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Qing'er listened to the beep on the other end of the phone and couldn't hang up for a long time.

He stared blankly at the phone for a long time before rushing to the bed. He threw the phone onto the bed, pulled a towel and quickly changed clothes.

Although Nell's words had dispelled some of her confusion, it had also caused her to feel even more lost. She now wanted to see Nell as soon as possible.

After changing her clothes, Qing'er rushed downstairs. After thinking for a while, she went upstairs and knocked on Mommy's door. Seeing that Mommy was still sleeping, she didn't say anything and took the car keys to leave.

"Qing Er, you're back so early?"

He had just reached the end of the bed when he heard Mommy calling him.

"Un, Mommy. I have something I need to borrow your car for. I'll tell you about it when I get back."

Qing'er was afraid that Mommy would ask more questions, so she ran, ignoring the sounds behind her.

Although they were in a rush, it was the peak hour for work and the traffic was slower than walking.

Qing Er regretted it now. This was the result of her inexperience, but if she walked over now, she wouldn't be able to stop the car in the middle of the road.

After waiting for over half an hour, the car finally started moving. However, looking at the long line in front, Qing Er decisively turned the car to the fork, found a parking space, and drove to Lance's hotel on Route 11.

Just like yesterday, Qing Er went straight to Lance's room. However, she didn't enter without a invitation today. Today, she knocked on the door very regularly.

"You … What's the matter? "

Lance opened the door and saw Qing Er. There was a moment of surprise and surprise, but when he thought about what happened last night, his face immediately dropped to -10 degrees Celsius.

"Can we talk inside?"

Qing Er was a little scared, but Nir's words were her motivation.

"Stand outside the door and speak so that others don't misunderstand."

Lance blocked the door.

"You … What did you want to talk to me about last night? "

Qing'er stared at Lance with her clear eyes. She had to know the answer. She had to hear him say that he liked her.

"Apologize? Didn't I already say that I'm sorry?"

Lance said coldly.

"No, you still have something to say after apologizing. I remember, it was just interrupted by Joseph. What was it that you wanted to say?"

Qing'er asked, grabbing Lance's hand anxiously.

"I'm sorry."

Lance lowered his head and looked at the pair of tender white hands. Didn't she already leave yesterday? Why did he come back today?

Suddenly, he understood? Or perhaps his rivalry with Joseph had already borne fruit.

"I don't want to hear sorry. I just want to know what you mean by what you said after that?"

Qing'er was getting impatient.

Lance took his hand away and finally opened the door for Qing Er to enter.

"What would you like to drink?"

Lance's calm tone made Qing Er's teeth itch even more. He wasn't like that last night.

"I don't want anything to drink. I just want to know if you like me? Did you mean to say you liked me yesterday? "

Qing'er pushed Lance onto the sofa, and said as if she was trying to force a confession.

"Little thing, can you be a bit more reserved, a bit more gentle, don't …" "Oh …"

Lance was about to say "gentle", but Qing Er threw a fist at her stomach.

"That's gentle enough."

Qing'er shook her small fist and chuckled.

"You … Are you possessed? "

Lance looked at Qing Er, who was laughing evilly, and revealed a smile that didn't match her tone.

"It's not that I've been possessed, it's that I've been poisoned. After being bitten by you, I've been poisoned. How do you want to compensate me?"

Qing'er laughed mischievously. She remembered that he had once bitten her.

"Sigh, Nell really does harm people. If she hadn't brought you to the Vampire Castle and brought you, a little baby, to the secret room, there wouldn't have been so many years of entanglement."

Lance sighed. He knew that his peaceful life as a Strigoi was about to end.

"You mean you feel for me too?"

Qing'er was pleasantly surprised. Seeing Lance's slightly bitter smile, she was extremely excited.

"These dozen years, you have already become my shadow."

"No, do you vampires have shadows?"

They rarely appeared under the sun, so even if there was a shadow, it didn't matter.

"Of course there are. But only in the dark, not in the sunlight. Qing'er, give me some time. Don't get too close to me before I completely develop how to turn Strigoi into humans."

Lance held Qing Er's face and said seriously.

"Ah, what do you mean?"

Qing'er looked at Lance's serious expression in confusion.

Since she liked him, why didn't she let him get close to her?

"Sit down first, I …" When did you eat? "

Lance wanted to talk to Qing'er slowly, but he heard the sound of the drum beating in Qing'er's stomach.

"I... I had dinner at Long Yan's house last night, but I didn't cook it. "

Qing Er said embarrassedly.

"Come on, let's go eat. I'll tell you about those in the future."

Lance got up. For the first time, he talked to Qing Er with the attitude of a man talking to a woman. He wrapped Qing Er's small hand in his palm and let that weird feeling spread to the bottom of his heart and take root.

"Alright, then can you stop being so fierce towards me in the future?"

Although Qing Er had a lot of questions, she didn't want to ask anymore. Right now, this joy was the complete opposite of the sadness she felt yesterday. She loved this feeling and didn't want to touch the pain she felt yesterday.

This time, Qing Er said that it was not noon yet and that the morning had already passed. Finally, she dragged Lance into a bun house and came to China. Of course, they had to follow the customs and eat Chinese breakfast.

The inside of the house was warm, completely different from the outside cold. At this time, there were no customers inside the bun house, but once they entered, there were still waiters coming to entertain them.

"Lance, now that you're in China, you have to taste the Chinese food. From now on, I'll take you to taste the Chinese food every day. We can go to London after you've eaten all the dishes in Beijing, alright?"

Qing'er rested her chin on her hands and looked at Lance.

He was so handsome. Although this was just an ordinary restaurant, but Lance chose this place as his paradise.

"I don't have any special interests in delicious food, and your problem hasn't been resolved. You can't run around."

Lance seemed to lack warmth and humor. He actually said something that would ruin the mood when Qing'er looked at him lovingly.

"What does it matter? Since you're here, I don't believe that they would dare to come again."

Qing'er raised her head and said proudly.

In her eyes, Lance was invincible.

"People die for money. Roderick's offer is very high. You should know better about it in Japan. So, you can't let your guard down."

Lance reminded Qing'er.

He didn't let Qing'er know that he too had a weakness.

Although the sun had risen between Qing'er and Lance, Qing'er dared not speak to Joseph.

Last night, she left with someone. If she were to say again today that I am now a friend of a vampire, there is nothing between us. That would be too hurtful.

That day, after breakfast, Qing Er went back to Lance's hotel to sleep.

Although their relationship seemed to be different, the way they got along did not change.

In the evening, Qing'er had gone out with Lance to have some famous barbecue, but Mommy made a phone call and told her to go home.

Lance was still the same as that day, sending Qing Er to the district and not planning to go in.

"Aren't you going to come to my house yet?"

Qing'er was puzzled when she saw Lance standing there motionlessly.

"Maybe another day, so that your father and mother won't feel too bad about seeing me. I can just watch as you enter."

Lance had not yet figured out how to deal with the Wins.

If he showed up as Qing Er's boyfriend, it would be too weird.

"Fine, I know you have your reasons. You can go back. I will watch you leave before I return home."

Qing'er said coquettishly.

Although this feeling was very strange, it was very intimate. If it was like this, Lance definitely wouldn't have said it before.

"Well, don't skip school tomorrow."

Lance instructed Qing'er before he left.

"I know, but you have to promise me that you will pick me up at 4 PM."

She didn't know what was on her mind. In the past, when Joseph wanted to pick her up, she wouldn't let him, but this time, she told Lance to pick her up at school.

"I'll do my best."

Lance hesitated for a second and said with an uncertain tone.

"Not as much as you can, but you definitely have to. A few women mocked me for not having a man to take it from, so you have to go tomorrow. Then tonight, we'll go out of the park together and have a barbecue. I'll go back tonight to invite them."

Qing'er was just like an eighteen year old girl with a handsome boyfriend. She wanted to show off and make her classmates jealous, jealous, and hate her.

"I don't like crowds."

Lance frowned.

He didn't like to have too much contact with humans, especially women.

"I don't care. If I can't see you tomorrow, I will wait."

After saying that, Qing'er ignored Lance's protest and ran back home.

When Qing Er returned home, she was surprised to see Long Yan sitting in the living room.

"Dad, Mommy, you guys called me back because of him?"

Qing'er only shot a glance at Long Yan. She wouldn't stop by for no reason. Teacher Long, the Crown Prince definitely wasn't here out of good intentions to investigate whether or not she was still alive.

"Qing'er, you actually started skipping school? Where have you been these two days? "

Wen Yi Fei said with a dark expression.

The older the child, the more disobedient she became. Although skipping school was not a big deal right now, she had made up too many lies in the past two days.

"Dad, is there even a need for me to say that?" Teacher Long must have told you that I ran for my life. "

Qing'er was not happy with the cruelty of the dragon flame last night. She didn't want to chat with him and just wanted to go back to her room to rest.

"Qing Er, why are you talking to your dad like that and Teacher Long is here? How can you be so rude?"

Little Wan lectured her daughter.

"Daddy, Mommy, if I were you, I would shut the door and release the dogs. His body has the blood of Japanese devils, and he is here for revenge. Don't you feel a chill when you put your enemy back home?"

Qing'er held onto the railing, looking at her parents with a smile.

"Mr. Wen, Mrs. Wen, since the affectionate students are fine, I am relieved. I hope that she can come to school tomorrow as usual."

Long Yan seemed to not want his bottom to be exposed, as he stood up and bid his farewells.

"Don't worry Teacher Long, I won't die so easily. I really have to thank Teacher Long for last night's work. Dad, shouldn't you pay Teacher Long for his medical expenses? Yesterday, he saved your precious daughter."

Qing'er smiled evilly as she stared at Long Yan's arm.

"Teacher, saving a student is only right. Since Student Wen Qing is back, I will take my leave."

"Dad, his Japanese surname is Oshima."

When the dragon flame reached the door, Qing'er told Wen Yi Fei slowly.

"What is his relationship with Oshima?"

Long Yan didn't look back, nor did he stay. When Wen Yi Fei said this, he had already left the Wen family.

"Dad, you're so stupid. Your mom is the lover of the Oshima Holy Man in China, what kind of relationship do you think they have? Do you really think that his teacher is real? He actually did it to kill your daughter so he could become the boss of the Yamaguchi team."

After Qing'er finished speaking, she rushed back to her room without waiting for Wen Yi Fei to question her.

Wen Yi Fei wanted to follow her upstairs, but was stopped by Wan'er, who told him about Qing'er's trip to Shanghai and also about Long Yan.

The next morning, Wen Yifei wanted to ask Qing'er about it, but the girl, as if she knew, had disappeared before he could get up.

Academy of Fine Arts

Qing Er went out early. No matter which side, after that 'battle' that night, no one would dare to cause trouble for her in the short term.

Qing'er had been looking forward to school when she got back to school.

As soon as she arrived at school, she ran over to her classmates' dormitory and told them that someone very important would be coming to school for her today.

"Wen Qing, who is the important person you mentioned? "Is that your stepmother?"

Another class flower stuck her head out from under the covers.

They only had classes at ten in the morning. At this moment, they were all having dreams of Prince Charming under their blankets, but they were all disturbed by this beauty, Qing Er, who rarely showed up at the dorm.

"What's so special about my mom? Didn't you guys often see her on TV?"

Qing'er smiled.

"Is that your father? I heard your dad is very handsome. "

"My dad is handsome, but no matter how handsome he is, he's still an old man."

"It can't be, your dad is only in his forties, what's the most attractive time for a man? How could it be an old man? Hey, Wen Qing, are you talking about that foreigner of yours? He, we've met before. Although she's handsome, it's not new."

Another head popped out of the quilt.

"I affirm once again that Joseph is my man's friend."

Qing'er specifically emphasized the word 'male'.

"Alright, genius Miss Wen Qing, may I ask who the important person you spoke of is?"

The class sat up and leaned against the wall with their pillows in their arms.

"Hehe, it's a secret, he …" "He is …"

Although she said that it was a secret, she couldn't help but realize that this was a typical first love situation.

"You, don't keep us in suspense. Now, all of the girls in our school are all bewitching dragon teachers. All other men are nothing in our eyes."

"Long Yan is nothing, only my prince is the most handsome."

Qing Er was not convinced.

"Prince? It can't be, after missing for two days, did you really date a man?

During the day, the news of the arrival of Qing'er's Prince Charming spread throughout the class.

At noon, when they were eating in the cafeteria, the women teased again. After that, the news spread throughout the entire art institute.

It was not yet four in the afternoon, and Qing'er began to look forward to it.

She felt a little embarrassed now. If Lance did not come today, she would not be able to face anyone in the future.

By now, at least half the people in the American Academy knew. Who told her to be so dazzling wherever she went? Moreover, this matter had been publicized since the morning. At this time, there were even many of the eight women who were hiding at the various gates, waiting to see the 'prince'.

"Beauty Wen, you aren't playing with us, right? It's only a minute before four, why isn't there any movement outside? "

The prettiest girl in the class sat beside Qing'er, staring at her phone.

Why hasn't the detective sister outside texted yet?

"Of course not, he said he would come."

Qing'er's face turned slightly red. The one on the stage right now was precisely Long Yan. She wasn't afraid of him at all.

"Alright, how about we start the countdown? 50.49.48..."

Someone took his cell phone and began counting down.

Qing'er's heart beat again and again with the sound.

She hasn't done such a disgraceful thing in eighteen years. Lance, you must not go back on your word.

Qing'er prayed in her heart, but she was also worried, because last night, she was the Overlord's one who asked Lance to come. What if he didn't come?

As the countdown reached 10, Qing'er's face began to turn red and hot.

The two of them focused on their cell phones. They didn't know that the classroom had been quiet for a long time. With Long Yan taking the lead, everyone greeted the two of them with their gazes.

"1, 0.9, 0.8 …"

When the class flowers reached one, there was really no way to count them down, so they could only count up to midnight.

"I want to see for myself."

Qing Er stood up abruptly as she finally collapsed after being counted to the point of collapse.

"Student Wen Qing, please don't cause a ruckus in class."

Long Yan also couldn't bear it any longer. Yesterday at her house, it was one thing for her not to give him face, but today in class, she was actually acting like this. Damn it, was she really going to treat him as a teacher?

"I'm sorry, Teacher. Wen Qing was a little too agitated. Her prince is coming, so …"

Seeing Wen Qing running away, Class Flower stood up and explained on her behalf.

Hearing the word 'prince', Long Yan seemed to understand a bit.

Qing'er was on the verge of tears when she rushed out of the classroom.

What if Lance really didn't show up today?

Then why didn't they pay attention to him anymore?

But if she made him admit that he liked her with great difficulty and just ignored him like that, wouldn't the past few days of pain have been for nothing?

Alright, if she really doesn't show up, then she will just withdraw from the academy. She can't afford to lose face like this.

While thinking along the way, he ran towards the school gate, only to discover that it was already surrounded.

"Lance —"

Qing Er's heart skipped a beat as she shouted at the crowd.

Ah!" Wen Qing, you're here?

Someone finally squeezed out of the crowd.

"What happened?"