Chapter 237: Chapter 237: The School Prince during High School

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“But taking off the mask might bring trouble. Nothing major, nothing we can’t handle. It’s just that it could disrupt our peaceful life, and that’s always annoying.”

“I’m not scared.” Morgan said, “It’s clearly the villains’ fault. Why should you have to hide? They’re the ones who should be ashamed.”

“I’m always growing up.” Morgan patted his chest, “Cindy, I’ll definitely protect you. I won’t hold you back or give them a chance to hurt you through me.” Cindy smiled softly and said, “I will also protect you.”

The little guy suddenly said, “If all else fails, we can ask Uncle Adrian for help. He’ll protect us.”

Cindy was somewhat surprised, “I didn’t realize you trusted him so much. Then why do you always fight with him when you see him?”

“Well, isn’t it because he’s pursuing you? I have to keep an eye out for you and test him.” Otherwise, wouldn’t Cindy, who’s so naive, get easily deceived by Uncle Adrian?

Cindy’s face turned bright red. She had never thought that this little guy would

think Adrian Zhekova was interested in her…

Could it be that everyone thinks so?

Cindy was left embarrassed by Morgan, her hands pinching his soft cheeks.

That being said, the little guy’s face was really soft and pinchable.

Cindy always wanted to pinch his cheeks but could never find a good excuse.

This little guy cared deeply about his image. If you were to touch him without a good reason, be prepared for him to sulk with you.

And he would be the kind not easily appeased.

Now that she finally had this opportunity, how could Cindy let it slip by?

Ignoring the issue about Adrian Zhekova for now, she quickly took advantage of the situation to pinch the little guy’s face.

“Cindy, st…sto…stop shaking (let go of) me!” Morgan’s speech got all mooshy due to Cindy pinching him.

“Cindy.” Suddenly, a somewhat unfamiliar male voice called her.

During her five years in Belfard, Cindy rarely ever interacted with men.

Other than initially working in the restaurant kitchen with many male colleagues, she would occasionally see men when delivering food.

But these were all strangers, people with whom she would have no connection afterwards.

Beyond that, Cindy really hadn’t had much interaction with other men.

Hearing this voice, and that it recognized her, Cindy was surprised.

She let go of Morgan’s face, turned around, and saw a young man in a simple shirt and jeans approaching her with a smile.

She referred to him as a “young man” because she felt he still had the aura of a student about him.

His smile was clean and bright. He didn’t have the maturity and sophistication Adrian Zhekova had.

Not to mention Adrian Zhekova, as very few people possessed his aura.

But even the maturity Sheldon Rowland had, this man did not.

He was cheerful and vibrant.

“So it really is you.” The man stood in front of Cindy and, seeing her confused expression, he didn’t feel awkward.

He pointed to his face and said, “It’s me, Ian Morris.”

“Mor…” Cindy thought for a moment and then realized, “Ian Morris! I can’t believe it’s you!”

Ian Morris had been a heartthrob in her high school, though they were not in the same class.

He was very popular among the girls.

However, Cindy had been too focused on her studies at the time to notice all that, as her goal was to be a chef. Although, as she once told Christy Xenos, even if she wanted to be a chef, she needed to attend college to broaden her horizons, learn more, and have more life experience, which wouldn’t do her any harm..