Shocking! The school heartthrob who was adopted by a wealthy family is actually a heiress!

Chapter 100 Let's have a toast
Warm breath brushed against his earlobe, turning it crimson. Qin Zhao's hand remained frozen in place.

Shen Yanci stared at her without backing down.

Qin Zhao's mouth moved slightly: "If you hadn't held hands with him, you wouldn't have this feeling."

It's not her fault.

Shen Yanci's gaze fell on her eyes and ears, as if in agreement: "Okay."

He slowly removed his hand from hers, the movement so slow it resembled a tender caress.

My fingertips felt as if they were carrying tiny electric currents, causing waves of tingling sensations.

Finally, he pressed the pad of his middle finger against her nail for half a second before completely removing his hand from hers.

It was casually placed a few centimeters away from her hand.

The tangible feeling of restraint on his hands completely disappeared, but Qin Zhao felt that the heat and numbness from being wrapped around him just wouldn't go away.

Shen Yanci's hand was placed two centimeters away from hers, so that she could touch it if she moved.

Qin Zhao turned around and rolled down the window.

The howling wind and the sound of traffic rushed in, drowning out the deafening music, and the air seemed to circulate and replace itself.

The Maybach pulled into the Rose Garden, and Uncle Li smiled, "What are your plans? Yanci, would you like me to take you home first?"

Qin Zhao glanced at him, but his expressionless gaze locked onto her. She turned her head and looked at the peach trees by the roadside.

Pink flowers adorned the branches, and the wind blew pink and white petals all over the ground.

She heard Shen Yanci's voice: "No need, I'll go with her."

When she got off the bus, she tried to grab her schoolbag, but found nothing.

Shen Yanci took her schoolbag first, the two shoulder straps overlapping and held together by his large hands, hanging down by his legs, his posture natural and casual.

It seems to be a family member.

The word popped into Qin Zhao's mind, and his fingertips sank into the seat, leaving a shallow dent.

She lowered her eyelids, got out of the car, stood in front of him, and reached out to take his hand: "I can do it myself."

Shen Yanci lowered his eyelids, glanced at her a couple of times, but didn't press the matter.

Shen Yanci followed Qin Zhao into the house.

Qin Zhao: "Aren't you going home?"

"You want to kick me out?" Shen Yanci looked at her with his dark eyes. "And then what? You want to go to the old place to see that disgusting bitch?"

"..."

Qin Zhao seemed surprised that Shen Yanci would say such a thing, and for a moment he did not notice the various emotions and contents in his words, and stared at him in a daze.

"Zhaozhao is back~"

Qin Qiong's voice broke the semi-confrontation between the two.

Qin Zhao hummed in agreement and smiled, "I'm back."

She seemed exceptionally well-behaved when facing Qin Qiong, speaking softly and smiling, which softened one's heart.

Before Shen Yanci could even vent his anger, he was suddenly doused with water and rendered speechless.

Qin Qiong smiled when he saw him: "Yan Ci is here too."

"Hello Auntie, I'm here to help Zhaozhao with her IELTS exam today, and I'd also like to grab a meal while I'm at it. Sorry to bother you."

Qin Zhao, who was notified on the spot to take the IELTS test, looked at Shen Yanci with his mouth half open, wondering how he could just blurt things out like that.

"Not at all, Auntie is too grateful to thank you." Qin Qiong urged them to wash their hands. "The food is ready and we're just waiting for you."

Qin Zhao looked at Shen Yanci, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

Shen Yanci pretended not to see her and went straight to the sink to wash her hands.

The faucet was turned on, and the rushing water flowed through the gaps between the fingers. The well-defined knuckles of the fingers intertwined, and the blue veins stood out.

His hands are really beautiful.

Qin Zhao had seen enough, and remembering the important matter, her brows furrowed unconsciously: "Brother Yanci, today—"

"Qin Zhao." His voice was indifferent, only the straight corners of his lips betrayed the suppressed ferocity within him. He lifted his eyelids slightly, "Do you dare to try?"

Shen Yanci had almost never given her a hard time, and at first, he only showed a distant attitude. But now, looking at her with such a blank expression, there was a sense of calm before a storm, and she felt inexplicably unhappy.

She moved her lips: "I—"

Are you going to wash your hands or not?

Qin Zhao held her breath and went to wash her hands. Then she thought about why Shen Yanci had the right to speak to her in such a cold voice, which made her feel even more frustrated.

Shen Yanci sat next to Qin Zhao at the dining table.

When Qin Qiong spoke, Qin Zhao would respond, and Shen Yanci would also chime in, but neither of them said a word.

Qin Qiong's gaze lingered openly in front of the two of them.

Qin Zhao buried his head and stuffed a big mouthful of rice into his mouth, his face puffing up.

Qin Qiong looked delighted, but still reminded him, "Eat slowly, Zhaozhao."

Qin Zhao blushed slightly and hummed in agreement.

Qin Qiong waited for her to swallow, then smiled knowingly and teasingly: "Zhaozhao, Yanci used his spare time to help you with your IELTS exam, aren't you going to thank him?"

Qin Zhao then glanced at him; he had his eyelids closed and his expression was blank.

She pursed her lips and said, "Thank you, Brother Yanci."

Seeing their obvious awkwardness, Qin Qiong rested her chin on her hand, unable to hide her smile: "Let's clink glasses."

Qin Zhao always listened to Qin Qiong, and she was worried that Shen Yanci would give her a hard time. She thought he wouldn't embarrass her in front of the adults.

With her eyes lowered, she held the glass up and whispered, "Brother Yanci."

His tone was particularly obedient.

It also carried a hint of probing.

Shen Yanci closed his eyelids slightly and picked up the glass.

Qin Zhao smiled.

She remembered the etiquette her teacher had taught her: when serving elders or to show respect, the rim of the glass should be lower than the other person's.

She deliberately lowered the water glass, and just as she was about to touch it, Shen Yanci tilted the glass, and the rim of the glass landed precisely below her.

Qin Zhao was stunned for a moment, but Shen Yanci had already put the water glass away and taken a sip.

She hesitated, then took a sip with him.

Qin Qiong looked at them with a smile: "By the way, when will the rehearsals for the school's arts festival end?"

Qin Zhao ate his rice without saying a word.

Shen Yanci: "We will continue rehearsing until the official performance. After that period, things should be a bit easier."

Qin Qiong nodded casually, "He should be back this week."

Shen Yanci: "That should be true."

After finishing their meal, Qin Zhao and Shen Yanci returned to their room.

Qin Zhao frowned, somewhat uneasy: "I have a feeling that Mom knows."

"Isn't it normal to know?" Shen Yanci was quite calm. Qin Qiong was the manager of the Qin Group and a shareholder of Yinghua. It was not difficult for him to find out this kind of information.

It would be strange if you didn't notice anything.

Qin Zhao fidgeted with his fingers, his frustration mixed with anxiety.

She pursed her lips, took her phone, and walked inside.

Shen Yanci: Where are you going?

Qin Zhao: "I'm going to call Lin Shi and tell him to come back right away."

"Do you think that's possible?"

Looking at her anxious expression, Shen Yanci asked in a cryptic tone, "When did you start caring so much about him?"

Qin Zhao wasn't acting out of consideration for Lin Shi at all; her face turned pale. "I lied for him."

Qin Qiong must have known.

(End of this chapter)