"So, could it be that you missed me?"

"...Mm."

"..."

Sometimes when chatting with Spencer, Yan Huan would subconsciously let go of the airs he usually put on.

This isn't to say that putting on airs is insincere, but sometimes the conversations between buddies and those with the opposite sex naturally differ.

When chatting with Yahashiki, the two would exchange jokes that were half-joking and half-cheesy.

Yet, somehow, when talking with Spencer, he'd unknowingly drop that facade and become more casual.

But she took it seriously and honestly answered the question.

Hearing her hesitant and shy response from the other end of the phone, Yan Huan took a deep breath and steadied himself before asking,

"I'm almost there, and you, where are you now?"

"Oh, I'm just downstairs from your place."

"Alright, I'll be there soon."

"Oh, oh."

As soon as he hung up the phone, the vehicle came to a stop.

Yan Huan raised his eyes and realized that he'd reached his stop without noticing while chatting away.

Quickly gathering his things, he stood up, got off the bus, and hurried toward the doorway of his house.

"Vroom vroom~"

He didn't realize that just as the school bus was leaving for the main road, a private car was following him, turning into the small roads of the South District.

In the car, An Le watched as Yan Huan jogged quickly in a certain direction.

She wondered to herself:

"He seems in such a hurry... Could Xiao Huan be rushing to work? Would that mean it'll take a long time to see him return home..."

She pinched her Little Thumb, watching as Yan Huan ran and then suddenly stopped.

Then, she glanced at the folding fan in her own hand.

Hesitating for a second, he carefully placed the folding fan back into the layer of his backpack.

With that done, he resumed his running.

The trip had taken so long, and the driver was close to yawning, but seeing the boy get off the bus, he perked up.

Hiss...

That must be the scoundrel the lady in the back had been thinking about!

He must help the lady catch him!

But in reality, An Le in the back was already thinking of a way to slip away.

The words she had spoken earlier were just an excuse, because once the bus stopped, the driver would definitely ask if no one got off...

"Sir, I still..."

With that in mind, An Le fished out a small stack of money she'd prepared earlier, intending to pay it off.

Just as she calculated the fare and was about to hand it to the driver, he suddenly gasped sharply, turned his head toward her with a face full of anger, and said,

"Look, miss! That scoundrel's mistress just showed up!! And she's quite pretty!!"

"Huh? Mis... Mistress?"

At first, An Le was stunned and didn't understand what the driver meant, but the next second, she realized something, quickly turned to look outside the window.

Outside the window, right below a public rental building.

A pretty blond girl was daintily squatting by the road, holding a bag of untouched milk tea.

When she saw Yan Huan approaching, her eyes lit up instantly, and she stood up joyfully, running toward Yan Huan,

"Yan Huan, you're back oh!"

The next second, she lunged at Yan Huan, catching him off guard and making him step back a few steps.

"Look, look, I've got all the materials ready oh! I can return to Totsuki and go to school with you again!"

"..."

Watching the blissful Spencer in Yan Huan's embrace, with a smile as bright as flowers, An Le's expression in the car slowly turned dumbfounded.

Clearly...

She just made up an excuse, right?

So how did it...

Become a self-fulfilling prophecy?

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