"No, who's spreading such nonsense?" Li Qingxue's previously cheerful mood was now completely ruined.
Li's Mother looked at Li Qingxue, fully convinced of her daughter's innocence. "Your homeroom teacher didn’t say it outright, but she wanted me to ask if you’d be willing to sit next to Ye Liangchen as desk mates."
Li Qingxue wasn’t stupid. Hearing this, she immediately felt a surge of anger. "No! I don’t want to!"
"I believe my daughter. Your father and I will have a proper talk with your homeroom teacher about this."
Even so, Li Qingxue still felt uneasy.
After hastily eating something, she retreated to her room.
Sitting on her bed, she stewed in silence.
She never expected Ye Liangchen to do something like this.
After knowing him for so long, she now felt like she couldn’t understand him at all.
Why would he spread rumors about her dating someone at school?
"I don’t want to sit next to you!" she thought, picking up her phone and unfollowing Ye Liangchen.
This time, Li Qingxue was truly angry.
On the other side, Li's Mother not only called the homeroom teacher back to clarify that Li Qingxue wasn’t dating anyone in class but also managed to get Ye Liangchen’s parents' phone number from the teacher.
Whatever the reason, as parents, they didn’t want anyone spreading malicious rumors about their daughter at school.
When Li's Mother called Ye's Mother, the latter answered with an impatient tone.
Upon learning it was Li Qingxue’s parents calling, Ye's Mother reluctantly softened her tone.
She went on and on about how well-behaved, obedient, and filial her son was, as if he were the best child in the world.
But after Li's Mother’s explanation, Ye's Mother’s expression turned impatient again. "Alright, alright, I get it."
She hung up the phone and muttered under her breath, "What’s there to be so proud of? It’s your daughter’s good fortune that my son even noticed her. You can’t even appreciate such a blessing. What kind of people are you?"
Ye Liangchen, who had just come out to use the bathroom, overheard this and asked what was going on.
Ye's Mother snapped, "It was Li Qingxue’s parents calling. I can’t believe it. You like their daughter, and they still have the nerve to complain."
Ye Liangchen frowned. "Why did you even call them about this?"
Ye's Mother sighed. "Son, you’re our treasure. We’re your strongest support. Since it’s a girl you like, of course, we want to help you."
"Who knew Li Qingxue’s family would act like this? You’re so good, so outstanding. For you to like their daughter is their good fortune. Yet they call to question us. I don’t even know what there is to question."
Ye Liangchen sighed helplessly. "I can handle this myself. Can you please stop getting involved?"
"I just want to help you. Seeing you sitting alone in your room, lost in thought, makes me uncomfortable. My son is so wonderful. Why should you have to suffer like this?"
Ye's Mother looked at Ye Liangchen earnestly. "In my eyes, my son deserves every girl in the world."
Hearing this, Ye Liangchen felt a warmth in his heart.
"Fine, Mom, do you trust me?"
"There are some things I can’t say, but I can tell you this: Li Qingxue actually likes me too. She just hasn’t realized her feelings for me yet."
"But there’s one thing you’re right about, Mom. Your son is indeed outstanding. I know it might sound funny, but I’ll say it anyway. One day, I’ll bring home three beautiful and talented daughters-in-law for you."
This was Ye Liangchen’s confidence.
Once his treasure of a girl sees through Long Aotian’s twisted and dark side, she’ll realize that only he, Ye Liangchen, will truly care for her, love her, and protect her.
When Li Qingxue finally understands her own heart, she’ll remember how good I was to her, regret her actions, and come running back to me, chasing after me, and falling madly in love with me.
As for my childhood sweetheart, well, let’s just say it was a sunny day, flowers were in full bloom, and I was back in my rural hometown when I came across a little girl who had fallen and was crying...
"Good, I love seeing my son so confident. You’re my precious boy. Brave Liangchen, fear no difficulties. I believe you’ll bring home a beautiful and caring daughter-in-law for me."
"If you can bring back three daughters-in-law, your father and I will be laughing in our dreams."
Ye Liangchen said confidently, "Mom, you trust me, right? If you trust me, then just watch. I’ll make sure you and Dad laugh in your dreams."
"Because this is my confidence!" With that, Ye Liangchen smiled confidently.
...
The next morning, just as the sun rose.
Li Qingxue kicked off her blanket and groggily sat up in bed.
She ran her fingers through her messy long hair, went to the bathroom to wash up, changed her clothes, and then skillfully grabbed a sandwich and milk from the fridge before heading out the door.
Going to the bay every week had slowly become a habit.
In her heart, she had already come to see Long Aotian as a friend.
Arriving early at the riverside, she picked a spot, set down her sandwich and milk, propped her chin on her hand, and waited quietly.
She glanced up at the sky. The weather was nice today. He loves basking in the sun, so he’ll probably come, right?
Li Qingxue thought to herself.
Not long after, the sound of footsteps on the grass reached her ears.
Li Qingxue turned her head and smiled. "Over here!" she called out excitedly, waving her hand.
"You’re here early," Long Aotian said as he casually found a spot to lie down, enjoying the gentle breeze.
These rare moments of leisure were truly wonderful.
Li Qingxue stood up, picked up her sandwich and milk, and wanted to move closer, but the image of Hu Yuying suddenly flashed in her mind.
So she sat down, keeping a certain distance.
She only saw Long Aotian as a friend, a confidant she could talk to.
"Here, this is for you," she said, placing the sandwich and milk next to Long Aotian.
Then she began to pour out her frustrations and unhappiness.
When she mentioned how Ye's Mother had called the homeroom teacher to complain that Li Qingxue was dating someone and distracting her son from his studies, Long Aotian couldn’t help but think, "What the heck? People actually do this kind of thing?"
But he held back from saying anything.
Before, he hadn’t known Li Qingxue was the second female lead, the white moonlight. Now that he knew, he figured it was best to just listen quietly.
Li Qingxue was clearly the type who couldn’t keep things to herself. Once she got it all out, she felt much better.
But after she finished, Long Aotian remained silent.
She glanced at him, wondering if he’d fallen asleep because the environment was so comfortable.
So she quietly reached out and lifted the leaf covering his eyes.
"What are you doing? There are plenty of leaves over there. Go pick your own."
"You’re not asleep? I thought you were. If you’re not, why aren’t you talking to me?"
At this, Li Qingxue’s eyes sparkled mischievously, as if she’d thought of something. She chuckled softly and said, "Is it because Hu Yuying won’t let you talk to other girls?"
Hearing this, Long Aotian nearly jumped up from the ground. "W-what are you talking about?"
"Hu Yuying and I are just boss and subordinate. Don’t go spreading nonsense..."
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