Transmigrating into a Big Villain in the Book

Chapter 100: Si Yuhan Is Angry

Translator: Stom in a Teacup

As he found that Ke Ruan’s words were sincere without impatience or unwillingness, he breathed a sigh of relief.

“I have reported to His Majesty. Your highness is allowed to go to court.”

So… there was no room for him to choose.

“I got it.”

Lin Qingye thought for a moment and explained, “Forgive me. I have acted on my own.”

Ke Ruan shook his head. “How could I? I know General Lin did it for my interest.”

Lin Qingye’s face was obviously lit up.

Si Yuhan, who always sticked with Ke Ruan at night, did not show up in his room today, which made him tense up.

Si Yuhan was his God, who took charge of his life and death, body and mind. Almost immediately, Ke Ruan knocked on his door. Naturally, he had to find an excuse and he would not come empty-handed.

Hearing the knock on the door, Si Yuhan clenched the glass bead in his hand and his dark eyes fell on the door, with no intention to open it.

The knock seemed to stop. Si Yuhan frowned and a hint of agitation rose up in his eyes. Why couldn’t he knock a few more times? So impatient!

Not hearing any more knock on the door, Si Yuhan immediately stood up.

Before he stepped forward, Ke Ruan’s unique voice came from outside the door, carefully trying to please him, “Little Han, are you asleep?”

Si Yuhan said, “No!”

Not asleep but not wanting to open the door for him, Ke Ruan subconsciously wanted to touch his nose, but with hands occupied, he just sighed, “Can you open the door for me?”

Si Yuhan sat down again and said in a distant tone, “It’s too late. What’s the matter with Your Highness?”

As Ke Ruan had been trying to please the male lead for so long, he had already grasped the up and down of the little guy’s emotions. He must have been angry, therefore he was in no position to leave.

But… he didn’t understand why he was suddenly pissed off.

“Little Han, I got you a bowl of wonton. Do you want to try it?”

Wonton?

Under the long eyelashes, Si Yuhan’s dark eyes moved.

“Little Han?”

Si Yuhan got up and walked to the door, his hand on the door. Just as he was about to open the door, he stopped again. He frowned and scolded himself for being useless. How could he got soft-hearted for a bowl of wonton?

“Little Han, are you tired?” After a long time, though Ke Ruan had not been impatient, he knew that after all, Si Yuhan had been training hard these past few days, it was not unreasonable for him to rest early.

“Then, next time…” Before he could finish, the door suddenly opened, revealing Si Yuhan’s angry face.

Ke Ruan was stunned, then he smiled. This little guy was really pissed off, but… his EQ wasn’t so low as to ask why he was angry.

At this moment, he’d better say something nice to coax him.

Ke Ruan walked to the table and put the wonton on it. Without saying anything, he closed the door and gently held his little hands.

The soft little hands, which were much more smooth and tender, were not as rough as they were initially. Ke Ruan was somewhat gratified, “Come, sit down and have a taste.”

Si Yuhan met Ke Ruan’s bright eyes and couldn’t refuse at all.

He picked up his chopsticks and put wonton into his mouth under Ke Ruan’s gaze.

The wonton wasn’t as dry and hard as the ones he had eaten before. Instead, it was sticky, and the filling had a very special taste.