Ye Mengyao's Loneliness, Lin Yu Returns to School

If Qin Qiaoqiao's home didn't have surveillance, Jiang Che might have actually taken her to stay in a hotel for three days.

"Senior Jiang Che, the neighborhood is just ahead. I can get off here myself. Otherwise, if other neighbors see me, they'll definitely tell my parents."

The neighborhood where Qin Qiaoqiao lived was a very ordinary residential area. Although the relationships between neighbors weren't great, getting off from a luxury car... If anyone saw it, they would surely gossip behind her back.

"Alright."

Qin Qiaoqiao's face turned anxious, and she quickly grabbed her schoolbag and got out of the car.

The girl dashed back to her home in a flash.

Jiang Che licked his lips and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Not only did he make the destined protagonist, Chen Hao, suffer, but he also made that old witch, Wang Lili, feel miserable.

A double win—it was truly satisfying.

As for what kind of girl Qin Qiaoqiao was?

She was a definite contrast. On the outside, she appeared to be a soft, cute, obedient girl, but on the inside... tsk tsk, Jiang Che had once been too afraid to activate his 'She Xin Tong' ability to eavesdrop on her thoughts.

...

That night, in the Ye family's villa.

In front of a large floor-to-ceiling mirror, a girl in a black dress twisted her skirt as she twirled in front of the mirror.

"Wan'er, Wan'er! Do you think I look good in this?"

At this moment, Ye Mengyao was wearing a black evening gown, her long hair tied up, and her budding figure perfectly accentuated the dress. She was caught between innocence and maturity, and the black lace gloves added a touch of maturity that didn't match her age.

Undoubtedly, Ye Mengyao was very beautiful. As the first heroine, she was almost as beautiful as a fairy.

Even Yu Wan'er, who was standing beside her, was stunned. She knew Ye Mengyao was pretty, but she hadn't expected... she would be this beautiful?

This made her feel a little sour inside. She hadn't had a party on her birthday, nor had she worn such a beautiful dress.

But she didn't feel jealous, because some things were destined not to belong to her. Moreover, she wasn't without love; at least her mother had prepared a big cake for her.

Hello, Sister Yao Yao, you are so beautiful!

Ye Mengyao was praised by Yu Wan'er to the point of feeling a bit elated, like a proud white swan, even wearing a gown and performing a ballet dance.

As a young lady, Ye Mengyao excels in everything, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

"Wan'er, could you take a picture of me? I’ll send it to Jiang Che later. I don't believe I can't captivate him."

Ye Mengyao's lips curled slightly.

Hearing Jiang Che's name, Yu Wan'er’s expression dimmed, but she still picked up her phone and took several stunning photos of Ye Mengyao.

After seeing the photo, Ye Mengyao excitedly cupped Yu Wan'er’s face and gave the little girl a kiss on her cherry lips.

Yu Wan'er: "......"

"Wan'er, you took such great photos, I really love you for it!"

As she spoke, Ye Mengyao sent the photo to Jiang Che.

Jiang Che, this is the dress for my birthday party. Do you think it looks good?

Soldiers die for those who understand them, and women adorn themselves for those who please them. It is evident that Ye Mengyao has gradually fallen in love with Jiang Che.

Jiang Che: Don't bother me with such trivial matters.

In an instant, the excited expression on Ye Mengyao's face turned desolate again, as she bit her thin lips tightly to prevent her tears from falling.

“Sister Yaoyao, Jiang Che is simply a dead loss... What does a big man understand? He’s just like a wild boar that can’t eat fine straw, with zero appreciation ability!” Yu Wan’er began to comfort Ye Mengyao.

But only Yu Wan'er herself knew that just after seeing Jiang Che's words... a trace of joy unexpectedly flashed through her heart, although she was aware that... Jiang Che was puaing Ye Mengyao.

In fact, unconsciously, Jiang Che's position in Yu Wan'er’s heart has become increasingly significant. She would feel joy or sadness because of Jiang Che’s words or decisions.

“Wan'er, you are right. Jiang Che is just a nasty wild boar. I am dressed so beautifully, yet he actually told me to get lost!” Ye Mengyao picked up Yu Wan'er.

The little heart has been hurt, and only the gentle touch of my precious Wan'er can soothe it a little.

...

Wow! I did it!

Faced with the stunning evening gown photos sent by Ye Mengyao, he could not possibly remain unmoved.

The methods for judging whether a girl is beautiful or not are numerous, but Jiang Che chose the most direct one.

This little dress and this petite figure truly deserve to be the main female lead. Amazing!

Jiang Che's expression gradually became distorted, with the corners of his mouth beginning to rise, forming a shape resembling a check mark.

Jiang Che stared at the photo sent by Ye Mengyao, licking his upper lip.

Who wouldn't be confused after seeing this?

However, Jiang Che didn't look too much; he just took a glance, after all, Ye Mengyao had already become his plaything.

...

At this time, the Child of Destiny, Lin Yu, was not doing as badly as one might have imagined.

After all, he is the child of luck, and he's clinging to a powerful benefactor again.

Hangzhou Su Family.

“Old Master Su, how is my acupuncture technique?”

Although Lin Yu was dressed in rags, he still stood tall and full of spirit; he had picked himself up again!

On the armchair, an old man with a white beard had a grateful expression on his face.

“Little brother, you truly live up to being the successor of Dr. Lin. Your medical skills are exactly like his from back in the day! Back then, Dr. Lin extended my life by more than ten years with his acupuncture skills...”

Su Zhentian's words added a touch of pride to Lin Yu's face, and of course!

“By the way, my personal abilities are quite strong as well. I wonder if you, Mr. Su, have a granddaughter who needs protection?”

No, I only have one son.

Lin Yu's lips stiffened, "Cough cough... Then let's forget it."

“Which... May I ask, Mr. Lin, I need to go to school. Could you help me obtain a student registration at Shilan School?”

Lin Yu was still unwilling to give up on girls like Ye Mengyao, thinking about using the power of the Su family... to return to school, beat Jiang Che, reclaim the opportunities that belonged to him, and by the way, embrace Ye Mengyao and Yu Wan'er, the school beauties, in his arms.

“Shilan School? That could work... My son happens to be the director of the Hangzhou Education Bureau, what a coincidence! I'll talk to him tonight and let him use his connections to get you in.”

Lin Yu expressed his gratitude, "Thank you, Old Su!"

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