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

Chapter 71 You really want a title that badly?

Qin Zhao handed him the manuscript, which her English tutor had already revised once.

Shen Yanci looked at her manuscript. The warm light shone on his face, making him look serious. His nose was high and straight, and his lines were clear and smooth.

Can you write it?

Qin Zhao snapped out of her daze, and Shen Yanci gently tapped the printed manuscript, asking her if she could write on it.

She nodded.

After Shen Yanci finished revising it, he handed it to her: "The content is well written, but there are some minor grammatical issues. Some words can be replaced with advanced vocabulary and slang, which would make it easier to score points."

The handwriting on the manuscript paper was vigorous and powerful, with clean and crisp strokes, carrying a sense of sharpness.

"Read it once, let me hear it."

After a period of study, Qin Zhao's spoken English has improved a lot, but it is still a bit behind that of international students who have been immersed in a bilingual environment for a long time.

Perhaps because she is not used to using this language, she usually makes fewer deliberate embellishments, and her tone is softer and more gentle than when she speaks Chinese.

Shen Yanci lifted his eyelids and his gaze fell on her face.

Qin Zhao paused for a moment and looked at him.

"continue."

Qin Zhao continued reading.

She always felt that Shen Yanci seemed to be lost in thought and not listening to her, but after she finished reading, he would accurately correct the few words she mispronounced.

"Okay, let's go through it from the beginning. I'll read a sentence and you repeat after me."

His English pronunciation was deep and mellow, with an indescribable sexiness, soothing.

Qin Zhao wondered if one of the reasons he won the competition was because the judges liked his voice.

"Why are you dazed?"

Qin Zhao: "Yanci, is there anything you're not good at? Or, are there times when you feel particularly flustered and helpless?"

Memories of the dampness and decadence of the rainy night flooded back, and Shen Yanci squinted his eyelids: "Yes."

"I am a human being, not a god. I also have my own desires."

He looked at Qin Zhao, uttering the last two words very softly.

Qin Zhao seemed to understand, but not quite; his eyes were clear. "What is it?"

He lifted his eyelids, meeting her gaze; his eyes were dark. "You wouldn't want to know."

Sometimes Shen Yanci would have malicious thoughts, wanting to lay everything bare in front of her and see the panicked expression on her face.

"I'll tell you when the time is right." He tapped the table, rousing Qin Zhao's rationality, and also rousing his own. "Continue."

"Place your tongue against the roof of your mouth and use your vocal cords to produce sound."

"Bite down on the tip of your tongue with your upper and lower teeth..."

Her English tutor had also taught her pronunciation techniques, and Qin Zhao naturally followed Shen Yanci's instructions.

Shen Yanci initially genuinely wanted to ask her to pronounce something, but gradually his thoughts drifted away, and his gaze fell on her lips as they opened and closed.

He had a despicable idea.

He wanted to kiss her.

He forced himself to look away, his fingertips tracing the glass as he poured half a glass of ice water.

After going through it a few times, Qin Zhao could feel her own progress. She read it fluently and looked at Shen Yanci with bright eyes, but did not receive the praise she expected.

She was a little lost.

So, she was spoiled by Qin Qiong?
"great."

She looked up, her eyes glistening with tears.

Shen Yanci couldn't help but cover her eyes, but then, feeling the action was a bit abrupt, he changed his mind halfway through and started pinching her cheek.

"..."

He saw Qin Zhao frown: "I've practiced with you for so long, can't I even pinch your cheek?"

"No." Qin Zhao refrained from slapping his hand away and thanked him, "Thank you, Brother Yanci."

"Just saying thank you?"

"I'll treat you to a meal?"

"Not interested in."

"..."

"Let me hear your sweet talk."

"..."

"Alright, I've got it. Qin Zhao owes Shen Yanci one." "..."

This statement can be interpreted in many ways, but it doesn't sound good to debtors.

Qin Zhao said calmly, "Didn't Lin Shi say you were free labor?"

Shen Yanci retorted, "When will he be able to make decisions for me?"

"If you want compensation, you should have clearly stated the price from the beginning."

"I am a heartless merchant who lures customers into placing orders. Once sold, there are no refunds or exchanges."

"..."

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When going to and from school, Qin Zhao always felt a gaze fixed on him, subtly watching him.

But when she turned around, she found nothing.

A sense of unease welled up inside her.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Shen Yanci and jogged over to him.

“Brother Yan Ci”.

Are you busy tonight?

"Not bad, but you need to memorize the script again."

"I'll go over it with you a few more times tonight and share some of my public speaking experience with you."

Having learned from the previous experience, Qin Zhao asked, "What kind of reward does this unscrupulous merchant want this time?"

Shen Yanci spoke softly, his words carrying a hidden meaning: "Unscrupulous merchants don't display prices; they wait until the customers are fattened up before ripping them off."

"..."

Qin Zhao and Shen Yanci were studying in their room when Qin Qiong brought them some fruit: "Thank you so much, Yanci. You helped Xiaoshi with her studies before, and now you're helping Zhaozhao. I don't know how to thank you enough."

In front of Qin Qiong, Shen Yanci appeared somewhat gentlemanly: "Lin Shi and I are friends, it's just what I should do."

Qin Qiong smiled and gave Qin Zhao a thumbs-up: "Then you guys continue, I won't bother you anymore."

After Qin Qiong left, Qin Zhao picked up a pen and started scribbling on a piece of paper. He slowly said, "Brother Yanci, aren't I your friend?"

Shen Yanci lifted his eyelids slightly.

“You just said that Lin Shi is your friend, not that we are all friends.” She pointed out the exclusion in his words, which were stubborn and serious, and upon closer listening, carried a hint of resentment.

"Aren't we friends yet?"

Shen Yanci was silent for half a second, and before Qin Zhao ran out of courage to speak frankly, he spoke up: "And you, what kind of status do you think I have in your heart?"

He actually asked her a question in return.

Qin Zhao, clutching the manuscript paper, said, "At least we're friends."

"Top up my meal card, give me gifts, take me to the movies, tutor me," Qin Zhao listed. "Are you this nice to people who aren't even friends?"

"Or is it just because Lin Shi is my brother?"

Her voice sounded somewhat sullen.

"I had no idea I had such a bright and noble image in your mind. I look like a philanthropist?"

Shen Yanci flicked her forehead. "Lin Shi isn't as important as you think."

"I'm nice to you because I like you." He paused, but didn't say anything more.

Qin Zhao seemed startled, staring at him without blinking.

Shen Yanci remained expressionless and said seriously, "Because I like you, and I find you pleasing to the eye."

"..."

Qin Zhao asked, puzzled, "If you find me so pleasing to the eye, why don't you consider me a friend?"

Perhaps because Qin Qiong was particularly happy for her making friends at the very beginning, she became inexplicably concerned about it.

Shen Yanci almost laughed out loud, dragging out his words, "You really want a title that badly?"

"..."

"Qin Zhao."

Where do you want to go to university?

Qin Zhao shook her head; apart from a few well-known universities in the country, she knew nothing else.

"Come to England with me."

Yan Cige: I want to kiss her, I want to kiss her, I want to kiss her!

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