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Just like that, Ye Hao dragged Li Mengying by the hand back into the classroom, utterly baffled.
In fact, even Ye Hao himself had forgotten why he insisted on holding her hand.
Anyway, the two of them were in a weird spot now.
Li Mengying quietly savored the moment.
But Ye Hao, on the other hand, looked totally lost.
“Um, Ye Hao, are you really okay?”
“What’s up?”
Seeing Li Mengying fidget, Ye Hao squinted at her in confusion.
Why bring this up out of nowhere?
What okay or not—right now, he, Ye Hao, was starving like a wolf and just wanted lunch.
“It’s just, about sharing your lunch with me or whatever, that…”
Why did she suddenly feel like a total mooch!?
Li Mengying’s head buzzed.
She couldn’t even explain why she felt this way.
She knew full well Ye Hao usually ate lunches from others.
From that girl named Liu Qianxia.
The thought alone killed her appetite, even as her stomach growled.
“Um, what’d you bring for lunch today? Did you make it yourself?”
She was dying to know.
That Liu Qianxia hadn’t brought a bento today.
So, was Ye Hao eating something he prepped himself!?
No, no—Ye Hao couldn’t cook.
So what was it?
So curious!
“Lunch… lunch, I dunno, but it’s two portions. I can split half with you.”
“You made it yourself!?”
Seeing Li Mengying get all hyped, Ye Hao unconsciously stepped back.
She was way too close.
“Nah, my sis did. She just got back from abroad yesterday and took over my meals.”
Sister!?
Ye Hao had a sister!?
How come she didn’t know!?
When did Ye Hao get a sister!?
Wasn’t he an only child!?
“Um, you have a sister?”
Ye Hao: ???
“No, I didn’t mean— I remember your family’s just you, right?”
“Yeah, used to be. But not since yesterday.”
At his seat, Ye Hao didn’t even notice if Li Mengying stood or sat.
He just plopped down, yanked the massive bento from his bag.
“Whew… no way one person finishes this… Yao Sis really…”
Seeing Ye Hao pull out such a huge bento, even Li Mengying was stunned.
What the hell!?
One person eating all that at lunch!?
From what he knew of Yao Sis, Ye Hao figured it was packed with meatballs or lion’s head—anything ball-shaped hit his spot.
“Can’t wait to see what’s inside~”
Eyeing the bento on the desk, Ye Hao rubbed his hands and popped the lid.
“This…”
Pork chops!??!
Why not meatballs!?
Why pork chops!?
Where were the meatballs!?
His Yao Yao Sis’s meatballs!?
Seeing Ye Hao freeze, Li Mengying dragged her chair over and peeked in.
All meat!?
No veggies at all!?
What gives!?
“No meatballs… hate pork chops…”
“Um…”
“Hm?”
“This bento’s layered and folds out. Opens more.”
Ye Hao: ???
What!?
Some fancy import from Yao Sis!?
First time hearing bentos fold.
Wouldn’t it leak!?
Even fully sealed, this broke all the rules!
Once fully unpacked, Ye Hao eyed the steaming meatballs below and nodded, pleased.
“Pork chops for you. Meatballs mine. Deal.”
With that, Ye Hao nudged the chops toward Li Mengying.
He claimed the bottom layer solo.
Unless desperate, he’d sooner eat bitter herbs than pork chops.
Hassle.
Why bother with knives and forks—fancy crap.
If it was edible, fine.
No need for the show.
Bottom line: Ye Hao hated meals that turned into rituals.
Meatballs were straightforward.
Watching Ye Hao chow down on meatballs with glee, while she stared at her knife and fork, afraid to dig in.
Two chops, but… Huge.
And not your average chops.
From her steak experience, she’d never seen beef this tender.
Grilled well-done too—probably for Ye Hao’s taste.
Seeing him pop one meatball after another, she wrestled inside.
Mid-bite bliss for Ye Hao, he glanced at Li Mengying—still frozen over the chops.
Eat already! Why not!? Dieting, right!?
Steak was perfect for that.
“You eat too. Don’t just sit there.”
With that, Ye Hao speared a meatball and held it out to her.
“Here, a meatball for you. Don’t say I’m stingy.”
Hearing him, Li Mengying eyed the meatball in her dish.
Screw it! Free food’s free!
She sliced a chunk of beef and slid it in.
Savoring the melt-in-your-mouth tenderness.
After nearly half, she suddenly felt guilty.
Glanced at the empty spot where meatballs once were—now gone by her hand.
Then at the cute, munching Ye Hao.
Her heart skipped.
She’d never seen Ye Hao’s eating face.
First time.
No wonder that Liu Qianxia slaved over lunches for him.
Yeah.
If it were her, she’d do it too!
Who knew under that poker face lurked this cuteness.
Thinking of that girl who’d fed him for so long, jealousy surged in Li Mengying.
She couldn’t explain why.
“Hey, hey.”
“Hm? I got a name. Not ‘hey.'”
Seriously.
Wasn’t there a saying—short hands after eating freebies!?
No self-awareness at all.
“Ye Hao, you shared a meatball with me earlier, so… how about I give you a piece of chop?”
Saying it felt awkward.
It was his lunch, after all.
She was just crashing.
“Whatever. If you want.”
Seeing him nod, Li Mengying sliced a piece quick.
The instant she fed it to Ye Hao, Liu Qianxia—still nursing her grudge—appeared at the classroom door.
Arms full of two bentos.
She froze at the sight of them feeding each other in the back.
She’d planned to eat by the flower beds.
Who asked Ye Hao to reject her like that yesterday!?
And get the homeroom teacher to swap her with Li Mengying!?
So she’d ditch and let him starve.
In her fantasy, Ye Hao was gnawing bread, buried in problems.
Seeing her with bentos, he’d melt with gratitude.
Show him her worth.
But…
Alone.
With Li Mengying…
After feeding Ye Hao with her own fork, watching him eat from it—heart racing, tempted to lick the fork—Li Mengying spotted the shadow at the door.
“Ye Hao, your old chef’s here.”
“Hm?”
Li Mengying’s words left Ye Hao confused.
Chef!?
What chef!?
If he had one, why’d he eat his own crap every night before!?
“Up front. Classroom door.”
Following her point, Ye Hao saw Liu Qianxia at the door—like she’d taken a massive hit.
What happened to her!?
Vaguely, he recalled seeing her dash out post-bell with bentos.
Like he’d said before.
She had the looks, the figure—backups galore.
No way she’d hang from his crooked tree.
Delivering lunch to someone else?
No issue in his book.
After all, he’d scarfed her lunches before.
Seeing Ye Hao’s clueless face, Li Mengying knew she had an in.
She could boot this Liu Qianxia for good.
Just one line. Cruel, sure.
But for her future with Ye Hao, she’d sacrifice Liu Qianxia.
Sorry. Blame your timing. Only she could stay by Ye Hao.
Liu Qianxia!? Who!?
“Huh? Isn’t that Liu Qianxia?”
“Off delivering lunch to some other guy earlier?”
“Back so soon? Not staying longer?”
As expected!?
Hearing Li Mengying, Ye Hao confirmed his hunch.
Made sense.
He’d rejected her yesterday—totally foreseeable.
Liu Qianxia snapped to it now.
Hearing Li Mengying spout nonsense she didn’t get, plus Ye Hao’s subtle nod.
She panicked…
When did she deliver to another guy!?
She’d just sat by the flower beds a bit.
How’d that twist into delivering lunch!?
“No, I…”
“No need to explain, Liu Qianxia. I saw you by the flower beds, waiting for someone, right? Didn’t show?”
No!
She wasn’t waiting!
Why was this Li Mengying harping on this nonexistent delivery crap!?
“I didn’t, I…”
Li Mengying wouldn’t give enemies a shot.
Bye, Liu Qianxia.
Be my stepping stone~
Sayonara~
“What do you think, Ye Hao?”
Quick pivot—Li Mengying roped Ye Hao in.
One word from him, and it was sealed.
Seeing the two act weird, Ye Hao scratched his head.
Him!? What could he say!? This was their drama.
No skin off his nose.
After a think, Ye Hao rubbed his cheek.
“Actually, it’s Liu Qianxia’s business. What opinion could I have?”
Bingo.
Waiting for that.
“Yeah, all Liu Qianxia’s deal. Delivering to some guy who no-showed. So she slunk back alone~ Heh heh heh~”
Hearing Li Mengying’s snide tone, Liu Qianxia felt utter helplessness for the first time.
She hadn’t delivered to anyone!
The bentos were Ye Hao’s faves!
She hadn’t!
Why! Why did even Ye Hao buy it!?
She’d just planned to tease his appetite a bit.
Why… why this…
“Liu Qianxia, who was the guy? Making a girl wait like that… really…”
Hearing Li Mengying, Liu Qianxia’s legs buckled.
Nameless dread and pressure crashed over her.
“No, no, no… it’s not…”
No! She hadn’t! Why frame her, Li Mengying!?
Why… why wouldn’t even Ye Hao believe her!?
Why side with Li Mengying over her, Liu Qianxia!?
Why… why!?
Why!
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