Chapter 15

Lu Yanzhou: "..."

Even Yang Qingzhou, who was standing by, was unusually silent. 

It took him a while to squeeze out a sentence: "Indeed... Santon Academy doesn't foster idlers."

Damn leopard-print pants! 

How dare you try to seduce a man as solid as Iron Bear!

"Cough, the wound is just a superficial skin injury; it shouldn't have reached the bone. Can you walk? If not, I'll call the infirmary to send over a stretcher."

Yang Qingzhou coughed, struggling to shift his gaze away from the garish pink leopard-print pants stuffed into black socks.

Shi Liao Liao, as the most composed 'man' at the scene and the person involved, slowly pulled down his trouser leg and stood up to move his legs.

"I can walk by myself."

Seeing that she didn't seem to be pretending to be strong, Lu Yanzhou didn't say anything further.

The little manservant looked thin, but after all, he was a man and naturally didn't want to be looked down upon.

[Hehe, later when I'm lying in front of those three idiots, if I don't extort a few million from them today, my last name isn't Shi.]

Lu Yanzhou: "If you can pull that off, my last name isn't Lu."

Just like in TV dramas, after the incident was over, the NPCs who had collectively disappeared finally arrived.

Shi Liao Liao rarely experienced the treatment of a main character.

"Young Master Lu, what happened here? Why are you here?"

Seeing the appearance of the three people, the expression of the attendant immediately became tense.

Many young ladies regretfully vented their anger on those three fools, making it known to everyone that Lu Yanzhou had left early.

"Who just gave you directions?"

Lu Yanzhou seemed to ignore the group of people with panicked faces and instead turned his head to look at Shi Liao Liao.

Shi Liao Liao scanned the crowd and then shook his head: "He's not here."

"The person was dressed as a waiter, not very tall, and I didn't get a clear look at his face."

The head waiter immediately refuted after hearing this: "He couldn't possibly be a waiter, our minimum height requirement for the position is no less than one meter eighty."

A security guard next to him also interjected: "Our security team's minimum height requirement is one meter seventy-eight."

After the two finished speaking, almost everyone realized.

this might not be an accident, but something that had been planned in advance.

"Although the old storage room is no longer open to the public on a daily basis, the key has always been kept safe. We will definitely find out who took the key; we owe an explanation to the Lu family and to you."

The leading supervisor's expression became more serious, and he spoke with a respectful tone.

Lu Yanzhou didn't say anything, but Yang Qingzhou next to him coughed.

The supervisor quickly added: "Of course, that includes you, respected Young Master Yang."

Yang Qingzhou slightly raised his chin, his expression carrying a bit of haughtiness, a far cry from his casual demeanor when he had arrived covered in dust, seeking Shi Liao Liao's help to get back on his feet.

Only then did Shi Liao Liao notice the badge on his chest; he was also an A-level student.

It was rumored that the hierarchy at Saint Dun was strict, which was reflected in the badges worn on the students' clothes. 

Shi Liao Liao didn't have one yet, as new students would only receive their badges during class tomorrow.

Earlier at the banquet, Yang Qingzhou had stayed behind, hiding on the rooftop to catch some air, which allowed him to arrive in time. 

This time when leaving, he simply tossed his car keys to the valet to have it brought around and hitched a ride in Lu Yanzhou's car.

Truth be told, Shi Liao Liao was initially a bit worried whether Yang Qingzhou's burly frame could fit into Young Master Lu's sports car.

The result was obvious; Yang Qingzhou himself was shrinking back.

"I'll drive."

Young Master Lu graciously allowed the injured Shi Liao Liao to sit in the passenger seat.

Shi Liao Liao declined, "Young Master, this isn't proper."

Lu Yanzhou nodded, "Alright, then you drive."

Shi Liao Liao: "…"

[You little rascal, being so polite to us?]

[Do you think it was easy for me? To coax you, I banged my leg till it bled, oh Yanzhou, your heart is so cruel.]

The loudspeaker in his head started up again, and Lu Yanzhou walked around the front of the car toward the driver's seat, his lips curling slightly: "Just kidding."

Shi Liao Liao waved her little fist at his back.

When Yang Qingzhou, who had gotten into the car, looked this way, he quickly resumed his stoic expression.

"Thank you, Young Master."

She expressed her respect very earnestly.

Yang Qingzhou thought to himself that although the long johns were a bit tacky, she was quite a polite child.

Remembering how Lu Yanzhou had ignored him completely in the storeroom and had walked straight towards Shi Liao Liao, he revealed an intriguing expression.

He had thought at the banquet that Lu Yanzhou simply couldn't tolerate his own people being bullied by others.

But upon further thought, it seemed that wasn't the case.

His gaze shifted back and forth between the two of them, and his heart skipped a beat.

No way, Lu Yanzhou! It's one thing to take someone as a subordinate, but this is someone your father sent over. You wouldn't... you wouldn't do that, would you?

He peered out with a face full of horror, meticulously examining the young servant boy's profile under the light inside the car. 

From a distance at the banquet, and with the dim light in the storeroom, he only knew the boy had a pretty good appearance, but now with a closer look—

More than just good!

Isn't he too handsome!?

Shi Liao Liao stared emotionlessly ahead, feeling that the big head beside her showed no sign of moving away, she asked softly, "Young Master Yang, is there something you need?"

Yang Qingzhou had a complex expression: "How can you be so good-looking? I originally thought Lu Yanzhou was the most lacking in masculinity I had ever seen."

The driver, Lu Yanzhou, didn't even glance at him.

"The one you're calling 'the most lacking in masculinity' is quite a bit older than you."

Yang Qingzhou was furious: "Nonsense!!"

Lu Yanzhou didn't speak; the mocking curve on his thin lips was the best response.

Only Shi Liao Liao was greatly surprised.

[My goodness, you can even make risqué jokes.]

Lu Yanzhou: I didn't know how before, but I learned after meeting you.

Yang Qingzhou's male pride was wounded, and he angrily withdrew back into his seat.

Lu Yanzhou could entertain himself with Shi Liao Liao's inner monologue, but Yang Qingzhou couldn't. 

Not long after getting bored, he leaned forward again.

"Hey Xiao Shi, you know what, you do look quite... what's that popular word recently... pure desire?"

"Yes! Pure desire, that's it. You look very pure desire."

Shi Liao Liao's face was expressionless, which made her look pure based on her temperament, but those slightly upturned eyes at the corners somehow seemed enticing.

Lu Yanzhou thought for sure that Pants Guy would get scolded.

But unexpectedly, he didn't hear any inner complaints from Shi Liao Liao, instead, she nodded in agreement on the surface.

"Right."

"I simply want one hundred million yuan, pure and simple."

Yang Qingzhou: "..."

When he returned to the dormitory, there was already a doctor waiting at the door, who respectfully bowed and greeted him with a "Young Master" upon seeing Lu Yanzhou's figure.

It was a doctor from the Lu family.

At Shengton, Class A students could bring their family medical team into the academy, and if it weren't for their equally heavy coursework, the envious looks alone they received walking around would have been enough to drown them.

"Shi Liao Liao has injured her leg, have a look at her."

Lu Yanzhou gave the order, as if he couldn't stand the dust and dirt on himself any longer, and went upstairs to his room to take a shower first.

Shi Liao Liao sat face to face with the doctor, suddenly feeling a bit nervous.

[Maru Maru ah, this doctor shouldn't be so amazing that he can tell my gender just by looking at my leg, right?]