Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 117: Dog Eat Dog

Chapter 117: Chapter 117: Dog Eat Dog

Yun Yue didn’t join them to stir up excitement, her cuffs rolled to her wrists as she strolled into the school gate.

"Get me a cup! Add extra sugar!"

"Got it, boss!"

Yang Xing waved his hand and ran directly to the milk tea shop to order a cup of full-sugar milk tea. He even specifically asked the owner to add more sugar and inquired about their favored flavors.

Lin Xuanze stared at the milk tea, his grandma didn’t allow him to eat sugar at home and he was quite well-behaved that he hadn’t seen him eat any, the passion for eating crazily at school though!

Had these months almost driven him mad?

Yang Xing sent a message to Gu Yue, asking if he wanted him to bring milk tea; without lifting his head, he said, "Boss, get two more warm cups."

The group then hooked arms and walked away from the milk tea shop.

"Young Master Gu, here’s your milk tea. Speaking of which, you bought another for Shen Xuan, huh? Seems like she has changed a lot after the holiday, becoming colder, but her piano playing has improved a lot."

Yang Xing sipped the milk tea, looking at the person doing the exercise with coolness in his gaze.

Shen Xuan’s coldness was different from the boss’ coldness. Shen Xuan was like sitting up high beyond our reach, but the boss had a bone-deep arrogance and swagger, the ’I’m the coolest’ type of demeanor.

He had listened to her practicing piano yesterday. It goes without saying that her playing was very good, much improved from a few months ago.

"Uh-huh." Gu Yue responded softly, carrying a cup of milk tea as he walked outside.

"Where did the boss go?" Yang Xing asked looking at Yun Yue’s seat.

Zhang Ziyue had been in the classroom the whole time and didn’t go out. With two more months until graduation, she planned to sprint one last time. Yun Yue gave her intensified exercises and now she could solve drafts without even needing to.

He shook his head in response, "Don’t know, probably went to the restroom."

Yang Xing nodded, placed the milk tea on her desk, and thoughtfully wrote a sticky note.

At this moment, Shen Xuan was not in class one, so Gu Yue placed the milk tea on her seat and then left.

Several girls in class one whispered among themselves; everyone could see that Shen Xuan didn’t seem as enthusiastic towards Gu Yue as before.

Previously, they would dine together every day, but now Shen Xuan was noticeably colder.

Though Shen Xuan had a good family background, good looks, skills, and even relatives in Beijing, Gu Yue, despite his good looks and academic performance, came from a lesser family. If it were them, they wouldn’t choose someone like Gu Yue either.

Psychological consulting room.

"Don’t be nervous, relax," Xiao Chen spoke in his white coat as he sat at the desk, looking down at the documents in his hand.

The girl sitting in front of him anxiously gripped her pants, her eyes shyness of her youthful age as she stared at Xiao Chen.

"You’re normally fine, it’s just the pressure is too much..."

The girl’s eyes remained fixedly on him, incessantly nodding, her mask concealing her reddening face, though her breathing seemed a bit strained. Finally, with three reluctant glances back, she walked out of the office.

Feng Ye sat on the sofa with a slight smile, Master Chen might have been wearing a mask, but his charm was boundless, these young girls couldn’t resist the allure of a 25-year-old man.

His collar was unbuttoned to expose three buttons, revealing an attractive collarbone and an appealing Adam’s apple, his sleeves rolled up a few turns, revealing strong wrist muscles, his fingers long and his knuckles clear, his peach blossom eyes carrying a cold nobility.

This look was what sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls loved the most.

He sat flirtatiously on the sofa, chatting with his sister.

"Master Chen, once you’re done with this period, you might have to return, Beijing has noticed you; staying in Lan City all this time, those uninformed might think you’re plotting something big."

They weren’t too worried, just apprehensive that investigations might reach the naive youngsters. Beijing’s people were ruthless, devouring without a trace, fearing they would harm the youngster.

"I am plotting something big, a significant life event," Xiao Chen responded with a chilly yet serious demeanor.

He had intended to accompany the child until her university entrance exam, but if those people traced it to her, it might affect her.

"Damn! You admitted it, you admitted it!" Feng Ye stood up and teased him with raised eyebrows and squinted eyes.

Xiao Chen glanced at him, his profound black eyes inscrutable, he raised an eyebrow, "Admitted what?"

He stroked his chin in deep thought, "The kid is 17 now, rewind five years and she was still in middle school. Do you have a thing for kids?"

"... "

No wonder he wasn’t impressed by any of the noble ladies in Beijing; apparently, he had issues.

"I think you’re the one with issues. Should I cure you, hmm?"

Feng Ye felt a chill run down his spine; that voice was too seductive. He gave a forced laugh, "No need, I’m not sick."

**

Right now, Yun Yue was sitting on the toilet making a phone call, her slender fingers holding the phone, casually hooking the earpiece around her mouth, her eyebrows arching.

"Why are you not taking orders again? This one is priced quite high!" Wu Yi couldn’t deal with her; she never played by the rules, and it hadn’t been long.

"No time, I have college entrance exams."

"Cough cough cough!" Wu Yi was eating, and he almost choked, eyes bulging, "What kind of joke is this? You’re taking college entrance exams? With your skills, Fortune 500 companies are fighting over you!"

"You’re only 18?!"

The voice on the other side was loud, and through the screen, Yun Yue could guess his expression.

She squinted her eyes, her lips slightly moved, her voice lazy, "Not really, I’m just 17, not yet 18."

"Really?"

He seemed to have discovered shocking news; the crownless king of Hacker World "Y" was actually a 17-year-old high schooler?

How old was she when she broke through their Hacker Alliance’s defenses?

5 years old?!

5! Years! Old!

He suddenly felt he was supporting a bunch of incompetents.

Not even as good as a kid.

"Mm." Her voice lifted, lazy.

"Hold on, I think I’m having an asthma attack, ambulance..."

"..."

The noise on the other end was loud; confused, she ended the call.

She took off her headset and heard a crying voice from the next toilet stall; she raised her eyebrows, her phone buzzed with a new message, so she replied. Then from outside the bathroom door came a woman’s voice.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, being bullied doesn’t feel good, huh? Look at you, all disheveled, but you still dare not make a sound, who told you your family isn’t as rich as Yang Xing’s? You only ever pick on the poor kids."

Zhao Min leaned against the bathroom door, arms crossed, a mocking smile on her face.

Just now, she had clearly seen Liang Qian being dragged away by someone from class seven; she was so scared her face turned pale, her hair messy, and she rushed into school in a panic.

She had captured that moment on her phone.

The person in the toilet didn’t speak; after a while, the door opened, and Liang Qian emerged wearing a mask, her evil, bloodshot eyes glaring at her.

"What are you so proud of? We’re in the same boat. How is your family any better than mine! Don’t think I don’t know about the things you usually do."

"So what if you know? Do you have evidence? But, I just snapped a grotesque photo of you. Want me to post it on the school forum? It might help you vent some anger. Although Yang Xing’s family has money, they can’t fight off so many mouths. You’re the victim in this situation, everyone will surely stand by your side." Zhao Min shook her phone in her hand, smiling triumphantly.

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