"what."

"Are you trying to kidnap me?"

Ye Hai asked in surprise.

"Who would kidnap a rough guy like you?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka rolled her eyes again: "It's my father who wants me to bring you home for dinner. He's been urging me to do it so many times."

"This time, we really couldn't delay any longer."

"Just consider it helping me out one more time."

"After all, I've covered for you in front of the school so many times, if you don't go..."

"Humph--"

Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at Ye Hai with a threatening gaze.

"Hey, didn't we agree last time that you'd pretend to be my boyfriend just once?"

"There's a sequel?!"

Ye Hai complained.

As mentioned before, in order to appease her father who was constantly pressuring her to get married, Hiratsuka Shizuka once had Ye Hai pretend to be her boyfriend and then bring him home to meet her father.

"Just tell me whether you'll help or not, that's all."

Hiratsuka Shizuka put her arm around Ye Hai's neck and pulled him closer to her.

Caught off guard, Ye Hai tilted to the side, his face burying itself in a soft spot.

"Hello--!"

Ye Hai was stunned for a moment, when he smelled a faint perfume scent and a faint warmth.

"Hmph, stop pretending to be stupid."

Hiratsuka Shizuka was completely unaware of how intimate their posture was, and instead tightened her grip on his arm as if she wanted to control him completely.

She leaned forward slightly, making the already cramped office chair feel even narrower.

Ye Hai's face was naturally forced to press against her chest.

He struggled to lift his head, only to be met with a faintly visible ravine.

"Xiao Jing..."

Ye Hai made a sound.

"Ok?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka wanted to see how Ye Hai would try to refuse.

"You're quite fair-skinned."

Ye Hai's tone was low and somber.

"Go to hell!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka instantly realized the problem, her cheeks flushed, and she immediately let go of his hand and stepped back.

Ye Hai: "..."

He paused for a few seconds, then slowly uttered, "So it's the feel of a D+."

"What did you say!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka instantly bristled and lunged at him, ready to punch him.

The office door was pushed open a crack, and Kirisu Mafuyu happened to peek in, giving them a brief, indifferent glance.

"……excuse me."

Her expression was indifferent, but she glanced at Ye Hai for a couple of seconds, then silently closed the door.

The air froze for three seconds.

Hiratsuka Shizuka blushed deeply, wishing she could dig a hole and bury herself in it immediately.

"...Ye Hai, you're dead."

"Oh dear, you're an adult, what are you shy about?"

Ye Hai waved his hand dismissively: "I promise you."

Outside the door, Kirisuke shook his head and sighed, "Seriously, Shizuka, even if you can't find a boyfriend, you shouldn't make a move on a student."

After saying that, she walked away from the office, her legs encased in black stockings, leaving the two men some space.

……

When Ye Hai returned to the classroom, it was already noon.

As soon as the lunch bell rang, the classroom became noisy as students went to the cafeteria in twos and threes.

As soon as Ye Hai sat down, he saw Yui Yuigahama carefully carrying a pink bento box as she walked over.

"Ye Haijun!"

Her voice was a little nervous, yet also carried a hint of anticipation.

"I made a bento box especially for you today."

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As she spoke, she gently placed the lunchbox on Ye Hai's table.

Several classmates couldn't help but glance at him, their eyes full of gossip: — Yui Yuigahama actually brought food to Ye Hai?!

Ye Hai, however, had an indifferent expression: "Fine."

Yui Yuigahama blushed, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Actually, this was a decision she made on her own. She felt that since she had taken over the role of her mother Ye Hai's personal secretary, she should naturally take good care of her.

However, I don't know the specifics of how to do it, so I can only start with the most basic three meals a day.

"Let's go up to the rooftop."

Ye Hai packed up his lunchbox, got up, and walked out of the classroom.

Yui Yuigahama jogged after him.

Rooftop.

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The autumn wind blew through the railing, carrying a hint of coolness.

Ye Hai sat on the bench with the lunchbox beside him, but he didn't rush to open it.

Yui Yuigahama stood obediently beside him, as if waiting for instructions.

"Sit down."

Ye Hai casually remarked something, and just as Yui Yuigahama was about to move, Ye Hai suddenly reached out and pulled her over.

"ah!"

Yui Yuigahama gasped and fell onto Ye Hai's lap.

"Ye, Ye Haijun—"

Her face was flushed, and her heart was pounding.

Ye Hai lowered his head, a wicked smile playing on his lips: "Suddenly, I feel that instead of eating, I should devour my little secretary right now."

Without saying another word, he grabbed her waist, pulled her into his arms, and bit her pink lips.

"Well--!"

Yui Yuigahama's eyes widened, but she didn't resist. Instead, she slowly closed her eyes, her hands resting awkwardly on Ye Hai's chest, before finally gently hugging him back.

However, at that very moment, through the crack in the rooftop door, a pair of eyes were fixed intently on this scene.

"……real or fake."

Yumiko Miura froze, nearly dropping her phone.

She was just wondering, didn't Ye Hai come to her door to collect debts before and make Yui cry?

Why is Yui still bringing him food all the time?

When they caught up, they were shocked to stumble upon this incredibly exciting scene!

"These two...when did they become this close?!"

A wave of shock washed over Miura Yumiko, and she almost screamed, but thankfully she managed to cover her mouth tightly.

Chapter 182 The Hiratsuka Family

When it was all over, Miura Yumiko forced herself to leave the rooftop with her already weak legs.

It's so exciting!

Yumiko Miura never imagined that one day she would witness such a scene at school.

Even though they've returned to the classroom.

Yumiko Miura's face was still completely red.

She subconsciously rubbed her legs.

"That's the rooftop! How could they..."

Yumiko Miura murmured.

She witnessed with her own eyes that Yui Yuigahama actually took the initiative to...

As for what happened under that pleated skirt, that goes without saying.

Miura Yumiko watched as Ye Hai unbuckled his belt.

Although the short skirt blocked Miura Yumiko's view.

But she's not stupid; how could she not know what's going on under her skirt?

The lunch break bell rang again.

Yui Yuigahama felt weak all over, her cheeks were still flushed, and her breath was filled with the scent of Ye Hai.

She was practically half-carried and half-embraced by Ye Hai before she barely made it back to the classroom.

"Sit still and don't look like you're about to faint."

Ye Hai helped her to her seat.

Yui Yuigahama was so embarrassed that she wanted to bury her face in her desk. Her little fingers were tightly twisting the hem of her skirt, and she didn't even dare to look up at him.

Ye Hai withdrew his gaze and turned to walk back to his seat.

Just as he passed Miura Yumiko, he suddenly stopped.

Yumiko froze.

The next second, Ye Hai leaned down slightly, seemingly casually, yet precisely close to her ear.

His deep voice was only audible to her:

Your skirt... is wet.

"—!"

Yumiko Miura's pupils constricted sharply, her entire body turning bright red to her ears. She frantically covered her legs, almost jumping off the chair.

—He found out?!

Miura Yumiko turned her head in a panic, only to see Ye Hai already standing up nonchalantly, hands in his pockets, slowly walking back to his seat.

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