkwardly.

Shen Wanyu’s cool, pale face showed a trace of speechless disbelief.

“That’s not a special trait, and he’s not my boyfriend.”

“R-really?”

Bai Yi felt something odd about the two of them.

It was as if the two could understand what the other was thinking without speaking.

And they weren’t a couple?

“We’re just good friends.”

Shen Wanyu said calmly.

“Also, I think you’d be more concerned about the surprise the Music Festival has prepared for your friend.”

“Get the plan to me as soon as possible so I can let the host know the situation.”

Bai Yi looked troubled.

“Let me think…”

As she wore a pensive expression, Shen Wanyu suddenly said,

“I dislike people like you.”

Bai Yi was taken aback, then embarrassedly replied,

“Maybe I’m just dumb.”

“I don’t dislike stupid people. I dislike those who pretend to be stupid and end up genuinely foolish.”

Shen Wanyu looked at Bai Yi and said faintly.

Staring into her eyes, Bai Yi’s voice grew quieter.

“You’re amazing. It always feels like you can read what people are thinking.”

Shen Wanyu said nothing.

“But it’s okay. I like it, and Xiao Xiao likes it too, so that’s enough.”

Bai Yi added.

“Is that so.”

Shen Wanyu nodded.

“In some ways, you’re annoyingly similar to someone I know.”

…

The rich girl’s little tantrum was taken over by the Department Head, so Jiang Linyuan was suddenly free and light as air, perfect for visiting the fragile little Su.

Following the address the Vice Principal gave him, he bought some comfort gifts and carried them to Xiao Su’s temporary spring, only to be attacked by the spring’s defense mechanism.

“Which family are you from? Please give the patient’s name, your name, phone number, WeChat ID, birthday, zodiac sign, hobbies, home address—you can mention those too.”

The front desk nurse smiled at Jiang Linyuan’s face and asked.

A young man out alone should protect himself.

So Jiang Linyuan gave the Vice Principal’s name and even handed over the Vice Principal’s WeChat.

“Alright, handsome, don’t joke with big sister. Your face doesn’t match our records, you can’t get in.”

The nurse smiled.

“We’re actually closer to a private convalescent home; only those in our information system can enter.”

What kind of convalescent home is this strict?

Visiting a patient feels more like visiting a prison.

No wonder the Vice Principal asked me to call him.

But calling him is no match for calling Xiao Su directly.

“Xiao Su, you keep lying on your fragile big bed. I’ll squat outside the convalescent home in the cold wind and it won’t bother me at all. Not tired.”

[Hehe]: “Hehe, then I’ll lie here one more day.”

“Xiao Su, I’m so disappointed. You treat my enthusiasm like this? Suddenly it feels like our relationship is a 37-degree urine: warm together, and cool apart.”

[Hehe]: “...Rural people’s literacy is really low. Did you mean to write ‘incontinence’ but wrote ‘disappointment’ instead?”

This Xiao Su! After all I bought you a fruit basket!

Jiang Linyuan glared at Su Muzhi’s reply in anger—next time I’ll send you a large funeral wreath!

I heard white symbolizes purity, so I’ll send a white wreath, teehee.

At that moment, the front desk phone rang and the nurse answered.

“Oh, okay, yes. There’s a boy here, named Jiang Linyuan? No, he says his name is Chen Yan…”

“Uh, he’s your son? Fell on his head as a child? Oh, okay.”

The nurse hung up and looked at Jiang Linyuan with a strange expression.

“Handsome, your mother’s waiting for you inside. You can go in, room 303.”

?

What nonsense is this person spouting!

Xiao Su must be really sick to start hallucinating.

The nurse let Jiang Linyuan through, watching his retreating back with regret.

Do kids look this mature these days?

Jiang Linyuan pushed open the door to room 303. The room was large; it didn’t feel like a ward at all but more like a hotel business suite.

“Hehe, Jiang-classmate, your standards are low. When you enter a ward, the first thing you notice is those irrelevant things?”

Su Muzhi, sitting on the bed, turned her face to him with a smile.

“Xiao Su, if you want my concern, say it straight.”

Jiang Linyuan put the fruit basket on the bedside cabinet and dragged a chair to sit by her.

“How have you been lately?”

“I probably won’t be climbing Purple Mountain again for a while.”

Su Muzhi smiled in reply.

“You’re so fragile. Want an apple?”

Jiang Linyuan said and picked up an apple.

“Hehe, Jiang-classmate, are you going to peel it for me?”

Su Muzhi asked with interest.

“No, I just want to eat it.”

Jiang Linyuan said and bit into it.

“That’s such a country practice: not peeling, not cutting, not even washing.”

Su Muzhi looked at him in displeasure.

“I bought it myself. I’ll eat it however I want.”

Jiang Linyuan retorted.

“If you can’t stand it, then wash it, cut it up, and feed it to me.”

“Instead of making snide remarks from the sidelines.”

Su Muzhi raised a brow.

“You came with a fruit basket and expect the patient to serve you?”

“Jiang-classmate, with your emotional intelligence, you’ll never be able to chase Shen Wanyu in this life.”

Little Su was as spirited as ever; no need to worry too much.

“No problem. I have Xiao Su—you should come back to school and help me! I think the Music Festival is a great opportunity.”

Jiang Linyuan said.

Su Muzhi smiled softly.

“No, the Music Festival is too noisy; I don’t want to go.”

Jiang Linyuan looked at her.

“You’re not so weak you can’t get out of bed, right?”

“The doctor recommended rest. I can walk a few steps, but I can’t stand the Music Festival.”

Su Muzhi showed a mischievous smile.

“So without my help, incompetent Jiang-classmate can’t do anything.”

“Mm.”

Jiang Linyuan nodded.

Su Muzhi froze briefly, then smiled and asked,

“Are you infatuated with me?”

“I was only wishing for your speedy recovery,” Jiang Linyuan said, taking another bite of the apple, contemptuous.

“Infatuated with you? With a body that’s all front and back and hard to tell apart, it’s not exactly heart-stirring. If anyone’s heart is stirred, they’re probably frightened.”

“…Hehe, it’s normal for country folk to be blind. I understand.”

“Alright, you look so healthy, I won’t stay long. The Music Festival is tomorrow; I have to go back and prepare.”

Jiang Linyuan finished the apple, tossed the core into the trash, stood up, and left.

Before he left, he glanced at Su Muzhi one more time.

At dusk, the girl sat quietly on the bed, her profile turned toward the thin clouds outside the window, painted peach by the sunset.

Outside, the lights came on one by one, their glow reddening the evening clouds in brilliant color.

“What’s wrong?”

Su Muzhi noticed Jiang Linyuan hadn’t left yet and covered her mouth, smiling.

“Hehe, did you lose your heart?”

“Xiao Su, do you remember the sweet words I said on Purple Mountain? I would—”

“Get out!”

Jiang Linyuan walked straight out of the ward and shut the door.

Su Muzhi looked at the doorway for a moment, then turned back to the fruit basket.

She took out an apple and bit into it.

Crunch.

How boring.

Author's Note