But…
Ni Sihan looked up and froze at the sight.
Liang Sheng was huddled tightly in Bai Zhen’s arms, with Bai Zhen princess-carrying her.
Ni Sihan fell silent. Once again, someone had beaten her to the punch.
“Don’t be scared, don’t be scared~” Bai Zhen’s voice was incredibly gentle.
What a tiny little thing she was~ Well, of course. To Bai Zhen, who stood at one meter eighty, Liang Sheng at just one meter sixty-five looked adorably petite and cute~
Meanwhile, Su Ze hesitated over whether to stick close to Bai Zhen or Ye Yuzhe. He glanced at their Heartthrob Values and ultimately chose Bai Zhen—after all, Ye Yuzhe’s value toward him was still pretty high.
As for Ni Sihan, she had seen Bai Zhen kissing Liang Sheng and whispering in her ear alongside He Wennuo, but she had missed the moment when Ye Yuzhe and He Wennuo kissed. She had been in the bathroom at the time.
Since Bai Zhen was off-limits, she decided to go after Ye Yuzhe instead! With that mindset, Ni Sihan sidled up to his side. She had checked him out earlier on the path—he was a bit effeminate, but as a man, he was undeniably handsome. Finally, a guy she could pursue. Ni Sihan was quite pleased.
President He, on the other hand, had screamed his head off at the sudden “ghost.” Even so, he was still thinking of protecting Ye Yuzhe. He shoved the staffer aside and dragged his “goddess” away, yelling all the while. The poor staffer lost his balance from the push and ended up on his butt. And yet, President He secretly congratulated himself inside—lucky he hadn’t run into one of those hot-tempered types who would’ve punched him right in the face.
Seeing the “ghost” plop down on his ass left everyone but the hurriedly chasing Ni Sihan stunned. The scene fell deathly quiet for a moment.
“A-Are you okay?” Liang Sheng came back to her senses and patted Bai Zhen’s shoulder, signaling for the other woman to put her down.
The staffer looked awkward at the question. He flipped over, sprang to his feet, dusted off his butt, and bolted.
“So… shall we keep going?” Liang Sheng scratched her head.
Over on He Wennuo’s side, he had dragged Ye Yuzhe on a mad sprint. They zipped past several staffers before those guys even realized what was happening and could step out to scare them. Ni Sihan, in her high heels, stumbled along behind them, panting for breath.
Finally, Ye Yuzhe twisted his ankle and tumbled to the ground.
“Why’d you run…” He shot He Wennuo a resentful look.
He Wennuo stopped short. Seeing his “goddess” hurt filled him with guilt. What kind of man was he, getting spooked by fake ghosts?
“Yuzhee…” He Wennuo started to crouch down to check Ye Yuzhe’s ankle.
“Ah!” A shriek came from behind. “D-Did you get hurt?!”
Ni Sihan fussed noisily, shoving He Wennuo aside and dropping to a squat in front of Ye Yuzhe. She rolled up his pant leg and exclaimed in her same startled tone, “Oh no, it’s already swelling! You’re really careless…” Her last words were aimed squarely at He Wennuo.
Hearing someone call out He Wennuo on his behalf—and after that intimate moment between He Wennuo and Liang Sheng earlier—Ye Yuzhe suddenly felt a weight lift from his chest.
“Ding~” Adoration Value increased.
“Ye Yuzhe’s Adoration Value toward Ni Sihan: 0.5”
Ni Sihan was smug. The more she looked at this Little Trap, the more she liked him.
“I…” This only made He Wennuo feel even more guilty.
“So how are we supposed to keep going now?” Ni Sihan had only lightly touched the Little Trap’s ankle, but it made him wince in pain.
He Wennuo racked his brain, then turned his back and squatted down. “I’ll carry you, Yuzhee. Then, once we’re out, I’ll take you straight to the hospital.”
Ni Sihan didn’t think twice about it and hurriedly helped Ye Yuzhe up in a show of goodwill. “Yeah, let’s get out of here quick. Your ankle looks pretty swollen.”
“Ding~” Adoration Value increased.
“Ye Yuzhe’s Adoration Value toward Ni Sihan: 1”
Ugh, this was rising way too slowly.
Ye Yuzhe reluctantly climbed onto He Wennuo’s back. He Wennuo gripped his legs tightly, slowly stood up, and once steady, even bounced the person on his back a little to settle him.
He Wennuo said nothing more, walking forward in silence.
Now it was Ye Yuzhe’s turn to grow uneasy.
Had his tone been too harsh when he’d complained earlier? Or had his attitude been off? Was He Wennuo mad at him now? Or had he hurt his feelings? Or maybe… he didn’t like him anymore?
The thought made Ye Yuzhe shake his head vigorously. No, he couldn’t think like that. Why worry about whether the guy liked him or not? He didn’t like He Wennuo anyway—he liked Su Ze. He ought to hope He Wennuo lost interest! Ye Yuzhe kept lying to himself with words, deceiving his own heart.
As they walked along, He Wennuo finally spoke up. Actually, no—he had straight-up forgotten Ni Sihan’s existence.
“Yuzhee, do you have someone you like?”
Ye Yuzhe, draped over his back, froze at the sudden question. After a long pause, he stammered, “N-No, I don’t.”
“Hmph, little liar.” He Wennuo’s voice was laced with helplessness and reluctance. “You can’t hide the look in your eyes when you like someone. I know all about that—you can’t fool me.”
Hearing this, Ni Sihan finally picked up on the weird vibe between these two guys. She couldn’t help but start thinking in a BL direction.
No, impossible, right? There were already so many lesbians around—how could there be gay guys too? Ni Sihan tried to reassure herself.
But…
“The way you look at him… it’s just like the way I look at you.” He Wennuo gave a bitter smile.
It hit Ni Sihan like a thunderbolt. Who? Who with who? Why? Had she misheard? She stared in shock at the two “marks” in her eyes, plunged into utter disbelief.
So He Wennuo—this tall, handsome, loaded president—liked Ye Yuzhe? Then who was the “him” he was talking about? Ni Sihan felt like she was spinning through the universe.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Ye Yuzhe said stubbornly.
Ni Sihan was still reeling, clinging to self-deception. What if the “him” He Wennuo meant was a girl? If one of them was gay, the other couldn’t be too, right?
Congratulations, you guessed it.
“No need to lie to me, Yuzhee. I know who that guy is.” He Wennuo’s eyes reddened.
Ni Sihan’s jaw dropped, leaving her dumbfounded on the spot. So it really was a guy? Which one? Could it be… Su Ze?
Congratulations, right again!
Ye Yuzhe seemed to resign himself. “Fine, you’re right.”
“What’s so great about Su Ze?!” He Wennuo let out a low growl. “I’m better than him in every way! Why not pick me?!”
