The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

The expectation and tenseness in He Xiyan’s eyes turned to a kind of disappointment at last.

She patted herself hard on the head and then took a deep breath.

Damned it. Why was she so sensitive? She was just adding a new schoolmate as friend? She really thought too much.

He Xiyan shook her head beyond words, even feeling somewhat mad.

Then, she clicked on the input box, thinking about what to text back.

Just an unfamiliar schoolmate, she really had no time to chat with him at midnight, certainly except for that guy.

He Xiyan thought for a while and then replied, “Well, nice to meet you, Yang. But it is too late now, and I want to go to bed. So let’s chat some day when we are both free.”

After sending this message over, she cast her phone aside and then looked back at the computer, going on with her unfinished work.

However, she did not know that just at this moment, this schoolmate Yang had already saved all her photos in her moment in his cell phone.

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In Mo Lan apartment.

Yang Mingyu laughed while sending the photos she had saved down to his friend.

After sending them over, he sent again a “laughing loudly” gif.

Then he sent some words again.

“I’ve searched the information. This is the girl named He Xiyan, sophomore majoring in graphic design in the School of Design. How is she? Is she your type?”

At this time, in an apartment, Mo Yixuan stared at the screen of his phone, at the photos sent over by his friend.

These were the photos of a girl.

A girl whom he had only cast a few looks at before.

He was sure that this girl was exactly the one drawing by the playground. Though he had not seen her clearly then , he, however, remembered her vague appearance.

She looked delicate and little, about 1.6 meters tall, very thin, just like the one in the picture.

Mo Yixuan stared at these photos for a few minutes.

Then he texted back to Yang Mingyu.

Just two words, “Thank you!”

At the other end of the phone, Yang Mingyu could not help cursing, “Fuck!”

I searched for her the whole day, but you just said two simple words “thank you”. Could you be more indifferent!

Yang Mingyu sneered, then texted some more words.

“How about her? Do you have a crush on her?”

Mo Yixuan texted back, “Just so so.”

Yang Mingyu, “Just so so? If yes, just admit it. If not, leave her to me.”

He could think about it. This girl learned drawing and looked nice. He had a strong feeling of protecting her and he liked such a kind of girl who looked obedient with a kind of artistic temperament.

Such a girl must be easy to get along with, the type he wanted to find.

At the other end, Mo Yixuan seemed to fall into deep thoughts. He clicked again on the photos Yang Mingyu sent over, staring closely at each one. He frowned, as if hesitating over something. He did not respond to Yang Mingyu until ten minute later.

“Let me wait and see.”

(Yang Mingyu)…

He sent over a speechless emoticon.

“What do you mean! Wait and see? Is there any need? Just a girl who has a crush on you. If you like, then say yes. If you don’t, just decline. Don’t hold her up.”

Mo Yixuan did not reply.

He cast his cell phone aside on the bedside cupboard. The vague figure of the girl, whom he had just cast a few looks on before, rose in his mind.

He did not know about this girl in real life and until now he still could not understand the reason why she sent him gifts.