The two of them didn’t have much to talk about. Since they weren’t that familiar with each other, the conversation died out after a few sentences.
As dusk approached, the car came to a steady stop next to the main school gate.
It was currently dinner time, and since it was the weekend, almost all the students chose to head out to find food. Consequently, the flow of people passing through the school gate was much heavier than usual.
Bai Nanxing seemed to think of something; after placing his hand on the door handle, he didn’t move again, appearing as though he had no intention of opening the door and getting out.
Seeing this, Zhou Lin turned sideways, feeling confused, and asked, “Little Junior, we’re already at the school. Aren’t you getting out?”
After hesitating for a long while, Bai Nanxing finally mustered the courage to plead, “Senior Zhou Lin, if I get out now, could you and Senior Mo Leyang… stay in the car for a while before coming down?”
This request sounded a bit like he was being difficult for no reason, but the moment Zhou Lin heard it, he understood what was going on.
He refastened his seatbelt and smiled. “Understood. Then, Little Junior, you go ahead first.”
Having received Zhou Lin’s affirmation, Bai Nanxing turned to look at Mo Leyang. He knew Zhou Lin would agree, but Mo Leyang was a different story.
“Don’t worry, Little Junior. Feel free to get out,” Zhou Lin continued, seeing Bai Nanxing still hesitating. “He won’t get out either, don’t worry.”
After further hesitation, Bai Nanxing only felt completely at ease to open the door and exit after seeing Mo Leyang smile at him.
However, he had barely walked a few steps after getting out when Mo Leyang followed suit and opened the door to descend.
Zhou Lin quickly called out to him, “Wait! What are you doing going down now?”
Mo Leyang replied, “We’re at the school. If I don’t get out, what am I supposed to do sitting inside? Am I bored?”
“But he hasn’t walked far yet!”
“I only promised the Old Master I’d send him back. Whether he has walked far or not has nothing to do with me, does it?”
“Hey, no, didn’t you just promise him you’d wait a bit before getting out? A word spoken by a gentleman cannot be taken back!”
“When did I ever promise him?”
For a moment, Zhou Lin was actually unable to refute him.
The corners of Mo Leyang’s mouth curled up. “Just now, it was you who promised him you wouldn’t get out so quickly. I, however, didn’t say a single word. So, what does this have to do with me?”
Zhou Lin knew Mo Leyang was doing it on purpose, but he couldn’t say anything more. After all, Mo Leyang really hadn’t opened his mouth to agree earlier, so none of it counted.
He could only feel sorry for Bai Nanxing.
The consequence of Mo Leyang following him out was that, that very night, someone took a photo and posted it directly on the school forum.
[Did you guys see that? He got out of a Rolls-Royce.]
[The person behind him looks so familiar. Isn’t that the new department hunk who just transferred to the School of Finance? Oh, wait, the voting has changed—he’s the school hunk now.]
[It really is him! Why though? The guy just transferred here less than two days ago. In the whole school, even people in his own class can’t get his WeChat, yet he’s already hooked up with someone? What kind of ‘vixen arts’ did he learn? He must have done plenty of seducing in private!]
[To the person above, are you new to the school forum? His business has already spread all over C-University. His mother was a mistress who destroyed the family of the Young Master of the Bai family, and she was shameless enough to insist on giving birth to him. People thought he would grow up well, but it turns out he’s just like his mother. He didn’t learn the good things, only the bad—he’s a mistress too, a male ‘mistress’ who sells his ass every day. This time, it goes without saying he was the one who did the seducing. Why hasn’t C-University expelled such a disgusting person yet? Keeping him is simply an insult to C-University!]
[Holy crap, is it really this explosive?!!!]
Within a few hours, the post had already reached ten thousand views, and the number was still frantically rising.
Zhou Lin was a “5G surfing” expert. Before even reaching his dorm, he began scrolling through the forum. When he saw this post, his heart felt a mix of complicated emotions.
It wasn’t that he was upset, but he felt a sense of lament for Bai Nanxing. Furthermore, he felt that the way these people from the school hid in dark corners to spread rumors was far more stomach-turning than the so-called “male mistress” they despised.
“He’s your future sister-in-law, don’t you care at all?”
Mo Leyang had just finished showering and stepped out of the bathroom. His hair was wet, and a towel was draped over his shoulders. Hearing Zhou Lin’s question, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes. “You’re so concerned about him—can I reasonably suspect that you want to replace Mo Yichen and have me call you ‘Big Brother’?”
This was a train of thought Zhou Lin hadn’t considered. “That’s a good reminder. It’s not impossible. Being able to have our Third Young Master Mo call me ‘Brother’ would be a huge amount of face. I could walk sideways in Yancheng from then on. This deal isn’t a loss. You wait—I’ll go talk to your family’s Old Master later and have him arrange a marriage with me, then you’ll call me ‘Brother’.”
Mo Leyang narrowed his eyes. He showed no expression, but his aura already had a murderous impulse. He casually picked up a pillow from the bed and threw it directly at Zhou Lin.
This time Zhou Lin reacted, his body quickly leaning to the side, and the pillow hit the floor.
“It was just a joke, was that necessary? You actually tried to kill me with a pillow!”
“If it could kill you, then I’d buy out the factory that made it and let it continue to flourish.”
Zhou Lin sighed, then clicked on the forum interface and held it up for him to see. “Your future sister-in-law is quite popular at school. The people spreading rumors could form a line from the school to the other side of the Atlantic. You did that on purpose just now, didn’t you?”
Mo Leyang smiled and said nothing.
He wasn’t just doing it on purpose; he was doing it intentionally.
Zhou Lin couldn’t be bothered to say more and continued scrolling down.
[You think this is explosive? It seems the person above really is new. Let me tell you something even more explosive. Do you know why he has so many whip scars on his body? Those who know, know.]
[Whip scars on his body? What’s wrong with having whip scars?]
[If someone else had whip scars, it would be nothing, but he’s different. A friend of mine saw him at a bar—he works there. Do you know what S.M. tendencies are? I bet he’s one of them. Those whip scars on his body must have been caused by playing with those perverts.]
[!!! This… this is too explosive! He looks so pure, I didn’t expect him to play so wildly behind the scenes!!!]
[Otherwise, why do you think he always wears long-sleeved clothes? If he didn’t, he would have lost face long ago!]
Zhou Lin hadn’t noticed anything special about the way Bai Nanxing dressed. It was just normal clothing—at most, he lacked taste, and the clothes looked a bit cheap, like products from a holiday clearance sale at a mall. He had never thought of it that way.
Now that it was mentioned, he felt quite curious.
“The matter about the whip scars on his body—did you know?” Zhou Lin asked suddenly.
But thinking carefully, there was something very wrong with that question. Bai Nanxing was Mo Yichen’s future partner. If anyone should know about such things, it would be Mo Yichen. Why was he asking Mo Leyang?
It wasn’t as if Mo Leyang was the type to think “the sister-in-law is better to play with.”
He immediately hit the brakes after speaking. “I should go ask your older brother about this instead. He’d probably want to hit me.”
Mo Leyang recalled the scene he saw in the car and asked, rare for him, “What does it say on there?”
Zhou Lin said, “What else could they say? Just that his private life is messy. I wonder if your brother knows. If not, your future little sister-in-law is going to be in for a rough time.”
Zhou Lin wasn’t clear about other situations, but he knew Mo Yichen had an “emotional germaphobia.” Likely influenced by his parents’ divorce, Mo Yichen’s requirements for relationships were exceptionally harsh: either he wouldn’t date at all, or the other party had to remain pure for him.
It sounded somewhat unreasonable, and many people probably couldn’t stand it. However, the status of the Mo family heir was right there. Even with unreasonable demands, there were people lining up behind him; he was never short of partners.
If this matter regarding Bai Nanxing were true, even if the marriage was an alliance, Mo Yichen would likely be furious because of it. By then, Bai Nanxing’s good days would probably be over.
“By the way, doesn’t your brother have a lover? I really didn’t expect him to agree to the marriage alliance with Bai Nanxing.” Zhou Lin’s mind whirred as he said, “Could it be that he’s doing it on purpose to show you?”
Mo Leyang’s hand wiping his hair suddenly stopped. This was a direction he hadn’t considered.
“If your brother is intentionally finding someone to put on an act for you, then his agreement to marry into the Bai family makes sense.”
Zhou Lin asked, “Do you want to investigate further?”
Just as Mo Leyang was about to say something, the dormitory door was opened.
It was the other two roommates returning from hanging out outside.
The moment they saw Mo Leyang, the two roommates showed strange looks, the meaning in their eyes couldn’t be more obvious.
However, Mo Leyang and Zhou Lin had always turned a blind eye to such things, never giving them a second glance, and would even ignore them directly.
But perhaps because Mo Leyang had snatched away a boyfriend or girlfriend of theirs, seeing that Mo Leyang was ignoring them, the two of them got even more riled up. They began looking for trouble on purpose. After returning to their own seats, they started speaking with sarcasm.
“A male mistress selling his ass is disgusting enough, but there are actually people rushing to want a piece of trash that has been ridden by a thousand and slept with by ten thousand. It’s simply ‘Disgusting’s mother opening the door for Disgusting’—disgusting to the extreme.”
“Exactly. He looks so abstinent, yet who knew he played so wildly in secret. Tsk tsk tsk, you really can’t judge a book by its cover.”
“No, it’s probably our fault for having too high a moral standard for ourselves. If it were a bit lower, maybe we wouldn’t feel so uncomfortable looking at it.”
“True. Who told us we could never learn that set of tricks?”
These sarcastic words were just short of naming names. Zhou Lin found it boring; if it were anyone else, he’d let it go, but since the person they were talking about was Mo Leyang, he couldn’t act as if he hadn’t heard.
“I say, you guys better accumulate some virtue with your mouths. Be careful of it bouncing back on you, you rotten-mouthed idiots.”
The two roommates had always been very unhappy with Zhou Lin and Mo Leyang. The reason was simple: since Mo Leyang and Zhou Lin arrived, they had even less of a chance to pursue the people they liked. But they couldn’t be mean to those people because it wasn’t their fault, so they could only take out their frustration on Zhou Lin and Mo Leyang.
But what the two didn’t know was that the identities of Zhou Lin and Mo Leyang were not something they could afford to offend at all.