The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Sheng Yize said unhurriedly, “I’ve been meaning to give these to you all along, but never seemed to find the right time. Just… think of them as a betrothal gift.”

An Xiaxia was baffled. “Aren’t you a little worried that I’ll take the money and bolt?”

“You’re really going to leave me for that?”

“Well… you never know.” An Xiaxia counted with her fingers, estimating how much the pile was worth.

Sheng Yize watched her with great interest.

With her poor math skills, An Xiaxia couldn’t for the life of her figure out the amount.

But… it was a lot… like, a lot.

“Sheng Yize, I knew you were rich, but I didn’t know you were this rich!” An Xiaxia turned into a little miser instantly.

Sheng Yize replied, “… Marry me and they’re all yours.”

He was confident that the little dummy here wasn’t going anywhere.

“But I’ve already married you! All this came after we got registered. That’s not the right order.” An Xiaxia looked troubled. Something then dawned on her. “How about we get divorced, and marry again!”

Sheng Yize was speechless.

Interesting.

In your dreams.

He began to unbutton his pajamas and asked casually, “Are you not going to your yoga class today?”

“You said I didn’t have to go!” Was he going back on his word now? No!

Sheng Yize only smiled, which gave An Xiaxia the creeps.

“What… what do you want…”

Sheng Yize pondered a little with a frown, then said, “My conjugal right, I think?”

How come he could make anything sound so righteous?!

An Xiaxia pushed him away. “I’m on my period!”

“Are you?” Sheng Yize smiled. “I don’t mind, actually. Nothing turns me on like a little blood.”

An Xiaxia felt like crying, but no tears would come. “Watch your language!”

“My language is as refined as always. Don’t you think so?” Sheng Yize retorted casually.

An Xiaxia blushed and pleaded with her eyes. “I have a gift for you!”

The most important thing now was to shift his focus!

Sheng Yize raised an eyebrow. “What have you got?”

That gave An Xiaxia hope. She hurried to the other room to look for the thing Su Xiaomo had given her the night before.

She eagerly presented it to Sheng Yize. “You like to drink, don’t you? Teehee…”

Sheng Yize would indeed have a drink every now and then, but he was quite picky. The expression on his face froze after a quick glance at the bottle.

The label was in Japanese, but he could make out a few kanji characters.

“Dietary supplement,” “kidney detoxification,” and “unbelievable satisfaction.”

Was she questioning his competence now?

Did he look like he needed this type of drink?

Damn it!

“Momo told me that this liquor is excellent! It’s uplifting and good for your health… hm…” She was still introducing the drink when Sheng Yize stopped her with a kiss, then pressed her down on the bed. His smile was exceptionally charming. “Do you know what kind of liquor this is?”

“The kind you can drink…” An Xiaxia said in confusion. Sheng Yize took her chin in his fingers and said, “Uplifting, is it? Let me show you how uplifted I am!”

“?!”

After Sheng Yize had once more exercised his conjugal right, An Xiaxia sent Su Xiaomo a message in grievance. “I gave that liquor you gave me to Sheng Yize, but why was he so pissed?”

Su Xiaomo replied immediately, “Hahaha! You really did that? Glad to hear it! You’re having difficulty getting out of bed now, aren’t you?”

An Xiaxia realized that she might have been tricked…

She took a picture of the bottle’s packaging and scanned it with a translation app. She was baffled when she read the translated label.

It was a tonic! And had an aphrodisiac effect!

“Su Xiaomo! We’re not friends anymore!”