Chapter 27: The Scent of Betrayal

After dealing with the classmates, Xie Xu turned to Lu Yiqi and asked, “Wait, who exactly told you?”

He had just discussed the matter with the class teacher, and logically, no one else should have known. Yet Lu Yiqi’s information came so quickly.

Xie Xu’s mind worked fast; he immediately guessed the truth. “Was it Chen Ziyi who told you?”

Only Chen Ziyi had entered the office earlier, and she was not only close to Lu Yiqi but also her seatmate. Naturally, after hearing the news, Chen Ziyi would have told Lu Yiqi first.

So it had to be Chen Ziyi.

Feeling Xie Xu’s gaze—a look laced with what seemed to be resentment—Chen Ziyi stiffened all over, then turned her head and picked up a pen, scribbling equations in her notebook.

Yes… she loved solving equations.

“So what if it was?” she replied.

Xie Xu rubbed his forehead. “Don’t you want to know where you’re being moved? Aren’t you curious who your new seatmate will be?”

“I don’t want to know, and I don’t care. I don’t want to leave Ziyi. I just like having her as my seatmate—anyone else, no thanks.”

Xie Xu was speechless. Merciless!

He paused a moment, his tone seemingly casual but full of probing intent. “What if… your new seatmate is me?”

Lu Yiqi fell silent.

If her new seatmate was Xie Xu, she hadn’t really considered whether she would refuse.

It seemed the answer was no…

She didn’t seem averse to having Xie Xu as her seatmate; on the contrary, there was a hint—just the slightest hint—of expectation.

But wouldn’t that mean betraying her dear friend Chen Ziyi?

After asking, Xie Xu stared at Lu Yiqi, watching her expression twist from conflicted to expectant to complex, changing unpredictably.

Xie Xu’s mind went blank for a moment. What did that mean? Did she want to sit with him or not?

“So you’re saying you switched my seat to next to you?”

“That’s right.”

“My goodness, Xie Xu, you schemer!”

“What?”

“You just want to break up me and Ziyi—the tragic… no, the flower sisters!”

“Huh?”

Chen Ziyi hadn’t intended to listen to their conversation, but since she sat right beside Lu Yiqi, she couldn’t help catching every word. Xie Xu’s remarks weren’t clear, but Lu Yiqi’s were loud and clear—especially when she called Xie Xu a schemer. Chen Ziyi nearly burst out laughing.

Too brilliant.

Her friend was truly remarkable.

To dare insult Xie Xu to his face—and the best part was, Xie Xu neither argued nor got angry.

Her gaze flicked meaningfully between the two.

Tsk, tsk, she sensed a trace of forbidden affection.

Xie Xu was still bewildered. He’d simply asked Lu Yiqi to switch seats and sit beside him, yet somehow, in Lu Yiqi’s words, he’d become the villain intent on breaking up the flower sister duo.

“Come on, is sitting with me really such a hardship?”

Lu Yiqi pondered for three seconds, then nodded seriously. “It is.”

Xie Xu nearly coughed up blood in fury. “Say that again?”

Chen Ziyi, hearing this, silently mourned for Lu Yiqi.

Oh no, the demon king is angry! She shouldn’t have thought Lu Yiqi would be the exception. Poor thing, her dear friend.

Lu—Poor Little—Yiqi: “Even if I say it again, it’s still a hardship.”

“Damn it…” Xie Xu’s tone sounded as though he’d swallowed gunpowder.