Su Niansheng continued to serve him sweet, sour, and even bitter melon dishes, but he showed no reaction and accepted them all.
…It seemed he was truly furious this time, to the point of losing his sense of taste.
Who on earth had offended her precious Eldest Young Master?
Remembering he hadn’t eaten all day, she stopped teasing him and started serving him his favorite dishes.
Jian Hua watched their peculiar interaction with a smile, shaking her head.
She couldn’t understand the fun between these two childhood friends at all.
“After dinner, I’ll come find you to hang out.”
Su Niansheng leaned slightly closer to him and whispered.
She had originally wanted to tell him that she would be staying at the Shen residence for a while, and they could eat, live, and go to school together like before.
But seeing him in such a bad mood, he probably wouldn’t listen anyway, so she decided to coax him first.
Upon hearing this, Shen Junxi froze. Thinking she would eagerly share that ‘good news’ with him, the food she had personally served him instantly lost all flavor.
“I have things to do.”
He coldly refused.
“Oh.”
Su Niansheng nodded indifferently.
If he had things to do, so be it. It wouldn’t stop her from finding him.
After the meal, she walked into the music room and began selecting an instrument.
In the past, whenever she was in a bad mood, Shen Junxi would always sing off-key songs beside her to make her laugh. Now, she was personally playing music for him—much more considerate than he had ever been!
She picked up a ukulele and was about to test the sound when she heard movement outside. Peeking out, she saw servants continuously carrying packages to the third-floor activity room.
“Uncle Li, what are these?”
“I don’t know either. They’re all orders the Young Master just placed online. He told us to move them upstairs quickly because he needs them right now.”
“?”
Curious, she walked upstairs and saw Shen Junxi in the activity room, along with Lego bricks scattered all over the floor, piled up like small mountains—several of them. On the thick assembly instructions, four bold characters were clearly written: AIRCRAFT CARRIER!
“…”
Since when did he like building Legos? And so obsessively, jumping straight into a hellish difficulty level!
Knock knock knock~
She hesitated for a moment but still reached out and knocked on the door.
Afraid he might ask her to join him in building it.
She really didn’t like this kind of thing.
“Shen Xiaoxi, want to go out for some fresh air? I’ll play a tune for you!”
“I’m busy.”
Shen Junxi was intently studying the piece in his hand, not even turning his head.
“Busy building an aircraft carrier?” She raised an eyebrow, and the boy detected a hint of amusement in her incredulous tone. “Don’t believe I can build it?”
“Well…” Su Niansheng glanced at the thousands of bricks on the floor. “It’s a bit challenging, isn’t it?”
“One night.”
“Huh?”
Su Niansheng laughed, thinking he was boasting. The instructions clearly stated the suggested assembly time: within two weeks.
But as if his pride had been wounded, a shadowy, almost obsessive determination flickered in his slightly turned brow. “What? Someone else can build a ship in one class, but I can’t build an aircraft carrier in one night?”
Su Niansheng, “?”
Who? Who built a ship in one class?
And what did someone else building a ship have to do with him? Why was he competing like this?
She looked utterly baffled. “Even if you can build it, isn’t it still boring?”
This thing, even if she spent half an hour piecing it together, she’d still fall asleep. Last time, she went through all that trouble just to assemble a butterfly, barely managing to complete the assignment.
As the girl’s light, dismissive word “boring” fell, the boy suddenly clenched the building blocks in his hand, his slender knuckles turning pale and numb, accompanied by a chilling, creaking sound.
He was already completely consumed by jealousy, his handsome face nearly twisted and contorted, and his words began to spill out recklessly, “It’s certainly not as interesting as the ship, something you’d like!”
What she cared about wasn’t the ship or the aircraft carrier at all—it was the person who assembled the Lego for her.
Some people treasure it like a precious gem, while others find it utterly boring.
Looking at the scattered building blocks on the floor, he felt like a complete fool.
“What?”
Hearing his deeply suppressed, almost mocking voice, Su Niansheng suddenly had a feeling… his foul mood today wasn’t directed at anyone else—it was aimed at her!
Why?
She hadn’t provoked him these past few days. Besides, even if she had, he wouldn’t have been so sarcastic with her, would he?
Suddenly feeling irritated, she put down the ukulele and walked over, grabbing his collar and forcing him to look directly at her. “Shen Xiaoxi, explain yourself. What’s all this about ships and whether I like them or not?”
The girl’s bright, radiant face suddenly and unexpectedly filled his vision, so close the distance was almost negligible. Even her warm breath sprayed against his face, hitting Shen Junxi with quite an impact.
His pitch-black pupils suddenly dilated, his entire body frozen, his mind as muddled as glue, thick and sticky, completely unable to think.
Only “beautiful” and “so beautiful” swirled around in his head.
“Hmm? Say something!”
“Didn’t you exchange gifts with Shi Yubai? Didn’t you accept his ship?”
Under the spell of her beauty and the fluster of his own heartbeat, he blurted out the words buried in his heart as if he’d lost his senses. The faint redness at the corners of his narrow eyes seemed to accuse her in grievance—You said you wouldn’t chase after him anymore.
But as soon as he said it, he regretted it.
It was too blunt, too explicit.
Would Sheng Sheng see through his feelings? Would she think that someone she’d grown up with actually harbored such dirty thoughts about her, and start to dislike and distance herself from him?!
He couldn’t bear the thought of that outcome. Just as he was about to backtrack and cover up, the girl furrowed her brows, as if trying hard to recall something. After a long moment, she looked at him strangely. “Who told you that?”
“Is it important?”
As soon as he spoke, the bitterness was unmistakable.
“Of course it’s important. I want to know who’s spreading rumors about me behind my back.”
Rumors? Spreading rumors?
Shen Junxi’s expression froze instantly. “It’s not true?”
“That was for the elective course ‘Craftsmanship and Practical Skills.’ The teacher asked us to learn how to build models, submit our finished works, and then randomly distribute them for each student to take home. Shi Yubai’s work just happened to end up with me, but I already threw it in the trash.”
“The trash?”
“What else? Trash belongs in the trash.”
Hearing this, the tightly wound string in Shen Junxi’s mind suddenly snapped. “Then what was the news you were going to tell me earlier?”
“I’m going to stay at your place for a while.”
“What?”
She hadn’t exchanged gifts with Shi Yubai, and she was going to live with him.
These two vastly different yet equally wonderful pieces of news arrived together, instantly freezing him in place. Sparks seemed to crackle in his chest, and an unparalleled light of joy burst forth from the depths of his eyes.
Over the past two days, the soul and spirit he had lost to jealousy gradually returned to him.