Chapter 290: The East Wind Cowers, the West Wind Wins

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Wang Yan was choked to the point of turning white.

I knew a lot of things, but I couldn't tell you anything!

It was really deadly when He Miaomiao got into mischief.

The point is, she could be mischievous, but Wang Yan couldn't follow suit. It was because in fact, the answer she wanted the most was not the kind that extended from the conversation.

Wasn't it quite tricky?

In short, there was a pit in front of him. Not to jump.

So how should he deal with it?

His eyelids trembled slightly, and a plan came to his mind.

Young Master Wang remained calm and without any warning, he suddenly became fatherly, frowned and glared at her. "Have a good chat!"

Eh?!

It was He Miaomiao's turn to be confused now.

What fantasy was unfolding?!

You're not doing anything to flirt with me, why were you pretending to be righteous?!

Wang Yan didn't play by the rules and caught He Miaomiao off guard on the spot.

After all, they didn't know each other very well. The young lady really couldn't confirm what was going on with Wang Yan -- it was hard to tell if it was true or not, and it was even harder to fathom out his mood.

So, she couldn't help but soften and become shorter.

"Hey, I'm just joking with you..."

Young Master Wang was reasonable and his gaze became more serious. "You're a young lady, why do you simply joke around?"

"Hey, do you have to be so boring?"

Miss He was a little anxious.

After Wang Yan's two big slaps, he immediately fed her dates and softened his tone.

"You're so beautiful, can't you be more careful when joking with boys? Aren't you afraid of causing trouble for yourself?!"

"Do you think I simply joke around with everyone?!"

Miss He was extremely angry and felt wronged, but she felt a little sweet in her heart.

Seeing Wang Yan shake his head and then lower his head to drink tea without any intention of continuing, she started to get anxious again.

Finally, she couldn't hold it in anymore and asked a little cheekily and shyly, "Hey, do you really think I'm pretty?"

"Yes."

Wang Yan, who had turned into a father, only nodded calmly, appearing frank and dull.

No, it wasn't dull. It was a perfunctory way of coaxing a child from above.

He Miaomiao was dissatisfied.

"How am I pretty? Compared to your girlfriend?"

"Didn't I praise you in front of her?"

Wang Yan had a good memory. She instantly recalled the last time she received a call from Liu Li in front of He Miaomiao.

"Just based on your looks and figure, you're better than her."

"What is this..."

He Miaomiao muttered. She was getting more and more dissatisfied, but she could not vent it out.

The reason was very simple: The answer that she got was not what she wanted.

However, she could not describe exactly what kind of answer she wanted. Anyway, she just felt that something was not right.

Wang Yan couldn't help but laugh. "In my eyes, you're the most beautiful, really."

It looked like a confession, but in reality, it should also be a confession. However, there was no feeling of deep affection at all. There was only the indifference of describing the objective facts.

He Miaomiao judged that the content should be true, but the actual meaning was still the same as before --

Yes you're beautiful, but I didn't like you.

"You're so annoying!"

The depressed He Miaomiao suddenly pouted and threw a tantrum unreasonably.

Young Master Wang did not move like a mountain. He slowly sipped his tea and used two words to stop her. "Occasionally."

Occasionally your ass!!

I was angry with you every time, did you understand?!

Except when buying fruits...

Except for the time when you helped me deal with the b*tch in my dorm...

Except the time when you showed off your might in the group fight with Physical Education Department...

He Miaomiao suddenly shook her head desperately and warned herself, "No, I can't think about it anymore. The more I think about it, the less imposing it is!"

However, in reality, whether she wanted to or not, she had already lost her composure.

All the experiences that she had obtained were from those flattering suitors. Not only deviating from the norm, the skill was also a mess.

Therefore, she was extremely sensitive in certain aspects, but most of the time, she was a little naive in her responses.

Well, compared to driver Wang, who was speeding on the godly road, she was indeed too inexperienced.

Fortunately, at the crucial moment when she did not know what to do, the waiter knocked on the door and presented the dishes.

It was a life-saving straw!

Miss He immediately picked up her chopsticks and invited politely, "Come, have a taste of this duck stir-fried using Tie Guanyin!"

Wang Yan was stunned.

Lady, your moves were a little unpredictable...

He couldn't care less. With the delicious food in front of him, Wang Yan took a bite of the duck meat.

The skin was crisp, the meat was tender, and there was a strong tea fragrance that diluted the oily feeling. It was very delicious.

However, there was no reward because she was not in the right mood for the time being,. It was also because the taste was not so amazing.

"The taste is not bad. Your order is very good!"

Wang Yan gave a realistic assessment. He put down his chopsticks and saw He Miaomiao picking up two tea shoots.

"The duck is just normal. You should focus on Tie Guanyin. That is the essence."

"Yes, indeed."

Wang Yan nodded in agreement. "Many times, the main ingredient is just normal. Expensive is not necessarily good."

He Miaomiao raised her little head and stared at Wang Yan, as if she wanted to confirm if there was any hidden meaning in his words.

There must be!

However, He Miaomiao could not figure it out. She was not the type of person who was smart like Lin Weiwei and Fu Yushi. She could not understand the hidden implication and could only rely on her instincts to guess.

It was like fishing for golden needle mushrooms in the sea.

Frowning, she muttered, "Expensive. At least it can guarantee the quality. It won't be too bad."

Young Master Wang nodded and did not continue.

If he continued, in less than two sentences, he would definitely be able to confuse He Miaomiao, However, that was not his purpose..

To get back to the main topic was the real deal.

But he could not be too stiff.

Young Master Wang clearly wanted to trick the little princess, but he did not take the initiative to speak. After nodding, he looked at her with a smile.

In less than two seconds, He Miaomiao could no longer keep her composure.

"Why? Do you think what I said is wrong?"

"No." Young master shook his head.

"Then why are you looking at me with a mischievous smile?"

"You are really beautiful and pleasing to the eye. It would be weird if I didn't look at you, right?"

"Eat your food properly. Don't look!"

Fierce.

Wang Yan smiled with a good temper. He really lowered his head to drink tea and did not look at her anymore.

The probing stage went from shallow to deep, and it continued until now. Wang Yan had roughly grasped the other party's character.

Stubborn, proud, and straightforward. She was truly a princess.

She was a typical lady. She grew up in a rich and emotionally harmonious family environment and was spoiled from a young age till she grew up.

The influence of a primary family on a child's character was discussed in many psychology books, so it was not difficult for Wang Yan to deduce it.

With Miss He's personality, it was difficult to arouse her interest using conventional methods.

Her needs for material enjoyment did not need to be satisfied by the external environment, so the motivation to take things from others was very low.

To her, the "fun" itself was definitely more meaningful than the bet.

"So do we want to play that game or not? Just take it as a test of tacit understanding?"

After a long silence, when He Miaomiao started to feel uncomfortable, Young Master Wang suddenly said something that was very specific. It could be seen with the naked eye that Miss He paused and her eyes lit up.

Of course, her mouth was still tough.

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"Who wants to have tacit understanding with you?"

Wang Yan's kind smile -- it was an official smile of charity.

"There can be tacit understanding between friends... at most, I'll add a little more wager: After my villa is renovated, I'll invite you to BBQ. I'll personally roast meat for you to eat."

He Miaomiao's interest grew stronger, but she was still trying her best.

"Your personally roasted meat... what kind of condition is that?"

Wang Yan did not waste any more words. He directly opened Like Jade's group of sand sculptures' moments and flipped to a photo.

The photo was of a steaming skewer with the caption: "Brother Wang roasted it personally. It's unprecedentedly delicious!"

"Gulp....."

Miss He swallowed a mouthful of saliva. She was finally moved.

"Really?"

"Master level."

Young Master Wang's confident look was handsome. He Miaomiao was convinced.

"Alright, I'll bet with you!"

Once she threw away her reserve, she was more proactive than anyone else.

She immediately got the waiter to bring two pieces of paper and two pens. Her left hand covered the surface of the paper while her right hand began to write and draw on the paper.

"It can be counted as anything within five points, right?"

"Yes."

"100 points is a full score for Love?"

"You can think of it that way."

"Then you're definitely going to lose!"

"Don't get too carried away. Narcissism can easily hurt you."

Wang Yan was not in a hurry to write at all. He smiled and interrupted her, receiving her roll of eyes.

However, rolling her eyes could not help her solve the problem. She did not know how conflicted she would be when she was not playing. Now, she truly experienced that kind of dilemma.

Guess how much a guy liked her... how would she guess?!

If she guessed high, she would appear narcissistic.

If she guessed low, she would appear timid.

I, He Miaomiao, had been coaxed by all the guys. Who didn't like me?!

But Wang Yan, this d*mned fox, was usually sly and cunning. His thoughts were hard to predict. Did he like me or not?!

Bah Bah Bah!

I definitely liked him. The key was the degree...

Why didn't I guess the middle?!

Ah Ah Ah, I was so conflicted!

"Alright! This is my number! Hurry up, hurry up!"

He Miaomiao was feeling conflicted for a long time before she finally "calculated" a number. She tapped the pen and anxiously urged him.

Wang Yan hadn't started writing until now. When he heard that, he casually wrote down a number.

He Miaomiao couldn't take it anymore. "Hey, hey, why are you so hasty?!"

"I've already predicted it in my heart..."

"Are you sure? You promise that you'll seriously think about it?!"

"Mm-hmm."

"Then can I change it?"

"You can, but I reckon that you'll change it more and more."

Miss He was once again caught in a dilemma. After a long while, she ran her fingers through her hair in frustration. "Hey, I'm not changing it, I'm not changing it, ths is it."

The way she ran her fingers through her hair from the front to the back was especially funny. She was so flustered that she looked good.

Wang Yan smiled. "Then show me your answer! My answer is 72 points. What about You?"

O!

He Miaomiao looked at Wang Yan's paper and then at her own answer. She was stunned in disbelief.

"How could it... What is this?!"

Wang Yan's curiosity was piqued. "How many points?"

He Miaomiao looked up at Wang Yan and then looked down at the answer. Suddenly, she covered the paper with both hands and was about to destroy the evidence.

She was still shouting, "Who cares how many points? I admit defeat, okay?!"

Young Master Wang was quick-witted. He jumped up and stretched out his middle finger to gently flick the back of He Miaomiao's right hand. Then, he used his other hand to gently pinch He Miaomiao's left wrist.

The force used was very coincidental. It did not hurt her, but he snatched the paper ball away.

"Ahhhhh!"

He Miaomiao screamed loudly and got out the chair. She was about to rush towards Wang Yan.

"Stinky hooligan, quickly return it to me! You're not allowed to see it!"

However, before she could jump up less than 20 centimeters, combat Wang stretched out a finger, pressed it against her forehead and she was pressed back to her seat.

He unrolled the ball of paper leisurely. With just a glance, Wang Yan burst out laughing.

"Hahaha..."

A Big 85 points was left there, and there was a line of small words at the bottom: Love me in your Heart, but you couldn't say it out loud! Men were all desperate for face!

Above the line of the small words, there was another line of small words that had been crossed out: Friendship and above. Like but not yet? No, no, no!

A row of small, broken numbers had completely wiped out that bit of sobriety.

He Miaomiao was laughed till she wanted to bite someone. She slammed the table and went straight for Wang Yan.

The young master was laughing so hard that he squatted on the floor. The young lady pounced over and started hammering.

She did not have two pounds of strength, and she only dared to pat his back. Wang Yan let her vent and laughed himself.

"Aiyo! Why are you so narcissistic?! Love you so much in my heart that it's hard to say it out loud... hahahahaha!"

"Wang Yan!"

He Miaomiao shouted out loud, trembling with anger. "We have a feud!"

"Yes, yes... hahahaha!"

Miss He could not bear to lose face. She threw her arms and turned to leave.

Wang Yan could not stand by and watch anymore. He quickly grabbed her shoulders and pressed her back into the chair.

"What, what? You're a little fairy, you can't afford to not play with it..."

"Who can't afford to play with it? I'll give you my phone, delete the files yourself!"

He Miaomiao pushed her phone forward and packed her things with a cold expression.

"Hurry up and delete it! I don't want to have lunch with you anymore, annoying person!"

"Who's annoying? I'm the belle of the academy and I have a girlfriend. Isn't it sincere enough for me to take out 72% of my heart to like you?"

Young Master Wang was especially good at making jokes and changing concepts. He Miaomiao was immediately intimidated.

72 out of 100 points was 72%. There was nothing wrong with that.

Wang Yan's popularity in Star City University was not fake.

Although the whole sentence sounded strange, He Miaomiao could not react in time.

"Hey, what's your phone password?"

Wang Yan fiddled with He Miaomiao's phone and asked naturally.

Miss He was still in a daze. Wang Yan's question was too smooth, so she answered honestly, "970222."

"Oh."

Young Master Wang responded and successfully unlocked He Miaomiao's phone. Then, he pressed the screen and handed it back to her with a smirk.

"It's okay that I know. Don't tell anyone else!"

He Miaomiao finally reacted and was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

"Wang Yan!"

Young Master Wang was not flustered at all. He suddenly bent down and propped up the back of her chair with one hand and the table with the other, staring at her at a close distance.

His smile disappeared, and his gaze was gentle.

"I was just joking with you. How could I touch your phone?"

He was being flirted with!

Her many years of experience made He Miaomiao clearly realize this point.

However, it was useless to be clear. When she met those clear, gentle, domineering, and steady Eyes, her heart was still beating uncontrollably.

B*stard!

"Stay away from me!"

The Young Lady's heart wailed.

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