I'm In Love With the Guy I Grew Up With Chapter 898: One Bite of Spicy Snack Will Poison You to Deat

This night, many people were sleepless.

In Miaomiao’s room.

Han Naisen hugged his own pillow and blanket, lying beside her, trying to keep her entirely in his embrace.

Miaomiao drifted in and out of sleep, crying silently every ti she awoke, tears streaming down her face, yet she dared not make a sound.

Children are the most sensitive; knowing she’s not their biological child, Miaomiao didn’t dare to act recklessly like before.

She was so scared, afraid her parents and brother didn’t like her anymore, she wanted to be a good child. Because if she misbehaves, she might just be a child nobody wants.

"Ji Yexing... stop crying..." Han Naisen wiped her tears and snot, his little hand supporting himself by her side, his childlike face approaching Miaomiao’s.

Suddenly seeing his face up close left Miaomiao a bit befuddled; she spoke in a thick nasal tone, sounding like a baby: "Shenshen... I don’t want to cry either, but I can’t control my own self..."

Han Naisen looked at her sympathetically, "Ji Yexing, from now on my dad is your dad; my mom is your mom. You’re not an unwanted child! You have , I want you! I’m your future husband, don’t you rember?"

Miaomiao sobbed, "That... that’s just pretend... when we grow up, it won’t count."

"Who says it doesn’t count? I will definitely marry you!" Han Naisen extended his little pinky, "Let’s pinky promise, I, Han Naisen, will definitely marry you, Ji Yexing, when we grow up and make you my wife!"

Miaomiao listened in a daze, muddle-headedly extending her pinky to Han Naisen.

"From now on, I forbid you to be afraid. Rember, you have a future husband!" The young Han Naisen surprisingly exuded a "dominant CEO vibe".

Miaomiao lay in his arms, hugging him tightly.

Han Naisen clearly felt Little Miaomiao trembling, all he could do was hold her tighter... and tighter...

......

Next day, Muying High School.

During the break between classes, when everyone was doing their eye exercises, Ning Xixi and Cheng Youran sneaked out through the back door to buy snacks.

Returning with bags in their hands, they bumped into Wen Sinian carrying a box.

At first glance, it was full of books, and he wasn’t wearing the Muying school uniform but rather all-white casual clothes.

Ning Xixi and Cheng Youran exchanged a glance, tacitly deciding to treat him like air—ignore him!

Wen Sinian’s gaze was sinister, "Ning Xixi, did you know Luli committed suicide?"

Ning Xixi replied with a simple "Oh," showing little reaction.

Wen Sinian was instantly furious, "What’s that attitude? Do you know if it weren’t for you, she would never..."

"Shut up!" Ning Xixi directed a fierce eye roll at him, "What do I know? I don’t know anything! I’m not the omniscient! I’m not a fortune teller! What does her suicide have to do with ? Don’t you think blaming is completely illogical?"

"Hah, you truly have a heart colder than iron."

"Hey, bro, what are you doing?" Cheng Youran asked casually, inadvertently cracking his fingers, making popping sounds.

"I’m transferring schools," Wen Sinian said coolly.

"Oh, well then, hurry up and transfer, you talk too much." Cheng Youran took a bite of his spicy strip, "If you keep being aggressive, I swear I’ll hit you, believe it or not? I’ll spray you with Cola, poison you with spicy strips..."

Wen Sinian, angry and embarrassed, "You shrew, you this shrew!"