Know the enemy and know yourself.

Although Lin Yu had only seen this face a few times, forgetting it was impossible.

You damn foot-stomping dog!

Got you this time, didn't I?

The boy who entered the classroom didn't look pleased to see Lin Yu inside either, especially when he saw him standing next to Tao Yaoyao.

He snorted coldly, a mocking smile spreading across his face. Looking at Lin Yu's feet, the boy asked in a sarcastic, insinuating tone:

"Hey man, your foot healed pretty fast, huh?"

Lin Yu ignored his taunt. He turned to look at Tao Yaoyao beside him, conveying a message with his eyes.

Lin: I'm going to hit him. You can cover for me, right?

Tao Yaoyao looked back at Lin Yu with her big eyes. She blinked, seeming to understand his meaning and agreeing.

Seeing Tao Yaoyao's attitude, Lin Yu felt reassured and stepped towards the foot-stomping dog at the door.

Lin Yu had only taken one step when Tao Yaoyao immediately moved closer to him.

She grabbed Lin Yu's large, dark hand with one of hers, interlacing their fingers. Her other hand naturally slipped through the crook of his arm, and she pressed her whole body against him, appearing intimately close.

The moment Tao Yaoyao hugged his arm, Lin Yu's entire body stiffened for an instant.

Coming back to his senses and feeling the warm softness pressed against his arm, Lin Yu turned his head to look at her in confusion.

Due to their height difference, Tao Yaoyao had to tilt her head up to see Lin Yu. Her gentle, beautiful face took on a touch of innocent cuteness with this gesture.

Looking up at him, her distinctive peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, her dark pupils filled with sweetness.

"Baby, let's go eat, okay?"

"I'm hungry."

???

For a moment, Lin Yu didn't know what madness Tao Yaoyao was up to.

Who's your baby?

Even my Zhuzi hasn't called me that, who do you think you are?

But soon, after a glance at the foot-stomping dog standing by the door, Lin Yu felt pleased.

There wasn't a trace of a smile left on the boy's face; his expression was terrifyingly dark. The hand hanging at his side was clenched into a tight fist. Looking at his prominent jaw muscles and murderous glare, Lin Yu was almost afraid he'd shatter his own teeth.

Seeing the foot-stomping dog in such a state, Lin Yu abandoned the idea of shaking off Tao Yaoyao.

He raised his other arm, the one not held by Tao Yaoyao, and used his fingers to touch the tip of his nose, sniffing lightly.

Perhaps some latent talent was activated. With just a simple tug at the corner of his mouth, Lin Yu's expression became cocky, cold, wicked, and lecherous all at once.

"Let's not waste time. Let's order takeout to a hotel."

???

This time, it was Tao Yaoyao who was thrown off. The smile on her lips clearly stiffened for a moment, but she quickly adjusted. An unavoidable blush rose to her cheeks as she nodded and said softly:

"Okay."

Lin Yu and Tao Yaoyao walked together towards the door. The foot-stomping boy stood blocking the doorway, not moving an inch.

His eyes, Lin Yu didn't know when, had become bloodshot. He glared viciously at Lin Yu with a fierce, furious look that seemed like he wanted to tear Lin Yu apart with his bare hands.

Looking at him like this, Lin Yu suddenly felt a thrill spreading from his marrow, rushing through his entire body like an electric current.

Damn.

Is this what it feels like to be the other man?

Hmm...

This feels a bit dangerous.

The taste of this wicked method is really addictive, huh?

But it's fine. For this kind of foot-stomping dog, Lin Yu didn't mind breaking his own rules just a little.

As the moderator of the Pure Love forum, Lin Yu had long engraved the phrase "know yourself and know your enemy" into his heart.

There's a saying that's very true.

The one who knows you best might not be your family, but your opponent.

And as the strongest opponent of the Cuckold forum, Lin Yu sometimes understood their tactics even better than they did themselves.

Like right now.

At this moment, it wasn't appropriate for Lin Yu to speak.

Because if he spoke, it would be no different from giving the foot-stomping boy, Hu Hao, an opportunity to vent and start a fight.

Right now, only having Tao Yaoyao speak was the optimal solution.

The person he likes the most is often the one who can hurt him the deepest.

And at this moment, Lin Yu only needed to flash a grin to infuriate him enough.

Lin Yu timely moved his arm, gently nudging Tao Yaoyao, signaling her to speak.

Tao Yaoyao understood. She spoke up softly:

"Classmate Hu Hao, could you move aside, please."

"We need to leave."

After Tao Yaoyao finished speaking, the foot-stomping boy, Hu Hao, slowly turned his head to look at her.

Unlike the murderous glare he directed at Lin Yu, when Hu Hao looked at Tao Yaoyao, the anger and hatred in his eyes visibly wavered, revealing hints of grievance and bitterness.

The round-faced girl nearby, seeing the situation turning bad, quickly came out from behind the desk and pulled Hu Hao away from the doorway.

"Hey, what are you blocking the door for? Come here, I need your help with something."

Hu Hao's body was dragged away by the round-faced girl, but his eyes remained firmly fixed on Tao Yaoyao.

Whether Tao Yaoyao understood this dynamic or was made uncomfortable by Hu Hao's stare, she tilted her head slightly, resting it on Lin Yu's shoulder. Her soft body shrank a little, appearing even more dependent on Lin Yu.

A smirk perfectly fitting the original host's image hung on Lin Yu's lips as he led Tao Yaoyao out of the martial arts club. As they left, he didn't forget to return the cold snort Hu Hao had given upon entering.

That cold snort was like a spark, instantly igniting Hu Hao, whose anger was already at its peak. He struggled fiercely to break free from the round-faced girl's grip but failed.

"Hey!"

"Hu Hao!"

The round-faced girl held onto Hu Hao's arm tightly, preventing him from chasing after the two who had already left.

Lin Yu, hearing the commotion from the hallway, stopped and looked back. Seeing Hu Hao held back by the round-faced girl, a trace of regret flickered in his eyes.

What a pity.

If only he had charged forward, he could have punched him out!

Tao Yaoyao and Lin Yu maintained their intimate posture all the way to the stairs leading downstairs.

As soon as they turned a corner, they quickly disentangled themselves from each other.

Tao Yaoyao let go of Lin Yu's arm, and Lin Yu equally eagerly pulled his own arm free.

Tao Yaoyao's face was slightly flushed, and a thin layer of sweat had formed on her smooth forehead. She shot Lin Yu a somewhat resentful look and said:

"Are you satisfied now?"

"Satisfied with what?"

Lin Yu was completely baffled.

Seeing Lin Yu play dumb, Tao Yaoyao got a bit angry and said huffily:

"Still pretending!"

"Weren't you the one using your eyes to signal me inside to help you provoke him?"

"..."

...

Lin Yu opened his mouth but was momentarily speechless.

Goddamn it.

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