The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky Star Chapter 207
Translated by Pure
Chapter 207 Unearthing Past Grievances with Little Wen (1)
As soon as Wen Yantong returned to the dorm, she noticed Chi Jingxi's servants stationed nearby, indicating his presence in the room. Excitedly, she entered.
Chi Jingxi, engrossed in reading in the study, heard her arrival and promptly set aside the book to greet her.
Simultaneously, Wen Yantong eagerly approached the study. With one person opening the door from the outside and the other from the inside, they unexpectedly collided.
Wen Yantong embraced him with a smile, asking, "What brings you here?"
Chi Jingxi enveloped her in his arms, took a couple of steps back, shut the study room door, rested his chin on her head, and replied, "Weren't you asking me to teach you how to write articles?"
Wen Yantong chuckled, "So you came?"
"I'll be staying for the next few days. Once the test is over, I'll leave," Chi Jingxi explained.
Wen Yantong's joy radiated naturally through laughter, but she soon adopted a somewhat plaintive tone, "My poor feet are killing me. I've been walking nonstop this whole afternoon..."
Releasing her, Chi Jingxi peered down at her legs, inquiring, "Are your legs giving you trouble?"
Wen Yantong shook her head, then nodded slightly, "Just a tad."
Recalling her past reliance on crutches, Chi Jingxi, concerned about a potential resurgence of her old injury, promptly encouraged her to take a seat. "A warm soak will help alleviate the fatigue. I'll arrange for someone to come in and give you a soothing foot massage."
Wen Yantong dismissed the offer, stating, "No need for a foot massage. I'll just sit and rest for a while."
After a brief contemplation, Chi Jingxi decided not to press the matter. Instead, he knelt down, gently pinching her right knee, and asked, "Any pain here?"
Wen Yantong shook her head, "I might have overdid the walking. I felt a twinge earlier, but it's fine now."
Chi Jingxi suggested, "I'll speak to Teacher Xu tomorrow to ensure you take it a bit easier on the walking."
Wen Yantong was treated with thoughtful care, and her heart swelled with warmth. She grinned and responded, "Sure."
Observing her happy smile, Chi Jingxi discerned that all was well, so he engaged in a brief chat with her before standing up. He handed her the book he had placed on the table, saying, "You'll read this tonight."
Curious, Wen Yantong inquired, "What is it? Am I supposed to memorize it?"
Chi Jingxi explained, "It's a compilation of articles by various authors. The words and expressions are quite captivating, and I've highlighted them for you. Take a closer look. If anything confuses you, feel free to ask me."
Concerned, she probed further, "Do I need to memorize the highlighted parts?"
Chi Jingxi reassured her, "No, just familiarize yourself with them for now. With time, you'll be able to use them naturally."
Wen Yantong nodded, rising to take a seat across from Chi Jingxi. In that position, a distant memory suddenly flashed through her mind.
She still remembered the first time she sat at the same table as Chi Jingxi in Li Boyuan's dormitory. Back then, Chi Jingxi held little regard for her, not even bothering to raise his head upon hearing her voice.
If it hadn't been for the task entrusted to him by Li Boyuan before his departure, Chi Jingxi might have kicked her out of the dormitory long ago.
Later, when she expressed a desire to learn Chi Jingxi's calligraphy, his clear aversion was unmistakable. When Li Boyuan requested him to teach her how to write, his handsome features betrayed a mix of disgust and profound disdain.
In just a few months, Chi Jingxi's demeanor underwent a complete transformation.
She lowered her head and examined the book in her hand, filled with meticulous ink lines carefully traced by Chi Jingxi. Each stroke bore the mark of precision.
Wen Yantong couldn't help but chuckle lightly.
Chi Jingxi, seated across from her, looked up and inquired, "What are you laughing at?"
Wen Yantong didn't hold back, stating candidly, "Little Marquis, do you still remember when you were tasked to teach me how to write? I was so scared at the time and thought you were going to beat me."
Upon hearing her recounting this memory, a smile flickered in Chi Jingxi's eyes, and he shook his head slightly, remarking, "How could I bear to beat you?"
Wen Yantong exclaimed in surprise, "When did Little Marquis’ words suddenly become so sweet? Now you know how to say some sweet words to make me happy. At that time, you were itching to punch my eyes and make them swell as big as goose eggs."
Chi Jingxi's lips curled up slightly as he lowered his head and resumed reading, commenting, "You were really annoying at that time."
Wen Yantong pouted, "Huh? You think I'm annoying?"
Chi Jingxi quickly amended, "But I later found out it was all my imagination."
Wen Yantong remarked, "Who knows what you were actually thinking at that time."
Chi Jingxi raised his eyes and looked at her, stating, "You discovered it a long time ago."
Wen Yantong said blankly, "What did I discover?"
"You noticed that I treat you a bit differently than others," Chi Jingxi remarked with a subtle expression. "If anyone else got on my nerves the way you did, they would've felt my wrath long ago. Think about it – every time you infuriate me, have I ever laid a finger on you?"
Wen Yantong pondered for a moment, realizing that Chi Jingxi had never resorted to physical force with her. At most, he would pat her on the forehead. Considering how he could unleash powerful kicks on others, she considered herself rather fortunate.
Curiosity got the better of her, and she asked, "Why didn't the Little Marquis ever hit on me?"
Chi Jingxi quipped, "Are you disappointed that I haven't?"
She shook her head, "No, it's just confusing. Did Little Marquis feel some type of way about me in the past?"
Chi Jingxi grinned, locking eyes with her, leaving the question unanswered for the moment.
Recalling his initial impressions of Wen Yantong, Chi Jingxi remembered thinking how petite and fragile 'he' appeared, with slender limbs that seemed as breakable as wooden twigs. Fearful that she might not endure his punches, he refrained from ever striking her.
Despite his temper and inclination to address issues directly, he couldn't bring himself to harm such a delicate individual.
Naturally, these sentiments remained unspoken when facing Wen Yantong.
Undeterred, she pressed on with her inquiry, determined to unravel the mystery. "Why are you smiling? Come on, am I right?"
Chi Jingxi responded with a subtle nod and a smile, admitting, "Yes."
Wen Yantong's delight lingered as she spoke with a smile, "Little Marquis is also a special existence to me, different from everyone else."
Curious, Chi Jingxi inquired, "What's the difference?"
"You’re just different in every way. Do you remember the first time we met?" Wen Yantong reminisced, "At that time, I was thinking, how could there be such a handsome person? If it weren't for fear, I might have kept staring at you.”
Chi Jingxi paused and then remarked, "When we first met, weren't your eyes focused on the Seventh Imperial Prince?"
Wen Yantong was momentarily taken aback, "How is it possible? When I was punished to stand at the entrance of the Academy, I happened to see you not far away. There was no Seventh Imperial Prince nearby at that time."
Chi Jingxi looked at her in surprise. The moment their eyes met, Wen Yantong suddenly realized the problem. What she just said referred to her first meeting with Chi Jingxi, but it was not the first encounter between the little cannon fodder and Chi Jingxi, so their perspectives differed.
Chi Jingxi did not argue further but lowered his eyes slightly and resumed reading.
Observing his demeanor, Wen Yantong sensed a hint of dissatisfaction. He might have thought that during their initial meeting, the little cannon fodder had eyes only for Cheng Xiao and didn't even notice his presence.
