A prestigious girls' school, universally disliked, and me? I have a billion dollars - Chapter 58

“I will always be by your side if you need me.”

Song Fanxing felt like crying. She thought she had hidden it well, but Tang Sui still found out. It stemmed from her deep-seated inferiority and fear.

She didn’t dare to express her possessiveness as casually as Qiao Ling.

She was always careful and tried her best to do well.

She has nothing.

Tang Sui is so wonderful, there will always be more and more outstanding people around her. She doesn’t know when she will be abandoned, so she tries her best to keep her emotions in check and not let Tang Sui have any unpleasantness.

But now, Tang Sui has clearly told her that she can be willful, and that she cares about herself.

Song Fanxing remained silent for a long time until she felt that her sobbing would not betray her, then she said, “But I did this while you were asleep without your permission.”

Tang Sui chuckled silently, then placed a kiss on Song Fanxing’s nose: “I love being touched by Fanxing the most, so I will never be angry.”

“Do whatever you like.” She was manipulating the protagonist’s hand movements; she simply wanted to show him that he could be a little willful.

However, all she could do was think about Sese.

Song Fanxing hummed in agreement, slowly rolled over and pinned Tang Sui beneath her, whispering in Tang Sui’s ear, “Tang Sui, can you tell me you like me?”

Tang Sui lifted her foot and hooked it around Song Fanxing’s waist, replying with a smile, “I like you, Song Fanxing.”

Song Fanxing pursed her lips slightly, a slight smile curving her lips; she was truly happy.

The feeling of frustration completely dissipated.

Song Fanxing nibbled on Tang Sui’s ear and whispered, “Tang Sui, I’ll be quick from here.”

“You can come in if you want.”

Tang Sui reached out and hugged Song Fanxing’s neck. “Just like that, I want Fanxing to be happy.” She had always known that both the protagonist and the uke liked being enveloped by her and watching her breathe and cry.

Tang Sui injected a little magic into Song Fanxing’s body and opened her lips, “Fanxing, watch me closely.”

As Tang Sui’s voice faded, Song Fanxing’s vision suddenly cleared, and the darkness where she couldn’t see anything became clear again.

She could see Tang Sui’s every expression clearly.

Whether it was her wet, curled eyelashes or her cheeks flushed crimson.

Song Fanxing raised her hand and gently touched the corner of her eye, which was covered with water stains. Her fingers traced over her exquisite features and finally stopped on her full red lips.

Tang Sui is so beautiful.

Her heart was pounding, and her arm movements were getting faster and faster.

Tang Sui seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and frowned.

A soft, seductive breath escaped from her lips.

The sound was a bit too loud.

Song Fanxing covered Tang Sui’s lips, concealing her alluring voice under her palm.

“Tang Sui, keep your voice down, you’ll be discovered.”

Tang Sui indulged Song Fanxing. She nodded, pressed down on the back of Song Fanxing’s hand, and made that hand firmly press against her face.

Even when he was being investigated later and rolled his eyes, Song Fanxing still wouldn’t let go of him.

Only after it was over did Tang Sui smile and say, “Fanxing, I set up a barrier, so your roommates won’t be woken up by us.”

Song Fanxing hugged the person tightly, her voice always low, “Tang Sui, I’m sorry, I kept covering your mouth.”

Tang Sui patted Song Fanxing’s head. “It’s okay. I didn’t tell you on purpose. I wanted to see Fanxing being cautious.”

“Our stars are really cute.”

Song Fanxing softly hummed in agreement, “Then like me a little more.”

“I want more love than anyone else.” This was the first time she had said something that sounded like a spoiled and slightly willful thing. Song Fanxing was a little embarrassed and buried her face in Tang Sui’s neck.

“Fanxing, you’ve already achieved your goal.” Tang Sui gently patted Song Fanxing’s back, her smile spreading in her words. From the very beginning, she had only approached other people so that the protagonist wouldn’t be bullied.

“You’re such a good girl, it’s hard for me not to favor you.”

“But she wasn’t exactly well-behaved either,” Tang Sui joked. “After all, straight girls used to say that kissing makes them feel disgusted.”

“Sorry, I’m not gay.”

Song Fanxing: “…Tang Sui, let’s go to sleep.” She didn’t really want to recall the beginning.

*

Tang Sui slept in Song Fanxing’s dormitory last night, so naturally, the clothes she wore today were also Song Fanxing’s clothes.

The weather is unusually nice today. Even though it’s late autumn, the sun is very strong, shining so brightly it’s almost blinding.

When school was over, the sun was still high in the sky, the sky was clear and blue, and even the air seemed to become refreshing.

Tang Sui stood on the third floor, glanced at the sky, then turned around and continued walking down.

It was very quiet today. At noon, she only spent time with the main character, and no one else bothered her.

It’s nice to experience this kind of quiet sometimes.

Tang Sui smiled and seemed to be in a good mood, but when she arrived on the first floor, she was embraced by someone.

Two tall, handsome mixed-race men blocked her way, warning her, “You wait here, Princess Yi has something to say to you.” Their fierce expressions made it seem as if they were about to beat Tang Sui up.

Tang Sui stopped, blinked, and looked past the two people to a red carpet covered with flowers on both sides behind them. In addition to the flowers, a large group of students surrounded the red carpet.

But she didn’t see any golden hair among the students.

So Tang Sui asked, “Princess Yi is looking for me? Where is she?”

If she remembered correctly, these flowers and the red carpet weren’t there at noon.

“You’ll have to wait a while; you can’t leave here anyway.”

Tang Sui smiled and stood at the door to wait.

Then she saw the two people who were holding her hurriedly shoo away other students who were about to pass by, saying, “Hurry up, don’t bother Princess Yi.”

“You’re not allowed to go this way!”

Tang Sui found it amusing. Did this little golden retriever only look at appearance when choosing lackeys? The two lackeys last time were the same; they were good-looking, but they spoke stupidly.

Many students around had already started recording videos with their phones.

Tang Sui didn’t have to wait long. About five minutes later, several thuds sounded, and the person blocking her way moved aside.

Tang Sui looked ahead and saw at the other end of the red carpet, the little golden retriever standing there in a gorgeous red dress, her dazzling golden hair adorned with jeweled hair ornaments that shone brightly in the sunlight.

She was carrying a huge bouquet of roses and walking towards me with her head slightly tilted back. People were scattering flowers all over the little golden retriever.

Tang Sui smiled genuinely this time, her eyes crinkling into a beautiful smile. She didn’t understand what the little golden retriever was up to.

She couldn’t even guess that the little golden retriever would do things in ways that always surprised her.

Iloya appeared to be looking up and not paying attention to anyone, but in reality, her gaze was entirely focused on Tang Sui.

She had only just appeared, and this woman from Country Z was already smiling so happily. If she heard what she said later, she would definitely jump for joy.

Approaching the person step by step, Iloya handed over the roses upon arrival, cleared her throat, and said solemnly, “From today onwards, you are mine. Do you agree?”

Tang Sui didn’t answer immediately. She took the flower and looked down. In the very center of the flower was a red box. She raised an eyebrow, picked up the box, and opened it. Inside was a ring inlaid with a huge diamond.

Tang Sui chuckled and laughed out loud, “Little golden retriever, are you proposing?”

Iloya frowned. “A proposal? We’re not at that stage yet. This is an invitation to be together.” She had thought about it for a long time before going to bed last night.

I think we need to establish a relationship first, otherwise we won’t have a basis for questioning.

Although she didn’t know why she had started to care about stances.

If you have an idea, just do it.

She said this woman should jump for joy; she had only extended an invitation, but Tang Sui was already eager to marry her.

Iloya snorted: “You’ll only experience this once. My father is the former king, my mother is the richest woman in the country, my eldest sister is the current king, and my second sister—”

Halfway through her speech, Iloya stopped introducing her family members, glanced at Tang Sui’s smiling face, and tossed her blonde hair with her hand. “Anyway, as a princess with such beauty and background as me, you can be as happy as you want to be invited.”

Tang Sui’s eyes curved into crescents as she noticed that children like Yi Luoya, Qiao Ling, and Fu Juezhou, who were well-cared for by their families, all had one thing in common: they were independent and didn’t care about what others thought.

Do whatever you want.

Tang Sui closed the box, looked up at Iloya, and bluntly refused, “I’m very happy, but I’m sorry, little golden retriever, I don’t want to be in a relationship.”

Upon hearing this, Iloya’s eyes widened suddenly; she had never had any other option besides agreeing.

Then his brows furrowed deeply. “Listen carefully, there won’t be a second time.”

“This is the only way you can gain official recognition.”

You shouldn’t have refused.

“You have to date me first if you want to marry me.”

Tang Sui always had a smile on her face. Her eyebrows and eyes were delicate, with the corners of her eyes slightly upturned. Her smile was reflected in her eyes, making her so charming that it was hard to look away. “Little golden retriever, I don’t want to marry you either.”

A note from the author:

Yi: A confession should begin with a bouquet of flowers.

Sui: Refusal

Yi: You shouldn’t have refused! If you want to marry me, you have to date me first! (Angry voice)

Chapter 49

In Iloya’s eighteen years of life, she had never received such a clear rejection, and hardly anyone had ever rejected her; she had always been the center of attention.