The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"I'm not your wife!" An Xiaxia insisted.

Sheng Yize sneered. "Who gave you the illusion that you get to decide that?"

An Xiaxia said in a bold and straightforward tone, "Why can't I? It's up to me whom I'm going to marry!"

Sheng Yize chuckled in amusement, his smile mesmerizing.

"That used to be the case, but not anymore." Raising himself on one elbow, he played with a lock of An Xiaxia's black hair. "Once you're back at the Song family, you become the heiress. You no longer get to decide your life and marriage."

An Xiaxia was dazed.

She had never thought about it that way.

Was she going to be forced to marry someone she didn't like?

She began to panic. "I'm not going, then…"

"Sorry, but it's out of your hands now," Sheng Yize said casually. "Like it or not, you're going back."

"How does it have anything to do with you? Hmph!"

"As a matter of fact, it has a lot to do with me." Sheng Yize gave her belly a little pinch. "Which families do you think the Song family would like to join with through marriage the most? There's the Qi family and there's mine. So… both Qi Yanxi and I will try our best to get you back into the Song family!"

He had had other plans for An Xiaxia, but before he could do anything, her real identity had been revealed.

All the better for him. An Xiaxia had been accepted by her biological family and he got to marry her as arranged. Everyone would be happy that way.

As for Qi Yanxi, heh, he had been defeated so many times that Sheng Yize didn't see him as a threat at all.

If Qi Yanxi messed with his wife again, he would make sure that fellow ended up waking up on the other side of the world!

"So… are we going to get married one day?" An Xiaxia asked, looking dumb.

"Of course," he said matter-of-factly.

He had had his eye on her all this time and she couldn't marry anyone else but him.

An Xiaxia stared unblinkingly at Sheng Yize with her bright black eyes.

With his chiseled face, deep-set features, and elegant movements, he almost looked too good to be true.

But this man was going to be her other half for the rest of her life.

If she couldn't refuse, would it be best for her to simply accept her fate?

After much consideration, she tugged Sheng Yize's sleeve. "I need some time."

Sheng Yize frowned.

"There's something I need to take care of," An Xiaxia said sincerely. "When it's all settled, I'll explain… everything, to you. Alright?"

"Why, I see you know how to bargain now." Sheng Yize's eyes turned dark and his tone suggestive. "But I'm a businessman and I'm all about profit. I don't believe in promises. They're just empty words. How about you put it in writing for me? I can wait. After all, I've waited seven years already. The problem is: how long will you keep me waiting? Another seven years?"

That question stumped An Xiaxia. Hm… what should she do now?

"Or… there's an easier solution…" Sheng Yize nibbled her little ear. "Give me a child first…"

Infatuated by the atmosphere, An Xiaxia was almost convinced. Just then, a nurse's crisp voice came from outside. "Young Master Qi has woken up!"

An Xiaxia came back to herself and pushed Sheng Yize away, stammering, "I'll go check on him."

She then asked the nurse to take out the needle before running out of the room.

The interruption made Sheng Yize's face darker than a storm.

That fellow sure knew how to pick the right time… he just had to wake up at such a loving moment…

Our scheming guy added another grudge against Flower Qi to his mental tally.

Wait… Qi Yanxi was his rival now. The guy was such a brute. He wouldn't try something with Xiaxia, would he?

Without hesitation, he rushed toward Qi Yanxi's ward.