The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky Star Chapter 208
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Translated by Pure
Chapter 208 Unearthing Past Grievances with Little Wen (2)
Wen Yantong struggled to articulate her feelings and settled for, "Well, no matter where you are, if you're around, I'll definitely notice you right away."
Chi Jingxi tapped his index finger on the table twice, affirming, "Mmm, same here."
"No, you won't," Wen Yantong asserted. She rested her upper body on the table, slowly advancing with her fingers, and continued, "You used to hold the most disdain for me. Every time you addressed me as Little Cripple, Mu Xingyi spilled the beans on that. Back then, to have him speak well of me in your presence, I bribed him with loads of little pastries."
Chi Jingxi chuckled, "So, those little pastries of yours went to waste."
"I knew it!" Wen Yantong reached across the table, touching Chi Jingxi's fingers with her own. "Luckily, my performance in front of you paid off. If I had relied solely on him, you'd probably still be figuring out how to keep me out of your sight."
After hearing her words, Chi Jingxi flexed his fingers and accepted the hand she offered, cradling it in his palm. However, he continued to read with his head lowered, offering no verbal response.
"Say something," Wen Yantong playfully scratched his palm.
Chi Jingxi's palms always seemed to radiate warmth, even in the cold of winter. The only time his fingertips felt cold was when he got injured at Nian'an Temple, yet his palms remained warm. Wen Yantong found solace in holding his hand, as if she could sense the vigorous beats of his heart, drawing her infinitely closer to him.
Despite feeling that she lacked advantages—being timid, not particularly clever, and only capable of small tricks—Wen Yantong cherished these moments. In the original storyline, Chi Jingxi fell in love with Fu Tanghuan, an intelligent, generous, kind-hearted, and beautiful character. When she compared herself to Fu Tanghuan, the differences seemed vast.
Yet, every time Chi Jingxi held her hand or enveloped her in his arms, she could unmistakably feel the depth of his love.
She could discern the hidden indulgence beneath his composed expression.
Chi Jingxi conceded, "I'll admit it. I shouldn't have asked you to leave like that."
Wen Yantong seized the moment, asserting, "You also have a strong dislike for my drawings of Old Man Ding and Psyduck."
Chi Jingxi attempted to reconcile, saying, "It's my fault for not appreciating them properly."
Wen Yantong persisted, recounting past grievances, "Moreover, when I placed pastries on the inkstone, you knew but didn't inform me."
After a brief pause, Chi Jingxi explained, "When I saw you at that time, you were already eating."
Wen Yantong pointed out, "Then you sneered at me and sarcastically asked if putting food in the inkstone would make it taste better. Was that not what you said?"
Chi Jingxi thought about it and realized that he did indeed say those words. Seeing Wen Yantong looking at him with big eyes, Chi Jingxi had no choice but to acknowledge, "I... maybe my brain wasn't functioning well at the time."
Wen Yantong couldn't suppress her laughter, "Little Marquis, what's with the self-scolding? Why be so hard on yourself?"
Chi Jingxi shook his head with a smile, then leaned in, planting a gentle kiss on Wen Yantong's lips before lightly touching the tip of her nose. "Regardless, it was all my fault in the past. I shouldn't have disliked you, made fun of you, or told you to leave. Let's leave it behind us and not bring it up again, okay?"
Wen Yantong's cheeks flushed, and her ears tingled a bit, but she playfully nudged him with her nose. "I never took it to heart."
Chi Jingxi released her hand, nodding in agreement. "That's good. Let's focus on our studies now. You're still planning to compete with Yang Er, aren't you?"
Without his reminder, Wen Yantong might have completely forgotten about it. It's true what they say about love impacting one's focus on studies. Whenever Chi Jingxi was around, her concentration on reading faltered, and her primary desire was to engage in conversation and be close to him. Chi Jingxi, on the other hand, maintained unwavering focus on his reading, resistant to distractions.
Suppressing the urge to sneak glances at him, Wen Yantong's stomach growled suddenly after reading a few pages. Chi Jingxi heard the sound and looked up, asking, "Hungry?"
Rubbing her stomach, Wen Yantong replied, "Ah, I don't think I've eaten dinner."
"Then grab a bite first before continuing with the reading," Chi Jingxi suggested, prepared to close the book.
Wen Yantong chuckled, "I don't need regular food. A bite of you is enough to fill me up."
Casting a glance at her, Chi Jingxi stood up slowly, stretching his back. Thinking he wasn't bothered by her playful remark, Wen Yantong followed suit, intending to fetch something to eat. To her surprise, as soon as she stood up and took a couple of steps, Chi Jingxi seized her arm, gently cupped her face, and planted a kiss on her lips, catching her off guard.
In contrast to the brief kiss moments ago, Chi Jingxi now deepened the connection, parting their lips and teeth. There was a lingering sweetness, likely from the tea he had just consumed, imparting a faint tea aroma.
Unconsciously, Wen Yantong embraced him, tilting her head upward to reciprocate the kiss.
It wasn't until her face flushed with excitement that Chi Jingxi gradually pulled away. Her lips bore a rosy hue, evidence of Wen Yantong's nibbling. He affectionately patted her head and quipped, "Alright, now that you've had your fill of me, it's time for dinner."
Wen Yantong cleared her throat awkwardly, licked the residue off her lips, blushed, and followed Chi Jingxi out of the study.
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Meanwhile, over at the General's Mansion, Mu Yang was equally delighted, proudly escorting Fu Zixian back to the Mu Residence.
"Zixian, whatever you desire to eat, I'll instruct the kitchen to prepare it for you."
It was only after Mu Yang received his courtesy name that he realized he was a year older than Fu Zixian. In the usual company of Chi Jingxi and Cheng Xin, he used to address the two as (elder) brothers, and they, in turn, referred to him as Yang Er.
Now aware that Fu Zixian was younger, Mu Yang was determined not to miss the chance to play the elder brother role.
Unfortunately, despite the improved rapport between them, Fu Zixian maintained propriety, stating, "Young Master Mu, there's no need for formality. Just serve what you typically have."
Mu Yang's expression soured. "How many times do I have to tell you? If you address me as Young Master Mu again, I'll roll up my bed and sleep on the street tomorrow. I'll renounce my status as a young master."
Fu Zixian hesitated in his response when Mu Yuan suddenly intervened, appearing from the side and giving Mu Yang a hard smack on the back of his head. "Are you planning to rebel against me, you rascal?! Why would you give up your noble status to beg for food on the street?"
Mu Yang, now rubbing the back of his head, exclaimed, "Dad! Could you make some noise when you sneak up on people?!"
Mu Yuan snorted. "If I made noise, how could I catch you uttering such disgraceful words?"
Mu Yang pursed his lips. "I was just speaking casually."
Mu Yuan assumed a stance, ready to strike again. "Why are you forcing someone else to call you elder brother? Don't you already have a younger brother?!"
Mu Yang promptly sprinted away, dragging Fu Zixian along. Shouting back at his father, he said, "Those other younger brothers aren't as lovable as this one!"
Mu Yuan bellowed, "You son of a gun, don't let me catch you!"
Fu Zixian was taken aback by the choice of words. It was the first time he heard someone calling their own child a ‘son of a gun.’ Wouldn't that mean Mu Yuan was calling himself a gun?
He discreetly glanced at Mu Yang, who appeared unfazed. Despite being slapped and scolded, Mu Yang didn't seem to mind and even hummed a tune happily.
Clearly, this wasn't the first time Mu Yuan had scolded him in such a manner. Oblivious to Fu Zixian's internal struggle, Mu Yang continued, "I recall you like sandwiched lotus root. I'll have my servants prepare a separate plate for you. The new cook makes fantastic chili oil wontons; you must give them a try... After we finish eating, let's head to the backyard for some archery practice and then call it a night..."
Upon hearing Mu Yang's plan, Fu Zixian was immediately perplexed. "Don't you... want to study? The exam is just a few days away."
After a moment of contemplation, Mu Yang replied, "I won't study today. Since you've come all the way here, let's have some fun first, and we can hit the books tomorrow night."
Fu Zixian was tempted to retort, ‘I'm here to teach you!’ However, he couldn't express it directly, so he settled for, "I also need to study. This is an exam, after all. I'm afraid my father will be upset if I don't perform well."
Mu Yang clicked his tongue, "I get it. Last time my father saw my score, he wanted to come and give me a beating. In that case, let's find some time to study today."
Fu Zixian let out a sigh of relief upon hearing this. At least Mu Yang expressed the intention to study.
However, Little Fu didn't anticipate that the 'find some time' Mu Yang mentioned was quite literal.
Mu Yang pulled out his book before bedtime. However, he dozed off at the table without reading for long. Fu Zixian, who had been waiting to assist him with his studies, watched silently and suddenly realized that getting Mu Yang to prove himself wasn't the hard part; the real challenge was getting him to study diligently.
Forget it, he could just lose to Wen Yantong, Fu Zixian thought to himself.
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The author has something to say:
Fu Zixian: Is there anything in this world more difficult than persuading Mu Yang to study diligently?
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Foods:
sandwiched lotus root https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Cd_aGQZDtw
chili oil wontons https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s_FRByqftQw