Chapter 39 Exciting and Embarrassing

Shen Junxi raised his eyebrows—dark eyes tender. “Su Niansheng—how slow are you?”
Su Niansheng: “Huh?”
“I’ve been chasing you so long—you didn’t know.”
His words caused a stir!
Onlookers at the gate—jaws dropped. Only Tao Yu—face darkened instantly.
Shen Shao—the powerful heir—actually chasing Su Niansheng!
“Or are you pretending?” Shen Junxi stared—smile faded, replaced by self-mockery. “Ignoring me on purpose?”
What?! Chasing her—and she ignores him? Ridiculous!
“Huh?!”
Su Niansheng was even more confused.
Before she reacted—he stepped closer. Tall figure blocked her view. Leaned down—messy hair brushed her fair shoulder. Whispered, pleading: “Pity me—give me a chance today. Don’t be so cruel, okay?”
Ahhhhh!
This scene—melted every girl’s heart except Lin Yixuan, whose face was ashen.
Domineering heir turns into a clingy puppy—whining, cuddling, acting cute!
Who can handle this?!
Especially Shen Shao—usually untouchable, cold to women. When did he show this side?
A superior humbles for love—even drama romances pale.
People looked at Su Niansheng—then Tao Yu. One thought: With such a catch chasing her—who needs anything else!
Shen Junxi cooed—slowly glanced at the boy beside. Sharp gaze—like a poisoned knife, silently challenging. Contrasting his gentle voice.
“…”
Feeling his hot breath on her neck—Su Niansheng froze, then realized.
Shen Xiaoxi—defending her?
Impressive!
She smirked—lifted her hand, pretending arrogance. “Since you’re so sincere—I’ll reluctantly agree once.”
Tao Yu—calm, confident in the standoff—froze at her reply.
What did she say?
“My pleasure.”
Shen Junxi took her hand—eyes crinkled with joy.
Pure delight—celebrating victory.
Tao Yu’s expression solidified.
…First time—she chose someone else in front of him.
Heavy rain—enveloped their receding, dazzling figures.
Shen Junxi’s umbrella tilted—all shelter over her. Didn’t care if his million-dollar suit got wet. The gate erupted in sighs. Pity/sympathy/amusement at Su Niansheng—now turned to envy!
“Unbelievable—Shen Shao likes Su Niansheng? She’s so lucky!”
“So pampered, so considerate—I dare not even dream!”
“Laughed at her chasing Tao Yu in vain—turns out… she traded a sesame for a watermelon?”
“Analogy’s off—their gap is worlds apart.”
Duan Chengyu—watched the show—proudly clapped. “Junxi ge’s awesome! Now Xiaoqian sis is his—for sure!”
Rain, luxury car, handsome guy, confession… He didn’t believe any girl could resist—especially with a cheater Comparison. Junxi ge—total pure love warrior.
Tao Yu stood—stared at their vanishing forms. Cold gaze—darker than the gloomy sky.
Lin Yixuan gripped her umbrella—watched the supercar leave. Face twisted with jealousy. What she longed for—Su Niansheng got effortlessly!
Why?!
She hated her—wanted to strangle her!
The gate cleared. Finally Come to one’s senses —she wanted to call Tao Yu. But he walked into the storm—stood in the rain.
In the car—Shen Junxi took a box from the trunk. Opened it—women’s size 37 sneakers.
Su Niansheng: “For me?”
“Mm.”
“Why do you have my shoes?”
He tied her shoelaces—glancing at her. “Mine—are yours.”
She smirked.
His tone—sweet as honey today.
“Thanks!” She reached for the shoes—he bent down, grabbed her ankle. “Don’t move.”
The spacious backseat—felt cramped from his posture.
Su Niansheng: “…” Is he gonna put them on for her?
Her slender ankle in his grip—warmth from his palm spread.
Shen Junxi took off her socks—fingers brushed her sole. She trembled.
“Cold?”
He raised a brow—palm gently rubbed her foot, warming it. She jolted—pulled back.
“Mm~… Not cold! Stop rubbing—now!”
Shen Junxi froze at her voice—eyes changed. “Not cold? Then why—”
She bit her lip—embarrassed.
Her soles were too sensitive.
His calloused palm—from years of sports/gym—rubbed her. Felt electric—exciting and embarrassing.
Weird—so weird!
“Yes—cold. Turn up the AC.”
She stammered—looked away.
Knowing her 19 years—Shen Junxi saw through her lie.
Ah—sensitive.
Even her feet are sensitive—what about other places…
Tsk.
He thought of something—eyes darkened. Adam’s apple bobbed. Gripped her soft foot tighter.
“Rubbing warms you faster.”
He moved to act.
Su Niansheng—instinctively grabbed his hand, fake-angry. “No! Rub again—I won’t let you wear them!”