Chapter 78: Chapter 78 The Girl Who Needs to Be a Little More Fierce
A message, carried by a surge of Spiritual Power, reached Xi Yiqian’s ears.
"If you want to get rid of him, just be good."
Upon hearing Xia Liang, Xi Yiqian thought for a moment and stopped struggling. "Oh," she murmured, lowering her head again.
Just as Xi Yiqian gave up her resistance, the senior who had been confessing to her strode over, glaring at Xia Liang.
"Kid, what’s your relationship with Yiqian? She’s not someone a delivery boy like you can have." As he spoke, he pulled out a bank card. "Here’s 500,000 Yuan. The password is six zeros. That’s enough for you to deliver food for ten years. As long as you promise to never appear in front of Yiqian again, it’s all yours."
Hearing this, Xia Liang burst out laughing.
What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I always run into such melodramatic plots whenever I go out? Luckily, this young master was well prepared.
"Five hundred thousand?" Xia Liang shot him a disdainful look.
The confessor was instantly enraged, but before he could react, Xia Liang continued, "Is that a lot? What good is that measly sum? Let me tell you something. You think you’re qualified to compete with me for a woman using your parents’ money?"
As he spoke, Xia Liang reached into his pocket. Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, he pulled out a one-Yuan coin. The Emperor Green Jade Coin shimmered in the sunlight.
"HISS!"
Everyone present, except for Xi Yiqian, gasped.
"That! That’s really a one-Yuan coin!"
"Damn! Is the bar for delivery guys this high now?"
"Did the salary for delivery drivers go up?"
"Hahaha! This is hilarious! Five hundred thousand Yuan? Look at that delivery boy, he casually pulls out one Yuan. Do you really think he’s hurting for cash?"
"I don’t get it! What’s so special about that girl that has two rich, handsome guys fighting over her like this?"
...
The crowd buzzed with envy and jealousy. As for the confessor, the vice president of the student council, his face turned ashen, as if he had eaten something foul. Just yesterday, by a stroke of luck, he had seen Xi Yiqian’s true face and was thrilled to have discovered a hidden gem. In his mind, a shy girl who deliberately made herself look ugly couldn’t possibly have a boyfriend, so he had confessed without delay.
Who knew a delivery boy would show up out of nowhere? And not only that, but he was also rich!
If you’re so rich, why are you delivering food?!
The confessor’s heart filled with resentment. The bank card with 500,000 Yuan in his hand stood in stark contrast to the one-Yuan coin Xia Liang had casually produced. Listening to the mockery from the onlookers, he could only grit his teeth and leave in shame.
Meanwhile, the other person involved, Xi Yiqian, was lost in her own world.
Who is he? How does he know my name?
She was so dazed that she didn’t even realize when Xia Liang pulled her away from the crowd.
Xia Liang let go of her hand. "Alright."
Only then did Xi Yiqian snap out of it. Her face flushed as she said to Xia Liang, "Um, thank you for today. My name is Xi Yiqian." Her voice was so soft that Xia Liang probably wouldn’t have heard her if not for his enhanced senses.
"Don’t mention it," Xia Liang waved nonchalantly.
At that moment, Xi Yiqian finally mustered the courage to ask, "Um, how do you know my name?"
Seeing the sparkle in her eyes, Xia Liang couldn’t help but let a small smile touch his lips. But this simple expression made Xi Yiqian’s eyes flicker with panic, and she quickly lowered her head. "You... you don’t have to answer if you don’t want to."
Of course, Xia Liang couldn’t explain something like that. He could only mutter, "Maybe it’s fate."
It was unclear if she understood, but she simply replied, "Oh!"
Xi Yiqian nodded, then began muttering Xia Liang’s name to herself. This made Xia Liang curious. "Why do you keep mumbling my name?"
Xi Yiqian looked at him seriously. "You helped me. I have to remember your name so that I can help you if you ever need it."
Hearing this and seeing her earnest expression, Xia Liang was a little surprised.
Are there still such naive girls these days?
Not wanting to put any pressure on her, Xia Liang said casually, "Let’s just forget about it. It would be pretty embarrassing for me to have a young lady help me with my problems, wouldn’t it?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than he noticed Xi Yiqian lower her head, a trace of guilt on her face. "I’m sorry... I’m a girl. I’ve disappointed you."
She looked utterly pitiful, as if genuinely blaming herself for being a girl.
"COUGH! COUGH! COUGH!" Xia Liang almost choked to death.
What the hell! I was just making a casual remark! The whole point was so you wouldn’t take it to heart. Lady, are you dense? Why did you take that seriously?
Xia Liang’s mouth twitched, unsure of what to say. The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
Looking at the girl, who seemed a bit slow on the uptake, Xia Liang decided to change the subject. "Anyway, you were heading home, right? How about I give you a ride?"
Xi Yiqian waved her hands. "No need, I... I can walk."
"Come on, we met by chance; you could say it’s fate. It’s not safe for a girl to be out alone. Let me give you a ride," he said, getting on his scooter and starting it.
"There’s no need!" Xi Yiqian replied, clearly not wanting to trouble him further as she waved her hands frantically.
But Xia Liang wasn’t having any of it. "Stop arguing and get on!" he said authoritatively.
Startled by his tone, Xi Yiqian met his intense gaze and swallowed the refusal on the tip of her tongue. Timidly, she climbed onto the scooter.
"Where do you live?"
"In the old city district."
"Alright!"
With that, Xia Liang headed toward the old city district. The cool night breeze brushed against their cheeks, but Xi Yiqian could still feel her face burning. As the scooter sped along, she instinctively wrapped her arms around Xia Liang’s waist.
Xi Yiqian was mortified. This is the first time I’ve ever been this close to a boy.
Yet, along with the embarrassment, she also felt an unprecedented sense of security. Taking in the masculine scent coming from Xia Liang, she felt her face grow scorching hot.
Half an hour later, the scooter pulled up to an old residential building in the old city district.
"You can just drop me here. Thank you," Xi Yiqian said softly.
"Don’t be ridiculous. Which floor? I’ll see you to your door."
"Huh?" Xi Yiqian was taken aback.
But Xia Liang didn’t explain. It was simply his habit; if he saw someone home, he saw them all the way to their door to fulfill his responsibility. He also understood that with this girl, he had to be a bit forceful, or she would just keep politely refusing. A firm hand was necessary.
"Six... the sixth floor!" she finally whispered, just as he expected, in response to his impatient tone.
"Let’s go."
He led the way inside, noticing there was no elevator. Seeing the pitch-black stairwell, Xia Liang took Xi Yiqian’s hand and led her up the stairs. Soon, they arrived at the door to the farthest apartment on the sixth floor. This was Xi Yiqian’s home.