C17 The President You Refuse Me Again Minghe

Yan Minghe felt something and his whole body shuddered. His face suddenly turned red.

He kept backing away, his head lowered as he stuttered, "It's late in the night, I, I should go back now."

Then, without waiting for Shen Wangchuan's reply, she turned around and ran away.

Shen Wangchuan looked at Yan Minghe's fleeing figure and his gaze turned deep as he laughed sinisterly.

He seemed to have found something interesting.

Yan Minghe's heart was still beating like a beating drum all the way until he went back to his room and closed the door.

Was Shen Wangchuan teasing him just now?

Thinking of this, Yan Minghe was at a loss of what to do.

He already liked Shen Wangchuan. If he was unable to control himself, he could very well fall into defeat.

He couldn't help but cover his face with his hands. He felt that by following Shen Wangchuan back today, he had stepped into the trap that Shen Wangchuan had set for him.

Lying on the bed, Yan Minghe stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Because he didn't know if he should obey his heart, or if he should ruthlessly break off this relationship just as it was about to sprout.

But after some thought, Yan Minghe still hadn't made a decision.

Finally, the sky brightened up. Yan Minghe appeared in the living room with a panda eye.

Shen Wangchuan put his breakfast on the table and glanced at Yan Minghe.

He asked with concern, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Yan Minghe looked at him with a complicated expression and replied dryly, "Not bad."

"Come have breakfast." Shen Wangchuan greeted Yan Minghe while helping Yan Minghe pull up his chair.

"Thank you." Yan Minghe thanked Shen Wangchuan while enjoying his tenderness.

Shen Wangchuan didn't forget to show his affability level at this moment. He smiled and said: "You're welcome."

After the two of them finished their breakfast, one of them went to the company while the other went to school.

Thus, the two of them spent a week in peace.

That day, just as Yan Minghe finished his class, he caught up with a familiar figure behind him.

Han Chi said with grievance, "Minghe, didn't you say that we were friends before? But why are you always avoiding me this week?"

Yan Minghe retorted, "I didn't."

Just because he was a bit confused, he purposely didn't go to the place where Han Chi used to go.

So they had met only a few times this week.

"He said no." Han Chi said, "I know you're still blaming me, right? If that's the case, then let's go. I'll treat you to a meal to apologize for your actions."

Yan Minghe: "I don't blame you. Han Chi, you're thinking too much."

"Minghe, you rejected me again." Han Chi's tone turned cold as he clenched his hands into fists.

In what way could he not compare to Shen Wangchuan? Everyday, he watched as Yan Minghe left the school after class in Shen Wangchuan's car.

Every morning he would come to school in Shen Wangchuan's car.

Jealousy had eroded his rationality, turning him into a stalker. At the same time, a thought was also trying to encroach upon his bottom line.

Noticing that Han Chi's state was obviously not right, Yan Minghe was a little afraid and said, "Han Chi, calm down first."

"I've been very calm. I've never felt this calm before." Han Chi grabbed Yan Minghe's wrist, his face twisted as he smiled evilly.

"Han Chi." Yan Minghe was a bit scared. He had known Han Chi for three years, but he had never seen such a crazy side of Han Chi.