THE CEO's LOVE 39 You're So Cool...

Xueyan looked at him with an expectant eyes but he dashed her hopes as he didn't even turn to take a second glance at her. 

"OK then, ignore me all you want but that doesn't mean I'm giving up! I'm still going to ask until I know it all." 

And truly, she would always nag him. Forcing him to speak and sometimes it was just at the tip of his tongue but he'd hold back and ignore her. 

The day the teacher had given them a.s.signments, she took hers out and started working on them, as if remembering something important she stopped and turned to Zhaolin, "Hand your note over, I will help you with it." She sounded so genuine, but he knew she meant it. 

"Hey, don't ignore me. I'm just trying to help. Why do you have to be so annoying?" She made faces at him and just at that moment he turned around and caught her red handed. He caught her sticking out her tongue at him. 

She looked like a s.h.i.+h tzu. A very cute one.

"Hehe, you see, the... The thing is... The thing is I just wanted to help with your a.s.signment but you still ignored me. Now, now... Pa.s.s it to me."

He still didn't speak. 

"I told you already, if you're so dum..." When she saw his grave expression, she shut it. 

"Just one more word from you and I will throw you out of my desk, out from the cla.s.s and out of this school." Zhaolin said. His voice so cool like the spring breeze.  Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

The whole cla.s.s was dumbfounded. What happened just now? Did Young Master Zhao actually speak to her? Oh. My. G.o.d. 

It took Xueyan a total of 120 seconds to come to term with what he said. 

"Hahahaha," she suddenly burst out laughing. "You look so serious that I nearly fell for useless threat... Haha, who is your teacher?

He or she is doing a great job, teaching you how to threaten people."

"Ahh!" The whole cla.s.s gasped.  What in the world is she spouting? 

"OK, good good. You finally spoke up, I really thought you were mute. Anyways, it's good you can talk. I still..." She paused and looked him straight in the eye.  "Young Master ZhaoXing, why did you tell me to shut up? What did I say wrong?" Her expression changed as her face crumpled up into that of a sheet. She waited for his reply but none came. 

He didn't reply again to her.

"Young Master..."

"Ya! Xueyan be quiet! You talk way too much for your age." Andy Huang, a robust boy yelled from the back. 

Xueyan looked back at him with surprise, "I wasn't talking to you..."

"Yaa! Are you mad? Didn't you hear to be quiet?" The boy screamed at the top of his lung. 

Xueyan looked back at him and caught him staring at her but she didn't notice a thing he was doing and said, "You see? It's all your fault he's yelling at me. You had told me to shut it just now, and now, he's telling me to be quiet as well."

He was dumbfounded.  Is she blaming me? It's not my fault she talks way too much. 

He turned and glared at the boy, "Who asked you to interrupt?"

From the corner of his eye, he had seen her smile and gave him a thumbs up. 

He resisted the urge that was pulling his lips upward.  She's easily pleased. 

He noted about her. 

Andy Huang sat back in his chair, sweats trickling down his head. 

The young boy looked like he had seen a ghost.  Didn't he tell her to be quiet? 

He turned back to the window. 

"Cool. You're really cool. Hehe." He heard her say.

The first time he spoke to her.

That must have been the beginning of everything, their friends.h.i.+p, their...

No one has the right to yell at her, scold her, or even dare to hurt her. 

But one he didn't know was that she suffered most because of him. 

*****

The Xings school. 

Qingran was in a well equipped cla.s.s. A lot of toys lying around. Washed fruits was on the table beside the teachers tables. They had two teachers in this cla.s.s. Chocolates was in a freezer in this same cla.s.s. A television was playing. These cla.s.s was beautifully designed for kindergarten children. 

Qingran sat on her desk, drawing an apple. The other kids cried refusing to do what the teachers asked. Bai Qingran was a year or two older than the other kids so she never cried nor complained. And some of the kids refused to draw without the teachers a.s.sistance. She drew two apples and coloured them green and red. 

She is just a kid so her apples were a little bit shabby. 

I will take this drawing back to granny. She will be happy and she will call me a good girl. And aunt will reward me with chocolate...  She lifted the drawing to her face. 

"Ranran," one of the teacher called her. 

"Yes," Qingran sprang up from her chair. 

"Come over here." The two teachers were older than her mom and acted a bit like her granny. They were both sweet and doted on all the kids. 

She went over and pa.s.sed her drawing to the teacher, she looked down at her legs. 

"Good, good. You are doing good." The teacher smiled and punched her cheek. 

"Yay!"  The teacher said I'm doing good.  She smiled her eyes forming a crescent. 

Anyone would love a child who cried less. She was blessed by the heavens for not being a crybaby.

Soon it was time for lunch break and the crying kids stopped crying as they all ran to get chocolates and some went for the fruits. 

She sat obediently on her chair as the canteen staffs came in. Carrying with them their lunches. With every food, came with it a vitamin drink and a smoothie. 

Qingran happily took her box and ate till she was full.