Chapter 65: Compulsion (1)

"I know." Qiao Xi was well aware in her heart that the student council president before her was obviously different from the vice president—forceful and domineering, especially since he had enough power to back it up. That was the most troublesome thing.

Without the background to rival his, and unable to defeat him outright, she would indeed suffer losses. But it didn’t mean she would meekly let him control her.

"I already told you, I’m not your plaything. If you insist on forcing me, then try it!"

"I like your temperament," Yu Fan said sincerely, his brows arching. "But that doesn’t mean I enjoy being challenged."

"I didn’t mean it that way."

"I know."

Yu Fan took a step forward, and Qiao Xi immediately retreated. He advanced again, and she stepped back once more... After several rounds, she was nearly pressed up against the wall.

She couldn’t retreat any further.

Her gaze chilled, and she swung her fist at him.

Yu Fan caught it, and when her other hand came at him, he seized that too, then pinned her against the wall behind him.

He did not hold back, so when her back struck the wall, her head spun for a moment.

As she recovered, she was just about to lift her leg, but he anticipated it, pressing her leg down forcefully and trapping her securely within the narrow space his arms formed.

Qiao Xi knew he was strong, but hadn’t expected the gap between them to be so vast.

"Are you trying to force me?" she asked, still calm.

"Why..." Yu Fan leaned in closer. They were already near each other, and now their breaths mingled. "Are you afraid?"

Staring into those cold black eyes at close range, Qiao Xi didn’t blink. "I hadn’t realized the student council president was not only protective but also enjoyed coercion so much."

Yu Fan smiled, leaning in to whisper against her earlobe, "Relax, you’ll understand soon enough."

Qiao Xi frowned and fell silent, not daring to move.

"Wow, wow, wow!"

A sudden exclamation drew their attention—it was Ji Niansheng, face exaggerated in shock.

Ji Niansheng had come secretly to see if Qiao Xi would succumb so quickly, but hadn’t expected to witness such a dramatic scene.

From Ji Niansheng’s angle, Yu Fan’s closeness to Qiao Xi made it look entirely like a kiss.

Yu Fan naturally released Qiao Xi, and she offered no explanation, nor did she linger—she left directly.

Yu Fan didn’t chase after her. He wasn’t in a hurry; three days was plenty of time for him.

After Qiao Xi left, Ji Niansheng cried, "Hey, you’re clearly just forcing it! Who does things like that?"

"You never said it was forbidden," Yu Fan replied.

"That’s not fair, you’re obviously cheating!"

"Objections are invalid."

"How can you do this!" Ji Niansheng was on the verge of collapse; it seemed his future days would not go smoothly.

Ignoring Ji Niansheng’s breakdown, Yu Fan left straight away.

As soon as Yu Fan got into the car, the door on the other side was pulled open. Xu Jia’er slipped in, playful as ever. "Take me home on the way, will you?"

After closing the door, she called out to the driver, "Uncle Qi, you can drive!"

Aqi was Yu Fan’s driver, about thirty years old, and Xu Jia’er always politely called him Uncle Qi.

"Why are you so well-behaved today?" Yu Fan asked. Usually, she would hang out after school before heading home.

"I’m always home early, okay?" Xu Jia’er replied without a hint of guilt, glancing at him before she couldn’t help but ask, "Cousin, are you really pursuing Qiao Xi?"