The next day, Lu Yinghan’s school uniform arrived in her hands. She changed into it in the school restroom.
She went to the principal’s office to pick up her textbooks, then headed to the classroom.
She had walked to school on her own that morning as well.
Lu Jiansen had already left for the company early.
Under Butler Liu’s worried gaze, Lu Yinghan walked toward the bus stop.
When she got off the bus, some of her classmates were also just getting off at the entrance.
This further confirmed that Lu Yinghan was just a child from an ordinary family.
The atmosphere in class today was even more subtle.
Having witnessed Lu Yinghan getting on the bus yesterday, some kids in the class turned their heads to look at her an absurd number of times during a single lesson.
Their frequent head-turning made Xie Chengsheng, who sat in the front, irritated.
He looked up and shot a fierce glare at those people.
The stares directed at Lu Yinghan disappeared instantly.
“Thank you…”
“Tsk, no need.”
…
Well then. Lu Yinghan pursed her lips and shrugged, ignoring Xie Chengsheng’s attitude.
At least he had helped her, that was true.
Today passed fairly peacefully. The shock of Lu Yinghan taking the bus had diminished compared to yesterday.
She walked quietly to the front door of her home, only to find two cars parked there.
Out of reflex, Lu Yinghan hid behind a tree, secretly watching what was happening at the entrance.
The people getting out of the cars—besides Lu Jiansen returning from work—were from the other vehicle.
It was the second son of the Lu family.
The boss of a leading entertainment company.
A successful man at just 24 years old.
Lu Xu.
His fashionable attire made it obvious at a glance that he was a trendy, cool guy.
His black sunglasses gave him a roguish charm.
“Brother Xu!!”
The villa’s front door swung open.
Lu Xuanyao ran over excitedly to Lu Xu.
Lu Xu immediately took off his sunglasses, bent down, and looked at his little sister running toward him with a delighted, doting expression.
“Yaoyao~ Brother Xu is back!”
He hugged the little dumpling tightly and took a deep breath of her milky scent.
“Hahaha! Brother Xu, that tickles!”
Lu Xuanyao giggled, squirming away from Lu Xu’s nuzzling.
“Alright, let’s go inside. Don’t make a scene at the door.”
Lu Jiansen smiled—a rare sight—and stepped forward to ruffle Yaoyao’s soft hair.
The two went inside, and the door was shut heavily behind them. The two cars drove straight into the garage and didn’t come back out.
They completely forgot that there was still a Lu Yinghan.
Lu Yinghan, hiding behind the tree, quietly stepped out.
She stood there, torn over whether to go in.
Just as she was still deliberating whether to enter the house, the front door opened again.
Butler Liu walked out, looking around with a slightly anxious expression.
“Grandpa Butler!”
The heavy stone in her heart instantly dropped.
Lu Yinghan trotted over to Butler Liu.
“Oh my! Miss! You’re finally back! I saw you hadn’t returned yet, so I came out to check.”
Butler Liu caught Lu Yinghan as she ran over, feeling much more at ease.
He had clearly seen the affectionate scene of the young miss and the two young masters together inside just moments ago.
The young miss had jumped out as soon as he came out.
She must have been back for a while.
But she hadn’t rushed forward to seek the two young masters’ attention like she used to.
“Miss, tonight’s dinner…”
“Grandpa Butler, if they don’t ask for me, just bring it to my room.”
Lu Yinghan lifted her little head and smiled warmly.
“Alright, Miss.”
Butler Liu had already adopted a laid-back attitude by now.
He nodded in acknowledgment.
Lu Yinghan returned to her room, took out her homework from her backpack, and began writing earnestly.
After dinner, she continued to work diligently on her assignments.
Lu Yinghan, fully focused, was startled by the sudden opening of her door.
“Huh? Sister? What are you doing here?”
Lu Xuanyao was wearing a pristine princess dress, the price tag still attached.
It was clearly a new outfit Lu Xu had bought her.
Lu Xuanyao had probably found her room by pure coincidence.
“Um, I’m doing homework.”
Lu Xuanyao didn’t understand what homework was.
But she knew one thing—she had her eye on the pen in Lu Yinghan’s hand, and the homework paper too.
She walked into Lu Yinghan’s room and leaned in close to her.
Her eyes stared fixedly at the pen in her hand.
“Sister, what is this?”
“This is a mechanical pencil. It’s very dangerous—you can’t touch it.”
The tip of this mechanical pencil was sharper than an ordinary one.
Lu Yinghan moved Lu Xuanyao away from the mechanical pencil.
Seeing the pen move out of her reach.
Lu Xuanyao pouted unhappily, then shifted her attention to Lu Yinghan’s homework notebook.
“Sister, what is this thing called?”
“This is a homework notebook.”
“Oh, sister, can I take a look at this notebook?”
Lu Yinghan nodded and handed the notebook to Lu Xuanyao.
“Wow~”
Lu Xuanyao couldn’t read it, but that didn’t mean she didn’t like it.
This kind of notebook was completely different from the ones Daddy bought her.
“Sister, I really like this! Can you give it to me?”
“Yaoyao, I can give you anything else, but not this one. This is my school homework…”
Lu Yinghan stepped forward awkwardly, trying to take her homework notebook back from Lu Xuanyao’s hands.
Lu Xuanyao bolted out of her room like a runaway wild horse.
Lu Yinghan’s brows furrowed tightly in an instant.
She immediately jumped down from her chair and chased after Lu Xuanyao.
A brilliant smile spread across Lu Xuanyao’s face—the look of someone who had just claimed her prize.
But how could her little short legs possibly outrun Lu Yinghan?
Lu Yinghan quickly caught up from behind and blocked her path.
“Yaoyao, be good. Give that back to sister.”
What a bizarre interest.
Of all things to like, she had to like homework notebooks?
“No! I got it! It’s mine now!”
Lu Xuanyao hugged the notebook—still a bit too big for her—tight against her chest, curling her body to keep Lu Yinghan from touching it.
But Lu Yinghan still managed to grab the edge of the notebook through the gap.
The two began a tug-of-war over the notebook in the hallway…
“Mm~ mm! It’s, it’s mine!!”
Lu Xuanyao was on the verge of tears, her voice filled with defiant protests.
“Yaoyao, be good!! Give it back to sister!”
Lu Yinghan didn’t dare use too much force, only slowly pulling it out of her hands bit by bit.
When the notebook was finally pulled free from Lu Xuanyao’s embrace,
The little milk bun plopped straight down onto the floor.
She didn’t get what she wanted.
And what’s more, it had been taken from her arms and returned to her sister’s side.
Lu Xuanyao burst into aggrieved tears.
As loud as she could possibly cry.
Her wails echoed throughout the entire villa.
“Yaoyao!!”
He Shu and Lu Xu both rushed out immediately.
Following the sound, they arrived at the hallway.
He Shu picked up Lu Xuanyao with heartache, gently stroking her head as she held her close.
“What’s wrong, Yaoyao? Huh? Don’t cry, don’t cry! Tell Mommy! What happened!”
Lu Xuanyao was crying so hard she was gasping for air.
Sobbing with reddened eyes, she pointed at Lu Yinghan with a pitiful, aggrieved expression.
“Si… sister…”
Only then did the two notice that Lu Yinghan was standing there across from them.
Before Lu Xuanyao could even finish speaking,
He Shu glared fiercely at Lu Yinghan.
“What did you do! What did you do to your sister!! Do you even have a conscience?!”