The wealthy young master is a money fan

Yan Heng sent a message to Pei Ji in the morning, saying that we had lunch together at noon today, and he had something to say, but Pei Ji said that he had classes and was not free.

Yan Heng didn't say anything at that time, Pei Ji didn't expect him to come to school directly.

And dressed so young and flamboyant.

There were too many attentions around, and some people whispered whether Yan Heng was a model.

The already eye-catching Colonel Pei and the monstrous Yan Heng, the two together have their own spotlight effect, and the rate of return is 100%.

Pei Ji had no choice but to take Yan Heng to the school cafeteria.

Their school covers a large area and has many students. There are six canteens in their campus alone, not counting the exclusive canteens for faculty and staff.

Pei Ji and the others went to the No. [-] canteen. The price is generally higher than the other canteens, and the taste and environment are relatively better.

Yanheng University studied abroad, and the difference between Chinese and Western food is too big, so he brought his own chef during college, and the young master never ate in the cafeteria.

So today is the first time in Yan Heng's life that he walked into a university cafeteria, and it's quite novel to be by Pei Ji's side.

Yan Heng didn't have a campus card, and Lao Qi at the order window wanted to help him use it, but Cheng Weiyi quickly stopped him, and winked at him desperately to signal him not to join in the fun.

A straight man like Lao Qi didn't appreciate the unusual atmosphere between Pei Ji and Yan Heng at all. Seeing that Cheng Weiyi's eyes were crowed, he asked concernedly: "Director, do you have sand in your eyes?"

Cheng Weiyi: "..."

Cheng Weiyi hated that iron could not be made into steel, so he dragged the blind old Qi away.

The glasses eat noodles, and they don't eat at the same window at all, Yan Heng and Pei Ji are left for a while.

The cook was a work-study student. After seeing Pei Ji and Yan Heng, his hands stopped shaking, and he blushed and scooped up two spoonfuls of stewed beef brisket with potatoes.

There are few potatoes, and beef brisket accounts for [-]%.

Pei Ji swiped his card twice, and after paying Yan Heng the money, he took the dinner plate and searched for a place without saying a word.

Yan Heng couldn't help but smile, bowed his head slightly and thanked the vegetable girl with a smile, the other's cheeks flushed, and he shook his head awkwardly and embarrassedly.

The canteen No. [-] is very large, and the seats are arranged like the restaurants outside. There are semi-circular partitions between some tables, just like booths.

It is semi-open and pays attention to the privacy of students.

Pei Ji, who didn't like crowding with people, found a place near the pillar, and there were no people around, so it was considered quiet.

Knowing that Yan Heng came to school to look for Pei Ji to discuss something, otherwise Mr. Yan would not have come here on purpose, Cheng Weiyi, glasses and old Qi were very discerning, said hello to Pei Ji, and went next to the seat.

Yan Heng sat down next to Pei Ji, looked around, and nodded with satisfaction: "Your school's conditions are quite good."

Pei Ji never cared about these things, and did not agree with Yan Heng's words.

He thinks that's it, a few tables and chairs, just a place to eat.

After half a minute, Pei Ji lifted his eyelids to see Yan Heng who had not moved his chopsticks, and said lightly, "Can't you eat?"

The noble Young Master Yan is pampered and pampered. Except for the few times at the Angel's House, he probably has never eaten such a 'cheap' fast food.

Yan Heng propped his left elbow on the table, put his fist on the side of his face, and kept looking at Pei Ji. Hearing this, he smiled lightly and shook his head: "It's not that I can't eat, I'm just reflecting..."

Yan Heng prolonged his tone on purpose:

"Where did I make the little dean unhappy?"

Yan Heng noticed that from the moment we met today, Pei Ji pulled a face, obviously not very happy about his arrival.

Although Pei Ji's expression did not change obviously, and Cheng Weiyi and the others didn't even notice it, Yan Heng still noticed it.

Coming to school to find Pei Ji was also Yan Heng's whim.

Hearing that the little dean said that there was class today, he had a whim, wanting to see what the other party was like when he was at school.

It would be even better if you could see the little dean listening seriously in class.

It's a pity that Yan Heng was unlucky today, he encountered a traffic jam on the road, and when he came, Pei Ji had just finished class.

But just walking from the teaching building to the cafeteria, Yan Heng also understood how popular the little dean is in the school.

Along the way, the passing students, regardless of men or women, all turned their gazes to the person beside him more or less.

Yan Heng was very familiar with the shyness and timidity on the faces of many female students when they looked over.

In the past 28 years, on various occasions, Yan Heng has received countless similar looks, both men and women, and he is no stranger.

Although Pei Ji did not respond to these gazes, he had to admit that Yan Heng was a little jealous.

In this school, many people miss his little dean.

Pei Ji didn't know what Yan Heng was thinking, and he didn't know where he came to the conclusion that he was angry: "You think too much."

Pei Ji didn't admit it, and Yan Heng didn't force him, his slender and beautiful right hand was holding thin chopsticks to fiddle with the food on the plate.

Picking and choosing, looking bored, obviously not very interested in these meals.

Seeing him like this, Pei Ji stretched out his hand and knocked on the table expressionlessly.

"Huh?" Yan Heng raised his eyes lazily, just in time to see a sentence pasted on the place where Pei Ji's finger was tapped, followed by a soft whisper: "Who knows that every piece of Chinese food is hard work..."

Yan Heng laughed, knowing that Pei Ji was not used to waste, so he winked at him and gave him a reassuring look: "I promise that there will be no waste, please supervise President Pei."

Pei Ji didn't speak any more, and didn't say why Heng came to school today to find out why he was here, so he concentrated on eating his own food.

Yan Heng didn't bother him, just looked at him quietly for a while, then suddenly got up and left, and came back within a few minutes with two glasses of freshly squeezed juice in his hand.

After glancing at the juice in hand, Pei Ji raised his eyes to look at Yan Heng.

Yan Heng smiled: "Don't worry, I didn't steal or rob, I got cash from other students."

"You buy me a meal, I buy you a drink, it's fair."

Pei Ji moved his lips just as he was about to speak, but Yan Heng jumped ahead of him and said with a smile: "The price difference between the two, little dean, you can take advantage of me."

In terms of money, Pei Ji has never suffered a disadvantage, but this time he was generous and didn't care about Yan Heng.

Seeing him acquiescing, the smile on Yan Heng's face grew stronger.

Yan Heng thought to himself, the difference between fruit juice and lunch, why is it more than ten yuan?

In the past, the little dean had to settle the five yuan for three vegetable seedlings with himself, but this time he didn't. What is it like?

Mr. Yan was happy that he had earned more than a dozen yuan from the little principal, and firmly believed that this was the favor he received from the other party.

Pei Ji ate fast, Yan Heng's movements were unhurried, his gestures were slow and orderly, and he was a gentleman.

Only Yan Heng knew in his heart that he was delaying time.

He was thinking about how to talk to Pei Ji.

Maybe it was retribution for harassing Pei Xiu, Yan Heng was too busy these days, Pei Xiu asked him to take the initiative, but he didn't find the right time.

Seeing that Pei Ji had almost eaten, Yan Heng also put down his chopsticks, looked at him for a long time, and finally said: "Little Dean, shall we talk?"

It was just a simple opening remark, but the moment the words came out, Yan Heng's heart was still tense, and he was a little uneasy about Pei Ji's upcoming answer.

Yan Heng cursed in his heart that he was worthless.

From the way the other party looked over from time to time during the meal, Pei Ji knew that Yan Heng had something to say, and his tone was calm: "What do you want to talk about?"

Yan Heng, who originally wanted to go through the process, heard the words, but without thinking, he followed his words uncontrollably: "Dating in love."

When Yan Heng said this suddenly, Pei Ji's pupils shrank, and he unconsciously exerted force on the hand holding the chopsticks, pausing for two seconds before looking up at him.

In fact, Yan Heng didn't want to be so direct.

In his expectation, he should prudently pry into Pei Ji's mind, and then confess softly.

In the end, it was a gentleman who asked him if he wanted to be with him.

But when he was really faced with this kind of scene, after seeing Pei Ji, Yan Heng found that his brain seemed to be out of his control, and his thinking easily followed the little dean.

This disrupted Yan Heng's original perfect plan.

But the words were all spoken, Yan Heng didn't want to take them back or change his words, nor did he want to perfunctorily fool the words into a joke.

Looking intently into Pei Ji's eyes, Yan Heng's expression was serious, and he paused every word: "I believe you can see it too, I like you."

Yan Heng had prepared a gorgeous and beautiful confession in his heart before, but when the words came to his lips, there was only one simple and straightforward sentence left

I like you.

There are no fancy and touching rhetoric, only four words.

"I like you." As if to prove the authenticity of his words, Yan Heng repeated again: "So... Pei Ji, do you want to fall in love with me?"

When asking, Yan Heng's voice softened unconsciously, and he looked at Pei Ji's eyes full of tenderness.

Judging from his appearance, Yan Heng's expression is quite calm, even calm, only he knows how fast his heart is beating at the moment.

After living for 28 years, this is Yan Heng's first confession, and also the first time he likes someone so much.

To say not to be nervous is a lie.

Unexpectedly, Yan Heng would confess his confession suddenly, even Pei Ji, who was always calm and composed, froze in place.

Pei Ji looked at Yan Heng in a daze, opened his mouth, but remained silent for a long time.

Pei Ji didn't say yes, and didn't nod. Yan Heng's throat was inexplicably tight, and his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down. He didn't know whether he refused or agreed.

After waiting for a few seconds, or maybe a few minutes, Pei Ji remained silent, and Yan Heng, who was confessing for the first time in his life, couldn't sit still

What does silence mean?

Yan Heng's usually lazy voice was now a little hoarse, his eyes helpless, and he said softly: "Little Dean, I let you here to express my heart, you should give me some reaction."

Whether it is life or death, give me an accurate word.

That's what he said, but when Pei Ji's eyes moved, he recovered from the daze, and moved his lips to speak, Yan Heng suddenly interrupted him: "Wait—"

Pei Ji swallowed the words in his throat again, and looked up at Yan Heng.

Under Pei Ji's gaze, Yan Heng suddenly let out a long breath, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows: "Wait, don't tell me your answer yet."

Pei Ji: "..."

Yan Heng, who can do everything with ease, has never been so nervous when negotiating a contract with someone for the first time: "Wait for me to prepare mentally."

It was Yan Heng who confessed first, and he was also the one who counseled at the last moment.

Because at this moment, Yan Heng is more afraid of hearing an unexpected answer from Pei Ji than he imagined before.

It was the first time Pei Ji saw Yan Heng like this, he was silent for a moment, and really didn't say a word, giving him time to calm down.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Heng raised his head to look at Pei Ji, and regained his usual composure: "Okay, tell me."