Yan Yu was gasping for breath, disregarding her appearance, only trying to catch her breath so she could speak normally.
She roughly knew how Little Ben perceived her. After all, even a top model like Catherine might not appear dazzling before such a handso boy, let alone soone like her.
But she didn’t mind. She never intended to rely on her looks in front of Ben Shaming.
She finally caught her breath and grabbed his sleeve, saying, "I apologize first. Our eting just now was a bit unpleasant, but the fault doesn’t lie with my little sister first, it’s with . I shouldn’t have thought of surprising her and just brought you here without telling her in advance. I should have greeted her beforehand, so she wouldn’t have reacted so abruptly."
She was clearly taking all the responsibility on herself to try to reduce his displeasure with Tang Yanjian.
Ben Shaming naturally heard this and snorted, "You don’t need to cover up or excuse your little sister. I can see her hostility and disdain toward from your Tang Family’s fourth young lady. Since that’s the case, why insist?"
Yan Yu was anxious enough to pull her hair: "But if you continue like this, it really won’t work."
Ben Shaming didn’t quite understand Yan Yu’s words at first and squinted at her: "What do you an it won’t work?"
Yan Yu continued to pull her hair on the other side: "...Really, it won’t work. It will only get worse."
Her long curly hair, in a forest girl style, almost without layers, each strand was long and curly, making Ben Shaming inexplicably anxious. She would pull the left side after pulling the right side, keeping his attention constantly distracted, unable to focus smoothly on her face.
He truly felt his obsessive-compulsive disorder acting up, wanting to step forward to help her gather that forest-like curly hair and pin it up, to clearly reveal her face and features.
And there were her tortoiseshell glasses.
He preferred her to wear the most conservative black-frad glasses. At least they are of one color, while hers were tortoiseshell, and the patterns on them made people’s eyes dizzy, often accidentally disrupting the focus and leaving him with no chance to see her eyes clearly, let alone her expression.
In short... She made him inexplicably anxious. A killer who can’t clearly see a person’s face and expression, this feeling was nearly fatal.
"What the hell are you trying to say?!" Ben Shaming yelled out, unable to bear it.
Yan Yu was startled and looked up at Ben Shaming.
She was the granddaughter of the Tang Family, a pastry chef, so whether at ho, in front of family friends, or in her own shop, everyone spoke to her softly and gently. No one had ever yelled at her like this. And especially without reason, yelling at her so randomly.
She was stunned for a few seconds before shaking her head, "I can’t explain it, can you stop yelling at ? When you yell, I can’t think even more clearly!"
Ben Shaming sighed in frustration: This woman in front of him was utterly illogical.
He turned around intending to leave again, but fortunately, Yan Yu never let go of his sleeve. She took a deep breath, trying to regain control of the situation, and then softly pleaded, "Can you have a coffee with ? Once I warm up, my brain might work better, and I might be able to explain."
This is a university, a fashion design school with beauty as its primary purpose, yet the two of them were only focused on arguing and didn’t notice they were standing in the campus corridor, with many students coming and going.
Though it was unavoidable to garner attention, they were standing in the hallway, so the passing students subconsciously glanced at them... Ben Shaming, being a killer, habitually hides, but being in such public scrutiny made him nervous.
He raised his eyes cautiously, eting the gazes coming from all directions. Yan Yu sensed his nervousness and quickly spread her long hair and whispered to him, "Crouch down."
He realized her intention and couldn’t help raising his eyebrows.
How could she co up with such an idea!
But... she isn’t a girl anymore, does she know this makes her look worse?
Yan Yu didn’t mind, just smiled earnestly, "Don’t worry, they might just think we’re acting ’Beauty and the Beast.’"
He raised an eyebrow at that, and Yan Yu imdiately realized her mistake and quickly corrected, "I was wrong, I an ’The Prince and the Ugly Girl.’ You’re the prince and I’m the ugly girl."
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