After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy Chapter 321: You'll Have to Face It Sooner or Later

Chapter 321: You’ll Have to Face It Sooner or Later

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Looking at the man in front of him who seemed to be “intimate” with his Little Sister and even called her “Qiaoqiao”, Yan Xiu was a little unhappy.

But Nan Jin clearly maintained a sense of distance, which meant that their relations.h.i.+p did not seem to be that good…

They did not look like lovers, but like siblings.

On the other hand, Murong Qiao’s reaction was as if she was not surprised to see the man here. She even seemed to have antic.i.p.ated it.

Many images instantly appeared in Yan Xiu’s mind. At the same time, he quickly made a judgment and roughly confirmed the relations.h.i.+p between the two of them.

“It’s just breakfast. I know this can’t be an apology.” Nan Jin skillfully stuffed the breakfast into Murong Qiao’s hand.

He retreated in the next second. “I’m sorry to waste your time. I’ll leave now.”

Before he even finished speaking, Nan Jin quickly slipped away.

Murong Qiao pursed her lips and looked down at the breakfast in her hand. She had no appet.i.te and felt that this situation was troublesome.

It had nothing to do with people. She just felt that it was not good to waste this breakfast.

“Hmph.” Yan Xiu suddenly snorted.

Only then did Murong Qiao remember that her Fourth Brother was still beside her. Her hand that was holding the breakfast immediately trembled and she almost threw it to the ground.

She laughed dryly. “Fourth Brother.”

Yan Xiu looked at her and did not say anything. He stood there with an extremely cold aura. The shadows under his hair hit his eyes, and his gaze was a little sinister.

He was unhappy. Very unhappy.

Murong Qiao read these emotions from him and suddenly had the urge to gulp.

“Um, the breakfast—” She thought quickly.

She spoke with difficulty and felt that the breakfast in her hand was extremely hot.

Yan Xiu didn’t say anything. He looked at Murong Qiao, his dull eyes giving off an invisible pressure.

Yan Xiu crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at her with a faint smile, as if he was watching a show.

In a flash, Murong Qiao thought of something.

She instantly stuffed the breakfast into her Fourth Brother’s hand. “Fourth Brother, it’s been hard on you to send me to school! This breakfast is for you to eat!”

Murong Qiao hurriedly threw out the “bomb” in her hand and quickly walked through the school gate without looking back.

Yan Xiu, who had been left behind, watched his Little Sister disappear from the school building and looked down at the breakfast.

The heat from the breakfast was still very warm, and the scorching feeling in his hand made Yan Xiu feel relieved.

He opened the bag with his free hand and picked out an exquisite and beautiful steamed bun before stuffing it into his mouth. The fragrance instantly filled his taste buds.

…Delicious.

Her Big Brother was clearly behind her, but Murong Qiao’s behavior was more like she had met a ferocious beast.

Her intuition told her that if she stayed any longer, something very bad would happen.

Murong Qiao walked straight to the cla.s.sroom without stopping and only sat down beside Yang Xin.

“What’s wrong?” Leng Yan patted her back.

Murong Qiao took a deep breath. “It’s fine. I’m afraid of being late.”

She made an excuse, the expression on her face was a mask of pain.

Being stared at by her Fourth Brother, she felt her scalp tingle. Hence, after stuffing breakfast into her mouth, she ran to the cla.s.sroom.

“Did you misjudge the time? There’s still ten minutes.” Yang Xin was amused.

Murong Qiao waved her hand, feeling a headache.

She sat in her seat and stared at the blackboard. She was almost in a daze for the next lesson. Of course, it was under the condition that she didn’t delay her studies.

“This can’t go on,” Murong Qiao suddenly said.

Yang Xin, who was engrossed in taking notes, looked up in confusion. When she heard Murong Qiao suddenly say this, she was simply confused.

She asked, “Qiaoqiao, what did you say?”

“It can’t continue like this.” Murong Qiao’s expression was filled with hatred.

If this continued, she felt that it would be difficult for her to breathe.

Every morning, Murong Zheng and Nan Jin would be with her, and at night, Murong Chuan and Nan Xuan would be with her. If this continued, she would have no free time other than to go to cla.s.s.

Moreover, she hadn’t seen Huo Yichen for a few days. Although she wasn’t a needy girl, her boyfriend, who was right in front of her, had forcefully turned into a long-distance relations.h.i.+p!

It hurt. It hurt too much.

She sighed.

Previously, she had not contacted Huo Yichen for the past few days because her Big Brothers did not know about her relations.h.i.+p. Now, it was difficult for Murong Qiao to contact him.

Just as Murong Qiao thought of Huo Yichen’s name, the phone in her pocket vibrated.

[How’s your brother?] His voice was filled with concern.

On the other end, Huo Yichen was openly letting his mind wander in the finance cla.s.s.

On the stage, the professor was instilling ideas non-stop. Below the stage, Huo Yichen sat in the last row by the window and sent a message to Murong Qiao with his cell phone.

Beside him, Tang Chen looked at him in a daze, his eyes filled with admiration.

“It’s good to be a star student and in a relations.h.i.+p.” He sighed softly.

He even dared to zone out in such an obscure cla.s.s. As expected of Huo Yichen.

Huo Yichen ignored him and stared at the phone screen, waiting for Murong Qiao’s reply.

[Don’t even talk about it…]

About a minute later, Murong Qiao sent him a bunch of messages.

She emphasized her experiences in the past two days about how her Big Brothers were “fighting openly and secretly” around her. The meaning between the lines was that she was tired.

Taking advantage of the time after cla.s.s, Murong Qiao lay weakly on the desk.

The matter with her Big Brothers and the others had to be resolved as soon as possible.

It, affecting her relations.h.i.+p with Huo Yichen was one thing, but the interest on this matter on the forum was still raging on.

Most importantly, she had yet to tell her Big Brothers about her relations.h.i.+p with Huo Yichen, and…

Murong Qiao subconsciously touched her neck to confirm the existence of the ring.

She had yet to tell her Big Brothers about her agreeing to Huo Yichen’s proposal.

“Qiaoqiao, are you sick?” Yang Xin was worried.

She even reached out and pressed her hand against Murong Qiao’s forehead to confirm the temperature.

It was not hot.

Murong Qiao sighed heavily, as if she was infinitely melancholic. “I’m fine. I’m just vexed.”

Those few words seemed to have used all her strength.

When she thought of her Big Brothers’ expressions if they found out that not only was she in a relations.h.i.+p, but she had even decided on her marriage, Murong Qiao did not even dare to think about it.

It was not that she was afraid of being punished. It was Huo Yichen she was worried about… was he really not going to be torn apart by Big Brothers and the others?

[It’s indeed not easy. I’m sorry, Qiaoqiao, that I can’t be with you now. I bought you a gift and asked Yang Xin to bring it over for you…] Huo Yichen replied apologetically.

Murong Qiao glanced at the message and looked at Yang Xin in confusion. “Ah Chen bought something for me?”

“Oh right!” Yang Xin suddenly slapped her head with a shocked expression.

She took out a dark black gem velvet box and handed it to Murong Qiao. “School Hunk Huo asked me to give this to you today. I’m sorry, 1 forgot about it just now.”

Murong Qiao opened it. It was a single ear stud. The style was simple and cla.s.sy. The silver main body was curved with patterns, and it was only decorated with an emerald-colored gem.

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The one Huo Yichen sent her was bigger than Murong Qiao’s. It was simple instead of exquisite, but one could tell at a glance that it was a pair.

The gloom and melancholy in his heart were dispelled by this gift. Murong Qiao’s lips curled into a smile.

“It’s good that you’re happy.” Yang Xin patted her shoulder. “Of course, if you can’t escape, you still have to face it.”

She tried to encourage Murong Qiao, but little did she know that it was the opposite.

Murong Qiao also comforted herself in her heart.

Sooner or later, I would have to face… face…

Face my a.s.s!