The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

He tapped open a random webpage and saw the so-called “breaking news” on it.

[Shocking News]: Ex-captain of Starry Night married the daughter of his foe! Is it true love or a long-nurtured revenge plot?

Tapping into the piece, he saw that the content was more gossipy than a tabloid column. Their relationship was analyzed from every angle one could think of, and there was a picture at the end of the post.

It was an image of the accident that took his mother away. One could faintly make out Sheng Yize in the picture. He was crouching down with a despairing look on his face, and a few steps away were his mother’s remains.

The news report concluded with the following words: It’s said that the vehicle that rammed into Sheng Yize’s mother’s car was driven by his wife’s mother! That is to say, his mother-in-law killed his mother! Tsk, tsk, tsk. It’s believed that Sheng Yize knew about this himself, which was why he married his wife. Yes, it was for revenge! Talk about a scheming mind… 

The tone became more disgusting after that.

Sheng Yize closed the page, then called his assistant with the instruction, “Make it go away asap!”

“Yes.”

Flipping through his contact list, he called Gu Zichen, He Jiayu, and Chi Yuanfeng in turn.

The tumult was suppressed by joint forces and blew over as quickly as it had come out…

Looking at An Xiaxia a short distance away, Sheng Yize looked a little lost for a moment.

Should he hate An Xiaxia? He knew perfectly well that none of it was An Xiaxia’s fault.

It was only that he didn’t know how to face it yet.

He only learned about it a short while ago himself…

He hoped that An Xiaxia would never find out.

He walked back to An Xiaxia, who garbled out as she bit her straw, “Has something happened?”

“No.” Sheng Yize smiled and rubbed her head. “What were you doing?”

“I took a picture and posted it on Weibo.” An Xiaxia waved her phone at him.

Sheng Yize’s smile froze. “When was that?”

“Just then!” An Xiaxia smiled. Her phone kept dinging, notifying her of incoming messages on Weibo. She mumbled, “Am I that popular now? Are people starting to comment on my random pictures?”

She was going to check her Weibo, but Sheng Yize took her phone away before that.

“That can wait. I need to talk to you.” Sheng Yize gazed into her eyes.

“About what?” An Xiaxia tilted her head and looked at him.

Sheng Yize took a deep breath. “No matter what happens, Xiaxia, please have faith in me.”

“Alright…” An Xiaxia nodded despite her confusion, which made Sheng Yize feel relieved. “Come, let’s go back to the hotel and think about where we should go next.”

When they walked past the fountain they had taken photos of a moment ago, he discreetly dropped her phone.

The phone dropped into the water with a splash.

“Gosh! My phone!” An Xiaxia cried out in surprise and Sheng Yize said apologetically, “Sorry… I’ll buy you a new one.”

An Xiaxia wrinkled her nose, looking regretful over her phone.

Qi Yanxi pounded on their door after they got back to their room.

An Xiaxia went to answer it and she covered her eyes as soon as she saw him.

The only thing Qi Yanxi was wearing was a towel around his waist!

Aaah! That wasn’t what she was expecting!

“You pervert! Where are your clothes?!” An Xiaxia shrieked.

“Damn it! I’m wearing a towel!” Qi Yanxi mumbled. He then wrapped an arm around An Xiaxia’s shoulders and laughed. “Hahaha! I have a piece of news for you! There’s this gossip online saying that your mother was the one who killed Sheng Yize’s mother in the car accident back then! I’m cracking up! What are these people thinking…”

“What did you say?!” An Xiaxia shuddered violently.