Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 151 I Want a Strawberry Milkshake 10

Chu Jiu frowned as she looked at Jiang Yixing; her personal attacks were ineffective against him.

“It’s dangerous for you to carry them like that,” Jiang Yixing suddenly said.

We still need to go up the stairs later.

Seeing that Jiang Yixing had no intention of moving aside, she lowered her head and thought for a while.

"You don't have a crush on me, do you? But you're so low-class, you know? I don't like you."

If she hadn't broken up with Xie Yu, she really wanted to call Xie Yu over to scold this idiot.

Even at this point, they're still pretending to be profound.

Chu Jiu pointed at Song Xianyin: "She doesn't like you either. Haven't you noticed how much she hates you? It's so cheap for a man to be so clingy, you know?"

Chu Jiu originally intended to continue her attack, but looking at Jiang Yixing, who exuded a cold aura, she suddenly fell silent for a while.

She glanced at Song Xianyin, then at Jiang Yixing, and gave a dry laugh: "Just kidding."

She laughed for a long time, and Jiang Yixing's face turned extremely ugly.

Chu Jiu looked at him, on the verge of tears. What was wrong with him? He was fine just now, everyone was joking around, and now he's angry again.

She climbed off Song Xianyin's back and took her hand, saying, "Ahem, let me help you walk."

Song Xianyin glanced at Jiang Yixing, then lowered her eyes and remained silent.

Although Chu Jiu's words were harsh, she genuinely disliked Jiang Yixing.

He always acts so superior, just like he did just now.

He came over with a stern face, and even though they didn't ask him for help, he looked at them with a dark expression as if they had done something to him.

She didn't want to talk to him. Every time she saw him, she was reminded of the way he looked at her grandmother that day.

Jiang Yixing stared blankly at their retreating figures, and he felt her annoyance again.

But he just wanted to help them.

There was an event at the mall today, and there were a lot of customers. Song Xianyin was extremely busy.

The store was short-staffed, so the manager was forced to join the milk tea shaking team.

The store was completely surrounded, and the manager was shaking his head so much that his face turned pale.

Damn it, they didn't even tell us about the promotion beforehand. Have they ever considered milk tea shops like theirs?

Before nine o'clock, the store's ingredients were almost used up, and the number of customers gradually began to decrease.

If all goes as expected, she should be able to leave work early today.

The manager wiped the table and did the accounting, his smile never fading.

If there's an event next time, he'll call a few employees on short notice, since they're all part-time anyway.

The store was playing music, and it had been playing from morning till night. Song Xianyin was almost sick of hearing it.

She put on gloves and began to finish up, while the manager leaned against the table, happily directing her.

"Xiao Song, you're getting faster and faster. You'll definitely become the head of our store someday!"

Song Xianyin was speechless. She didn't want to be the head of the store. She knew that the manager's salary wasn't that high.

By the time Jiang Yixing arrived, most of the lights in the shop were off.

He glanced at the time. Was the store closing so early today? He had arrived ten minutes earlier than usual.

Song Xianyin closed the shop door and stopped at the entrance, as if waiting for someone.

Jiang Yixing looked at the girl under the streetlight and tightened his grip.

She's all alone now, should he go say hello...?

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from not far away.

Xie Yu stood panting in front of Song Xianyin, holding a bouquet of bright flowers in his hand.

He was bent over, panting, his face flushed from the strenuous exercise.

Xie Yu said something, then handed the flowers to Song Xianyin somewhat embarrassedly.

Jiang Yixing felt a sudden tightness in his chest as he watched this scene. He stared at them intently, never looking away.

Jiang Yixing looked at Song Xianyin's expression. Her eyes curved into a smile, and she accepted the flowers with a particularly gentle manner. This was an expression he had never seen on her face before.

He watched Xie Yu make some exaggerated and comical movements, and Jiang Yixing's face turned cold. He really looked like a clown.

Looking at him, Song Xianyin laughed so hard she bent over, holding the flowers. They stood under the warm streetlights, looking so happy.

Jiang Yixing's eyes stung, and he lowered his head and left silently.

She always seemed to be frowning when she looked at him.

"Then I cried and begged her, please, the most beautiful boss lady in the world, it's my grandfather's birthday tomorrow, I want to give him a surprise, I forgot to make an appointment, sob sob sob." Xie Yu put his hands together, and with a mournful face, he bowed to the air.

"Please have pity on my filial piety, boss lady!"

Song Xianyin laughed out loud at his expression: "So that's how it works. I made an appointment in advance but still didn't get it."

Xie Yu raised an eyebrow at her smugly: "Your poverty limits your thinking. You should learn more from your brother Xie in the future."

Song Xianyin's smile froze. These two people were really presumptuous of them to say she was poor.

"Let's go, I'll take you back," Xie Yu said nonchalantly, holding his head in his hands.

As they walked, he suddenly spoke up: "If I break up with that brat, who will you side with?"

Song Xianyin: ...

Xie Yu was furious at not getting the answer he wanted: "I've been so good to you, and you still want to be with that deadbeat Chu Jiu?"

Song Xianyin didn't know what to say: "Isn't this a bit inappropriate? You're not my parents, so what are you talking about?"

Xie Yu snorted: "Who says otherwise? You were raised by Chu Jiu and me by picking up nails."

As time went by, Song Xianyin noticed that she seemed to be meeting Jiang Yixing more and more often.

Although they were in the same class, they didn't actually have many chances of running into each other before, because they didn't interact much.

But now she runs into him when she goes to get water, she runs into him when she goes to take out the trash, and sometimes she just looks up and her eyes meet his.

This made Song Xianyin feel terrible.

Is this your pen?

Upon hearing the voice, Song Xianyin felt a slight pain in her forehead. Why was Jiang Yixing here again?

She now felt that Jiang Yixing was even more outrageous than Chu Jiu and Xie Yu.

Jiang Yixing keeps asking her if it's her pen; he's asked her more than ten times this week.

She looked up impatiently: "I already said..."

She stared in disbelief at the pen in Jiang Yixing's hand; this time it really was her pen…

"Thank you, this is my pen." Song Xianyin took the pen from his hand.

She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she could tell from Jiang Yixing's cold expression that he was in a good mood.

Song Xianyin rubbed her temples. Had she been studying too hard lately? Why was she having these hallucinations?

Jiang Yixing didn't know how to communicate with Song Xianyin. He knew his approach was clumsy, but he still couldn't help wanting to talk to her.

Jiang Yixing opened his schoolbag, which was filled with a whole bag of pens of various styles.

Which pen should I use as an excuse tomorrow...?