Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 238 Brother Will Help You Carry

Chapter 238: Chapter 238 Brother Will Help You Carry

Wei Guohang’s expression remained unchanged as he lightly sipped his tea and slowly said, "Probably about seven or eight years ago."

"Why doesn’t Young Master Xiao ask her directly?"

He looked up, his gaze turning towards the man on the sofa, who emanated an air of distinguished, cold pride.

Knowing Yun Yue was associated with Golden Net, he should have known she was no ordinary person.

He believed that Yun Yue definitely did not know that he had come to inquire about her.

Feng Ye sat silently by the side. He had seen the feisty kid’s school records; the household was registered in Rock Village, but he could not fathom what Master Chen wanted to know about the feisty kid.

...

Assistant Zhang sat in the office outside but was constantly vigilant of the mayor’s office.

He had never seen anyone with such a commanding presence, and what’s more, the man was quite young, his aura even more imposing than the mayor’s. Could he be an influential figure from Beijing?

With these thoughts, he only heard the squeak of the office door swinging open, and a long, upright figure of noble and cold arrogance walked out from inside. He respectfully stood up and watched him leave.

It was not until the two had disappeared around the corner that he withdrew his gaze.

"Mayor," he respectfully addressed Wei Guohang, whose expression was complex.

Wei Guohang, carrying his briefcase, walked towards the exit, "I’m off work."

"Now?" Assistant Zhang looked at him—it was only 7:30 PM, and he usually did not leave until after 8 PM.

Wei Guohang did not reply. He followed quickly, still not knowing what that person had discussed with the mayor, face stern and inherently imposing.

Back at home, Wei Guohang went straight to his study, which even caught He Minzhen off guard.

"Assistant Zhang, why have you returned so early today?" He Minzhen looked up towards the direction of the study.

"There were two men visiting the mayor; one had a powerful presence, and the other seemed no less competent. They talked for about ten minutes, and after they left, the mayor returned." Assistant Zhang looked upstairs towards the study.

He Minzhen did not ask any further, feeling she already had a guess as to who those two were.

Inside the room, Wei Guohang sat in his office chair and called Yun Yue, revealing everything to her in detail.

He did not know whether Xiao Chen was just curious or investigating something, but he felt it was necessary for her to know.

"Master Chen, why are you suddenly inquiring about the feisty kid? If she finds out, she’s definitely going to be upset," Feng Ye said, secretly observing his expression through the rearview mirror.

"It’s just a doubt in my mind," Xiao Chen replied, a dark and complex light flashing in his deep black eyes, his right hand marked by distinct knuckles held a cigarette.

He didn’t smoke it, just held it, the faint, dim glow of the ember flickering.

Feng Ye, sensing the mood, did not probe further, but his curiosity grew. All the questions Master Chen had asked were about the feisty kid; with their resources, it shouldn’t be hard to investigate, he wondered why he had instead gone to ask Wei Guohang.

Hospital.

"Miss Yun, you should be able to leave the hospital tomorrow, right?" Xiao Feng cleaned up after dinner and asked while they ate together.

With the laboratory’s medication, such minor injuries were no longer an issue.

"Yeah, why?" She propped her face with her pale, cold wrist, her lifted eyes wild in nature.

"Just checking," Xiao Feng smiled appeasingly, "From now on, I’ll take care of your three meals a day at school, so you don’t have to eat at the cafeteria."

"That’s fine, your cooking isn’t bad."

She agreed without any hesitation, finding the food quite to her taste.

"Feng Ye mentioned you are a member of Golden Net?"

His gaze landed on her slender, cold white wrist, finding it hard to believe that such a thin and high school-aged girl could be a member of Golden Net.

So, the claims that the youngest member of Golden Net is 17 years old must be referring to her, right?

"Yep," she casually admitted, "Does it not seem like it?"

"It does," Xiao Feng opened his mouth.

The socially adept sister, representing the toughest of high school students.

Yun Yue was cracking caramel-flavored melon seeds, watching a spy drama. The scenes were intense and gripping. Spitting out the seed shells, she glanced at the person next to her, "You want to join?"

"?! "Xiao Feng couldn’t believe it and nervously said, "Can I?"

Shock and joy filled his heart. If he joined Golden Net, wouldn’t he stop worrying about not having enough points?

Her lips curled up in a playful smile, "Beat me, and you can join directly, plus you’ll get the platinum membership treatment."

Xiao Feng, "... are you sure you’re not joking?"

She did have some skills. At the beginning of the school year, she had fought with some vocational school students and had even been featured on the First Middle School forum. She was indeed brave.

He had also undergone special training, and a single punch could send her slim body flying. Wouldn’t defeating her be a piece of cake?

Moreover, platinum membership seemed to be available only to the top ten members on the Golden Net leaderboard and required approval from Other Shore Flower. She didn’t have that kind of authority!

Yun Yue turned her head, her eyebrows raised with a faint smile, "Do you think I’m joking?"

Xiao Feng, "..."

Now I think you’re even more joking.</p.

He tactfully closed his mouth, not asking any further, afraid of embarrassing her.

Yun Yue didn’t speak further either, focusing on eating seeds and watching the TV drama.

Sister Li happened to be in the hospital, and Liu Lanfang had gone to visit her; she should be able to leave the hospital in about a month.

The next day, Lin Xiang and others came to pick her up from the hospital. Yun Zhonghai still seemed invisible to Yun Yue.

"Yueyue, do you want to go to classes tomorrow, or rest at home?" Lin Xiang sat in the passenger seat because her arm was injured, and she didn’t sit in the back, fearing she might accidentally touch her wound.

She lowered her eyes, her drooping eyelashes covering her eyelids, her voice lazy, "I’ll go to class. It’s boring at home."

"Okay." Lin Xiang nodded in agreement, "By the way, Mr. Xiao sent over a lot of tonics and food to our house yesterday. They looked too valuable, and the man insisted on giving them, so I accepted them. We should invite him over for dinner someday to thank him properly."

Lin Xiang felt he didn’t seem to be short on money. Those supplements weren’t cheap. It wouldn’t look good to give something cheaper, and ordinary households didn’t need them. She had been fretting over this for the past two days.

Yun Yue nodded, "Just keep them. There’s no need for a return gift. Having dinner should suffice."

Liu Lanfang glanced at her, thinking she had quite the thick skin, wondering who she learned it from.

**

The next morning.

Lin Xuan Ze was sitting in the dining room having breakfast.

Yun Yue walked downstairs with drooping eyelids, her slippers making a "clack clack" sound as she walked, her stance both slumped and swaggering.

She stared at the sumptuous breakfast for a moment, then pulled up a chair and sat down, nonchalantly propping her chin with her cold white hand and beginning to eat, her leg cockily propped up.

The buns were still warm, and the soy milk was sickeningly sweet. Did he wake up this early?

After eating, the driver took them both to school.

There seemed to be more people at First Middle School this morning. She raised an eyebrow as she looked at the boys and girls in their school uniforms.

Lin Xuan Ze glanced at her and explained, "The first and second years started school yesterday."

As they got out of the car, she grabbed her backpack and headed inside.

Students from the first and second years saw her and consciously cleared a path for her.

Countless gazes fell on Yun Yue.

The girl’s face showed no expression, her hat brim pulled low. One hand in her pocket and the other carrying her bag, she walked into the school gate, her steps leisurely and swaggering.

Lin Xuan Ze actively snatched the backpack from her, giving her a look, "Don’t try to act tough when you’re hurt. Let your brother carry it for you."