Chapter 3 003 Be Brave and Make Your Move, Young Master!

Chapter 3 003 Be Brave and Make Your Move, Young Master!

After hearing Shen Yi recount the whole story, Song Yang couldn’t stop laughing on the other end of the phone.

"This is hilarious... What on earth is going on? Are you still stuck in fairy tale land, Miss?"

Song Yang’s laughter only fanned the flames, making Shen Yi even angrier. She shouted, "Song Yang, shut up!"

Shen Yi furiously wiped away her tears.

Song Yang was never one to comfort anyone. Why did she keep forgetting that? She always foolishly ended up telling him everything.

Seeing that Shen Yi was truly angry, Song Yang finally toned down his laughter and said, "Actually, Jiang Yue is pretty nice. You shouldn’t always pick on her."

To get so worked up over a dream, it’s really not worth it. It’s just too funny.

"She’s nice?"

Shen Yi caught a whiff of something fishy and asked, "Are you two tight?"

Song Yang had been sleeping all day lately, with a driver shuttling him to and from school. Plus, he didn’t exactly look approachable, so he had no friends in class. It was the first time she’d heard him praise a classmate.

"Not exactly."

Song Yang thought for a moment and said, "It was just that time the teacher was out and we had a study hall. You kept talking to me and got busted by the principal, but Jiang Yue didn’t rat us out."

"Song Yang."

Shen Yi’s anger was successfully redirected. "How many times have I covered for you since we were kids? Have you ever had a kind word for me? Just because she let you off the hook once, you’re on her side now?"

"No, what are you talking about 'on her side'?" Song Yang was utterly confused. "She didn’t do anything. Isn’t it you who turned her into your imaginary enemy in your dream? If you dreamed Jiang Yue killed someone, should I call the cops?"

It made perfect sense.

Leaving Shen Yi speechless.

She knew Song Yang was right, and it was precisely because she realized it was entirely her own problem that she felt even more devastated.

In the end.

Shen Yi hung up the phone and buried herself in the blankets.

She could no longer distinguish whether this emotion was jealousy towards Jiang Yue or self-loathing.

Wuwu.

Born with a petty heart.

She was sorry.

＊

The next day.

Shen Yi sat at the breakfast table with dark circles under her eyes.

Shen Yu was startled and said, "I thought I saw a ghost early in the morning."

Shen Yi didn’t say anything, just made loud noises with her knife and fork on the fried egg to express her anger.

When she woke up, after the initial emotions faded, recalling last night’s dream and what happened afterward, she just felt embarrassed.

The thought of going to school and dealing with Song Yang’s teasing made life seem even bleaker.

Shen Yu grumbled, looking annoyed, “Come on, why the long face again? It’s my birthday, after all. Can’t you at least crack a smile?”

Shen Yi said flatly, “I’ll smile later tonight.”

Shen Yu’s birthday party was in the evening.

Shen Yu couldn’t take it anymore. “Can you tell me what’s bothering you?”

Why the poker face every day? What did I do to deserve this treatment!

Shen Yi firmly refused, “No.”

She knew Shen Yu all too well.

If he found out what happened, he’d not only make fun of her but also blab it to everyone.

No way.

Just as Shen Yu was clueless, the butler came in and announced, “Miss, Mr. Song is waiting outside for you. He wants to take you to school.”

The Shen and Song families lived nearby, and Song Yang sometimes came to pick up Shen Yi to go to school together, usually when he hadn’t finished his homework.

“…Alright.”

Shen Yi wasn’t hungry for breakfast and just grabbed her bag and headed out.

Shen Yi would rather face Song Yang than be with Shen Yu right now.

Still upset about last night’s dream.

In the dream, Shen Yu was the most indifferent to her, the first to suggest kicking her out of the house.

Acting on a whim, Shen Yi stopped again, meeting Shen Yu’s gaze, and asked, “If I weren’t your sister, what would you want to do?”

Shen Yu was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Shen Yi would ask such a question, but his mouth answered faster than his brain, “Of course, I’d kick you out and enjoy the wonderful life of an only child that I’ve fantasized about for eighteen years!”

“Bang—!!!”

Without hesitation, Shen Yi raised her schoolbag and smashed it hard on Shen Yu. Get out!!!

＊

Song Yang stood waiting by the car.

With short golden hair, his eyes bright like a puppy’s, staring in her direction, he took a few steps forward—

And took Shen Yi’s schoolbag.

Shen Yi: “…”

She knew it.

Of course.

As soon as they got in the car, Song Yang jumped right into copying his homework.

Shen Yi, at a loss for words, looked up at the driver in the front seat and said, "Uncle Cheng, aren’t you going to stop him?"

The middle-aged man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and replied, "Miss Shen, you must be kidding."

He was just a driver; how could he interfere with the young master’s schoolwork? The reason he had been able to work for the Song family for so long was precisely because he always kept the young master happy. His salary had doubled multiple times. He certainly wouldn’t be so foolish as to risk his job!

Song Yang muttered, "Come on, Shen Yi, if it weren’t for you calling me crying in the middle of the night, I wouldn’t have been unable to finish my homework. This is all on you."

Middle of the night? Phone call? Crying?

These keywords immediately pricked the driver’s ears.

Over the years, the master and mistress of the house had often complained that, although Song Yang and Shen Yi were closer, if it weren’t for the Wen family acting too quickly, Shen Yi would’ve been their daughter-in-law.

After all, his master and young master, without a daughter, adored Miss Shen as much as they couldn’t stand their own troublemaker son.

Shen Yi grew even more annoyed and warned him, "Song Yang, keep last night to yourself."

Song Yang stuck his tongue out at her, "No way."

Shen Yi took a deep breath and smiled, "Then I’ll spill the beans about your computer games."

Bring it on! Let’s see who wins!

Song Yang’s face instantly turned pale, and he backed down, saying, "Just kidding, what’s our deal? I would never betray you."

Only then did Shen Yi feel satisfied.

Luckily, she was smart enough to remember that she also had something on Song Yang, or else he’d have the upper hand.

The two of them teased and joked around, completely unaware of the grin the driver couldn’t hide in the front seat.

Wow! Nice one, young master! Having a little secret with Miss Shen! And talking about betrayal? How exciting!

Go for it! Make your move! He would always support the young master!

＊

On the way.

Song Yang successfully finished copying the homework and, as a gesture of gratitude, even bought Shen Yi a bubble tea.

Although Shen Yi usually enjoyed it, she generally avoided such high-calorie drinks early in the day to maintain her figure.

But recently, her mood had been so bad that she couldn’t care less.

Shen Yi chewed on the tapioca pearls while flipping through her textbook, quickly previewing the material for today's class.

Unfortunately, something unfortunate happened again.

During the big break, both Shen Yi and Song Yang were called into the teacher's office.

What for?

Song Yang had copied Shen Yi's homework and accidentally copied her name as well. There was no way around it.

Shen Yi shot Song Yang a surprised look and said, "Song Yang, what’s the deal?"

Song Yang flipped Shen Yi off under the table. Since things had come to this, he had no choice but to lie through his teeth: "Your mom took you to my place for dinner yesterday, so I sneaked a peek at your homework."

The teacher obviously saw right through their act.

But since Shen Yi was his favorite student and Song Yang had already said so, he naturally chose to be lenient with Shen Yi.

The teacher put on a show of scolding Shen Yi for being careless and then punished Song Yang by making him write a reflection and stand in the corner all day (including break time). And that was that.

The class bell rang.

Shen Yi looked up at Song Yang with a smile, holding up her bubble tea through the window, and mouthed: "You had it coming."

Song Yang was fuming, grinding his teeth but could do nothing about it.

Shen Yi felt pretty good and took another slow sip of her bubble tea, only to suddenly meet a pair of eyes that looked a little taken aback.

Jiang Yue gave her a knowing smile.

Shen Yi froze for a second.

She didn’t respond, just set her bubble tea down, feeling awkward.

Jiang Yue had obviously caught everything.

Remembering that weird dream she had yesterday, Shen Yi didn’t know how to deal with Jiang Yue, so she pretended she didn’t notice and sat up straight.

The break bell rang.

After clearing her desk and grabbing the next class’s books, Shen Yi, even though Song Yang likely didn’t need it, still took the English book from his drawer, intending to give it to him. But when she saw the scene before her, her feet were rooted to the spot.

At a glance, the boy’s golden hair glistened in the sunlight. His usually stern face now showed a look of surprise and disbelief, looking almost like a different person from Shen Yi’s memory.

Then something even crazier happened.

Song Yang actually smiled brightly, giving a thumbs up to the person in front of him and nodding continuously in response. The two were deep in conversation, clearly hitting it off.

Shen Yi followed his gaze.

A gentle girl, holding a notebook, stood in front of Song Yang, smiling and talking to him, her cheeks slightly flushed, as if she was shy or... perhaps a little awkward?

That person was none other than Jiang Yue.

What were they talking about that was so enjoyable? They weren’t even close, how could they have something to talk about? Unless...

Shen Yi’s hand clenched into a fist.

There was only one possibility.

Song Yang had told Jiang Yue about her dream, and they were now laughing at her together.

Song Yang, he was dead!!!

You’re dead to me!!!