The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

Ye Linlang was stunned when she saw the young man who was emitting a low pressure. Suddenly, she felt a little scared.

Although Jiang Qiran was only 16 years old like her, compared to boys of the same age, Jiang Qiran had a rare stern and cold temperament.

It was as if he was a thousand miles away from others, but also like a king. He gave people a feeling of nobility and arrogance, and was not approachable.

"Qiran, what's wrong?"

Ye Linlang carefully looked at Jiang Qiran and suddenly felt very uneasy.

Was Jiang Qiran angry?

Why? She suddenly felt that he was giving her a cold face!

She had clearly seen Jiang Qiran looking at her when she was queuing outside. Although the curve of his lips was not obvious, it was definitely not as cold as it was now.

…

The youth looked at Ye Linlang indifferently and didn't answer Ye Linlang's question.

"It's nothing, just go and organize your books."

Jiang Qiran wasn't willing to tell the truth, so Ye Linlang could only muddle her head and sit beside Jiang Qiran in confusion.

…

And the school beauty, Xia Qianqian, who sat in front of them, was really jealous that Ye Linlang could sit at the same desk as Jiang Qiran. This seat should have belonged to her!

Ye Linlang was clearly just a little bit away from losing!

In the end, the homeroom teacher actually said that she would help Ye Linlang change her score!

Xia Qianqian couldn't take it anymore and immediately mocked Ye Linlang with a few sarcastic words.

"Ye Linlang, why are you pretending to be so innocent and sweet? You set so many strings and cast so many nets. Is it fun?"

"I really didn't expect you to be such a capable girl! You played Yin Zihan until he's worn out and now you're here to flirt with Qiran. How can you be embarrassed?"

Ye Linlang looked at Xia Qianqian in a daze. At first, she didn't understand what was meant by casting nets or setting strings, but when she heard the names of Jiang Qiran and Yin Zihan, no matter how stupid she was, she should have understood.

Ye Linlang ignored Xia Qianqian, who was rolling her eyes at her, and turned her head to look at the cold and noble youth beside her.

Could it be that Jiang Qiran was so kind to save a seat for her, but he ignored her so coldly because when Yin Zihan was pulling and pulling at her outside, it made Jiang Qiran angry?

No way?

Ye Linlang had never thought that Jiang Qiran was so jealous.

Uh… was jealousy the right word?

Ye Linlang thought about their identities for a while, and finally couldn't help but write a note and pass it to Jiang Qiran.

-- Qiran, are you angry because Yin Zihan asked me to stay at the same desk as him?

Jiang Qiran frowned slightly and said to Ye Linlang indifferently.

"No."

He was angry because Yin Zihan pulled Ye Linlang's hand!

However, Jiang Qiran wouldn't explain it clearly.

Ye Linlang was secretly happy when she saw Jiang Qiran like this. Jiang Qiran was obviously not saying what he thought!

So, was it about her performance?

Ye Linlang had never been in a relationship before. With zero experience in relationships, she was also very clumsy in dealing with such matters.

She stupidly went up to him and suddenly held Jiang Qiran's hand under the desk, bit by bit.

Jiang Qiran was slightly stunned. He felt the temperature on his fingertips that was carefully touching him, and he actually forgot to break free.

"Don't be angry, okay?"

Ye Linlang lowered her eyelashes, and a faint shyness was written on her youthful and willful face.

"Do you still remember what you said to me? You said that as long as I get into the top 15, we can… we can…"

An extremely strange feeling came from his palm. Jiang Qiran's palm was very wide and thick, and the joints of his fingers were long and slender. However, there was a thin layer of calluses on his fingertips, and it felt rough to touch.

Was this a boy's hand?

It was a strange feeling, but surprisingly, she didn't want to let go of Jiang Qiran.

Ye Linlang's white face instantly turned red.

This was probably Ye Linlang's most direct and boldest test.

Fortunately, Jiang Qiran didn't break free.

If he broke free, Ye Linlang really didn't know where to put her remaining bit of shame.

…

Jiang Qiran stared at Ye Linlang with a pair of eyes that were as deep and charming as stars.

"Are you sure?"

Jiang Qiran didn't say the rest of the words clearly, but he and Ye Linlang both understood.

This confirmation was whether or not she wanted to become Jiang Qiran's girlfriend.

Thinking of the prefix "girlfriend," Ye Linlang couldn't help but be happy!

"Yes, I've never been so sure before."

Ye Linlang nodded heavily, her clear black and white eyes filled with determination.

She liked Jiang Qiran. Not only did she like Jiang Qiran's face, but she also liked the helpless but extremely serious look in Jiang Qiran's eyes when he taught her the questions. She liked how handsome Jiang Qiran was when he stood up for her. She liked Jiang Qiran…

There were so many more that Ye Linlang did not even have the time to list them in her heart.

Jiang Qiran.

Jiang, Qi, ran.

These three words were inverted in Ye Linlang's heart. In the end, they became as sweet as honey, as sour as lime, and had mixed flavors.

It turned out that not only could she fall in love with someone at first sight, but she could also fall in love with someone for a long time.

It was because of Jiang Qiran that she decided to work harder. She wanted to be able to stand by Jiang Qiran's side. She wanted to be outstanding, independent, and strong.

Jiang Qiran looked at Ye Linlang, who had a slightly shy expression, and his heart suddenly softened.

He used his indifferent hand to hold Ye Linlang's hand, and his originally cold expression slowly relaxed.

In a place that others could not see, the two people's fingers intertwined, as if they had made some important promise.

This was also very good.

…

The teacher had already finished counting all the students on the other side, and the entire class was in position. Yin Zihan looked at Ye Linlang and Jiang Qiran with a complicated expression.

Looking at Ye Linlang's affectionate gaze when she looked at Jiang Qiran, Yin Zihan felt his heart suffocate.

He didn't know what was wrong with him.

Was it because he was missing a deskmate who would usually insult him and occasionally help him copy his homework when she was being kind?

But there were plenty of girls like this.

Yin Zihan felt depressed. He felt that there was a voice telling him that even if there were plenty of girls like this, there would always be only one Ye Linlang.

…

Jiang Qiran saw Yin Zihan's disappointed gaze and felt an inexplicable sense of joy in his heart.

Under the desk, he held Ye Linlang's hand tightly.

It made Ye Linlang feel a little embarrassed.

After the roll call was over, the class teacher, Teacher Zhao, said that she still had something to do. The last self-study class was to be attended by the students in Class A, so she went home first.

Once Teacher Zhao left, the entire class became even more relaxed.

After the class bell rang, Ye Linlang took a deep breath and walked over to Ye Siyao step by step.

Ye Siyao immediately frowned and looked unhappy.

"What do you want?"

Ye Linlang looked down at Ye Siyao from above, her voice sonorous and powerful.

"I won the bet. Now, it's time for you to apologize!"