Lu Yanzhou: “…”
Even Yang Qingzhou beside him fell into rare silence, only managing to utter after a long pause: “Indeed… Saint Dun Academy doesn’t keep idle people.”
Damn autumn pants! How dare they try to seduce a man as sturdy as an iron bear!
“Ahem… The wound is just superficial, shouldn’t have reached the bone. Can you walk? If not, I’ll call the infirmary to bring a stretcher.”
Yang Qingzhou coughed, forcing his gaze away from the bright pink leopard-print autumn pants stuffed into black socks with difficulty.
As the calmest ‘man’ present and the person involved, Shi Liaoliao unhurriedly pulled down her pant leg, stood up, and moved her leg around.
“I can walk myself.”
Seeing she didn’t seem to be forcing herself, Lu Yanzhou said nothing more.
The little manservant looked thin, but was after all a man, naturally not wanting to be looked down upon.
[Hehe, later I’ll lie down next to those three idiots. If I don’t extort a few million today, I won’t be surnamed Shi]
Lu Yanzhou: “……” If you succeed, I won’t be surnamed Lu.
…
Just like in TV dramas, after the incident concluded, the NPCs who had collectively disappeared finally arrived.
Shi Liaoliao rarely experienced the treatment of a protagonist.
“Young Master Lu, what happened here? Why are you here?”
Upon seeing the state of the three, the waiter’s expression instantly tensed.
Many ladies had regretfully vented their anger on those three fools, making it known to everyone that Lu Yanzhou had left early.
“Who pointed you the way earlier.”
Lu Yanzhou seemed to ignore the panicked crowd, instead turning to look at Shi Liaoliao beside him.
Shi Liaoliao scanned the area, then shook her head: “He’s not here.”
“That person was wearing a waiter’s uniform, not very tall, didn’t get a clear look at his face.”
The head waiter immediately denied upon hearing this: “He couldn’t have been a waiter. Our position requires a minimum height of 180cm.”
A security guard nearby chimed in: “Our security team’s minimum height requirement is 178cm.”
After both spoke, almost everyone realized…
This might not have been an accident, but premeditated.
“Although the old storage room is usually closed to the public, the key has always been kept securely. We will definitely investigate who took the key and give the Lu family and you an explanation for this matter.”
The head steward’s expression grew more serious, his tone respectful.
Lu Yanzhou remained silent, while Yang Qingzhou beside him coughed.
The head steward quickly added: “Of course, and you as well, respected Young Master Yang.”
Yang Qingzhou slightly lifted his chin, his expression carrying a hint of noble pride, completely unlike the casual, straightforward manner he had when covered in dust running over to help Shi Liaoliao earlier.
Only then did Shi Liaoliao notice the badge on his chest—he was also an A-grade student.
Rumors said Saint Dunstan had strict hierarchies, specifically reflected in the badges students wore on their uniforms. Shi Liaoliao didn’t have one yet; new students’ badges would be officially issued tomorrow during class.
…
Earlier at the banquet, Yang Qingzhou hadn’t left, hiding on the rooftop to catch some breeze, which allowed him to arrive promptly. This time when leaving, he directly tossed his car keys to the valet to have it driven back, hitching a ride in Lu Yanzhou’s car instead.
Honestly, Shi Liaoliao had initially worried whether his burly frame could fit into Young Master Lu’s supercar.
The result was obvious—Yang Qingzhou knew how to hunch his shoulders.
“I’ll drive.”
Young Master Lu showed a touch of humanity by letting the injured Shi Liaoliao sit in the passenger seat.
Shi Liaoliao declined: “Young Master, this isn’t proper.”
Lu Yanzhou nodded: “Alright, then you drive.”
Shi Liaoliao: “…”
[You little brat, being polite with me, huh?]
[Is it easy for me? To coax you, I scraped my leg and it’s bleeding, oh oh oh, Yanzhou, you have such a cruel heart oh oh oh]
The loudspeaker in his head started up again. Lu Yanzhou walked around the front of the car toward the driver’s seat, a slight smile curling at the corner of his lips: “Just teasing you.”
Shi Liaoliao, facing his back, waved her little fist.
When Yang Qingzhou, who had already gotten in, looked over, she quickly resumed her expressionless demeanor.
“Thank you, Young Master.”
She said with great respect.
Yang Qingzhou thought that although the autumn pants were a bit flashy, this kid was quite polite.
Recalling how Lu Yanzhou in the storage room didn’t even glance at him and walked straight toward Shi Liaoliao, he revealed a meaningful expression.
At the banquet earlier, he had only thought Lu Yanzhou couldn’t tolerate his own people being bullied by outsiders.
But thinking more carefully, it seemed not quite like that…
His gaze shifted between the two of them, and his heart skipped a beat.
Could it be, Lu Yanzhou! Taking someone as a subordinate is fine, but this is someone your father sent over, you wouldn’t… wouldn’t do that, right?
His face filled with alarm as he leaned forward, using the car’s interior light to scrutinize the little manservant’s profile closely.
At the banquet, he was far away, and the storage room was dimly lit; he only knew it was a fairly handsome youth, but looking carefully now—
More than just fairly handsome!
Way too good-looking!
Shi Liaoliao stared straight ahead expressionlessly, sensing that the big head beside her hadn’t retreated yet, she softly asked: “Young Master Yang, is there something?”
Yang Qingzhou’s expression was complicated: “How come you’re so good-looking? I originally thought Lu Yanzhou was the least masculine-looking person I’d ever seen.”
Lu Yanzhou, driving, didn’t even glance at him.
“The ‘least masculine-looking’ you mentioned is quite older than you.”
Yang Qingzhou angrily exclaimed: “Bullshit!!”
Lu Yanzhou didn’t speak; the mocking curve at the edge of his thin lips was the best reply.
Only Shi Liaoliao was astonished.
[Oh my beans, you can even make dirty jokes]
Lu Yanzhou: Didn’t before, learned after meeting you
Yang Qingzhou, wounded in his manly dignity, angrily retreated back.
Lu Yanzhou could listen to Shi Liaoliao’s monologues to pass the time, but Yang Qingzhou couldn’t; bored after a short while, he leaned forward again.
“Hey, Little Shi, you know, you look quite… that thing… the word that was popular recently… pure and seductive?”
“Right! Pure and seductive, you’re quite pure and seductive.”
When Shi Liaoliao’s face was expressionless, her aura could be called pure, but when those slightly upturned eyes glanced over, they were inexplicably captivating.
Lu Yanzhou thought pants brother would definitely get scolded.
But unexpectedly, he didn’t hear Shi Liaoliao’s inner complaint, instead she nodded in agreement on the surface.
“Right.”
“I purely want one billion RMB, both pure and seductive.”
Yang Qingzhou: “…”
Back at the dormitory, a doctor was already waiting at the door. Seeing Lu Yanzhou’s figure, he respectfully bowed and called out “Young Master.”
It was the Lu family’s doctor.
At Saint Dunstan, A-level students could bring their family medical teams into the academy. If not for their equally heavy academic workload, just the envious looks they received while walking around would be enough to drown them.
“Shi Liaoliao’s leg is injured. Take a look at it.”
Lu Yanzhou gave the order, then, as if unable to bear the dust and grime on his body any longer, headed upstairs first to take a shower in his room.
Shi Liaoliao sat face-to-face with the doctor, suddenly feeling a bit nervous.
[Wanwan, this doctor shouldn’t be so skilled that he can determine my gender just by looking at my leg, right?]