The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

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An Xiaxia froze, the hand holding a pen pausing in mid-air.

“What are you doing here?” she cried out in a low voice.

Sheng Yize enunciated each word. “To get my dear author’s autograph.”

“…” Gosh, you might as well have come here to slash my throat, Mr. Idol!

However, he had bought her books and she couldn’t just chase him away. An Xiaxia had no choice but to sign the books for him — of course, she didn’t write what he asked for, and only signed her name.

When she had finally signed the whole stack of books, the driver arrived, puffing, with another stack over his shoulder. “Young Master, as instructed, I’ve bought all the books here today!”

An Xiaxia was dumbfounded.

Shit! There were at least a few thousand books here and he had bought them all! It would take her forever to sign them all!

“Sheng Yize, knock it off…” An Xiaxia said in resignation.

Sheng Yize sneered. “No, I won’t.”

Behind him, the girls were discussing among themselves.

“Wow, he’s so handsome!”

“Exactly… He’s so dashing! And his long legs! Quickly, take a picture!”

“Aww! I’m so into it! I like the tsundere quality in a top!”

An Xiaxia felt like crying, but no tears would come. “At least let me sign the books for the rest of the readers. They’ve come all this way.”

Sheng Yize turned around and said indifferently, “I’m gonna need to borrow your dear author!”

Taking An Xiaxia’s hand, he pulled her to her feet, then with a little maneuvering, he threw her over his shoulder.

The audience erupted and there was a “wow” in unison.

“That’s so heroic! That’s like the ultimate boyfriend move!”

“Oh my poor heart… I’ve only ever been into slash fiction, but I think I’m being converted!”

“That was so romantic! I’m lovin’ it!”

“…”

Yin Qinghan spun the pen in his hand and couldn’t hide the smile on his face.

Compared with Sheng Yize’s murderous face, he was looking forward even more to the bunny’s fate after messing with the big bad wolf.

–

Sheng Yize tossed An Xiaxia into his car and she cried out in grievance, “What are you doing?”

“Taking you back home.”

“I’m not going back with you! You big liar!” An Xiaxia shrieked and was going to jump out of the car.

Sheng Yize looked a little pale as he snorted, “Woman, hasn’t it been long enough?”

Frightened by his intimidating manner, An Xiaxia pursed her lips and was going to cry.

It had been his fault all along. Instead of apologizing to her, he was threatening her!

“You jerk! You big, big jerk! I’m getting a divorce!” Vexed, An Xiaxia said those words without thinking.

Sheng Yize smiled coldly. “You can’t even find your marriage certificate. How are you going to get divorced?”

“How do you know I lost my marriage certificate…” An Xiaxia was shocked. She realized soon enough and was infuriated. “Sheng Yize! You took it! Give it back!”

“Why should I?” Despite his cocky tone, Sheng Yize was pressing a hand to his stomach.

He had been having stomach trouble lately and hadn’t brought his medicine with him after going after An Xiaxia in such a hurry. He had been in pain for the past few days.

“Bah!” An Xiaxia spat at him. He let out a muffled groan, which frightened An Xiaxia. “What’s wrong?”

“I don’t feel so well…” Sheng Yize said weakly.

An Xiaxia’s eyes darted around. “You’re lying to me again, aren’t you? Do you think I’ll go home with you this way? Hmph! You wish!”

She jumped out of the car and slammed the door behind her.

Back inside the car, Sheng Yize’s forehead was covered in cold sweat. His vision then went dark and he slumped to one side…