Chapter Fifty-Four: I Don't Like You

  A crowd of people were packed in front of the bulletin board, blocking the way. Xiū Wèi Chén's eyebrows furrowed in annoyance as he strode quickly around them, Xiao Wei following closely behind him with quick, light steps.

  Just after passing by the crowd, a boy turned his head and looked back, pointing at Xiaowei and exclaimed: "Oh! It's that girl who confessed! Quick, quick, catch her!"

  At this shout, several girls quickly fixed their eyes on Xiaowei like hawks and rushed over to grab her, brutally pushing her towards the bulletin board.

  Xiu Yu stopped in his tracks, turned around and took a look. He saw Xiao Wei being pushed into the crowd, he put his hand in his pocket, hesitated for a moment, slowly pulled it back out, looked away as if it was none of his business, and headed to class.

  Xiao Wei was pressed down in front of the bulletin board by those girls, and questioned: "Is this written by you?! You actually dare to confess to Young Master Yin so openly!"

  "Eh?" Little Wei looked over in surprise, on the bulletin board was her photo, next to it was the love letter she had written to Xiu Ye Chen, only the salutation at the beginning had been changed to "Young Master Yin Teng Ye". What's going on?

  "Speak up! Is this written by you?! Do you like Yīn Téng Yè?!" A girl grasped Xiao Wei's shoulder with force, looking very angry.

  "You're also shameless, using this method to attract Young Master Yin's attention. I remember you're a maid of the Xiu family, what qualifications do you have as a maid to confess to Young Master Yin?!" Another girl was also very unhappy, glaring at Xiao Wei angrily.

  "I, I didn't... this... that..." Xiaowei didn't know what to say anymore. The love letter was indeed written by her, but it wasn't for Young Master Yin.

  "Come on, is this written by you?"

  "What are you doing?!" Ahee-yeon suddenly rushed in, pulled apart the girls who were holding onto Xiaowei, and clenched her fists to protect her.

  As soon as Ah-hyun appeared, everyone's eyes unconsciously turned to Yoon Tae-oh, and indeed, he was there.

  "What are you all gathered here for?" Yin Tengye's mood was a bit unpleasant, and when his gaze fell on Xiao Wei's body, his eyebrows furrowed even more tightly. Without thinking, he walked to her front.

  He was just about to speak, when the girl next to him jumped in and said: "Yin Teng Ye, look at her, she's really got a lot of nerve, actually daring to post the love letter you wrote to her on the bulletin board for the whole school to see! Doesn't she ever think about who she is and what she's worth!"

  "What? A love letter!" Yin Tongye looked up at the bulletin board and saw that the first line started with his own name, but those few characters were crowded together and didn't match the font of the rest of the text, clearly not written by the same person.

  Just take a look at the content of the love letter, he sneered. One glance and you can tell it was written by that pig for Xiū Yǔ Chén. How did it end up being used to play a prank on him? Since they went so far as to write his name at the beginning, it proves that person likes Xiū Yǔ Chén but dislikes him.

  He actually dared to provoke him, and he was fed up with living. Yin Tengye tore down the love letter and the photo next to it, saying: "Don't get me wrong, this girl made a bet with me, she lost, so I let her write a love letter and post it here to show that I'm the most popular person in school."

  Yin Teng Ye deliberately stared at a beauty who was already infatuated with him, and blinked casually. The beauty was immediately enchanted.

  "Am I right? I'm the most popular, right? If you want to express your admiration for me, don't be shy, just write it down and post it here so I can know your true intentions."

  As soon as this was said, all the girls couldn't help but blush and become bashful, with peach blossoms filling the air, holding their faces and looking lovesick in a way that made other boys' skin crawl.

  Taking advantage of those infatuated with flowers, Yin Tengye quickly stuffed the love letter into Xiao Wei's hand and whispered, "Don't you leave yet."

  Pull her over and give Ai Xiyuan a glance, he quickly walked ahead, Ai Xiyuan pushed Xiao Wei, running out of the crowd towards the classroom.

  Yanlin, who had been quietly watching from the crowd, moved her lips with a hint of coldness and elegantly stepped forward with a dark expression: "The good show has been ruined, how boring."

  Kiyohara, who was following her, smiled slightly and said: "However, from what just happened, Mr. Yin seems to be quite protective of Zhu Xiaowei, maybe..."

  "Perhaps...? Heh!" The gaze in her eyes gathered and shone brightly, and Yanlin's face suddenly had a radiant smile.

  Just as they were about to reach the classroom door, Yoon Tae-oh stopped in his tracks and turned around to stare at Soo-young, waving at Ae-hyun: "You go ahead first, I have something to say to her."

  Ai Xiyuan looked at the young master's gaze at Xiaowei, feeling a bit strange. After thinking for a moment, she seemed to understand and nodded slightly, pursing her lips to hold back her smile, then slipped into the classroom.

  Xiao Wei blinked her eyes, staring at his sharp gaze, being glared at by him as if she was going to be devoured. She couldn't help but swallow her saliva and slightly move back, raising the corner of her mouth to ask: "Young Master Yin wants to say something to me?"

  Young Master Yin wouldn't misunderstand, would he? She subconsciously clutched the love letter in her hand, with both hands behind her back.

  "You, why didn't you come to watch my game?" He waved her photo in front of her, questioning, then raised his proud chin, not wanting to appear cheap, as if eager for her to go. He just felt that since he had promised, he should keep his promise.

  She didn't even know how many beautiful girls Bao Erming had invited to support him, but with his Yin Fengye's aura, he still managed to mesmerize those beauties and make them all cheer for him.

  "Match? Didn't you text me saying the match was cancelled? No?" Little Wei asked in confusion, taking the opportunity to put the love letter into her bag and pulling out her phone to show him the message: "Hey, isn't this from you?"

  Yin Teng Ye looked at it, and it was indeed his number, but he had never sent a text message before. Moreover, his mobile phone had mysteriously disappeared before the game, forcing him to buy a new one!

  "This wasn't sent by me. It seems like someone stole my phone and is sending random texts! But why would they send this kind of text?" He said, becoming suspicious. Even if someone had stolen his phone, they wouldn't just send a random text, and the person who stole his phone was clearly trying to prevent her from coming to the game.

  "Was your phone stolen? Why would someone steal a phone?" Xiaowei was also puzzled, judging from the text message, it should be someone familiar with Young Master Yin, could it be his fan?

  "Heavens! I wonder if Young Master Yin's admirer took me for a romantic rival, stole my phone to see the message, got angry and then sent this kind of message to me. This misunderstanding is huge!"

  "Mr. Yin, did your admirer misunderstand me? I don't like you!"

  Xiao Wei's careless remark suddenly hit Yin Tingye's head like a hammer, striking him hard.

  A sudden sense of frustration came over him, he gritted his teeth and glared at her, saying...