Chapter 34 [VIP]

Tan Quelu asked the system: "How do I permanently blacklist all of this person's alternate accounts?"

【No, host.】

The system is facing a dilemma: "The information behind each of these accounts is unique, and the technology used is extremely advanced, making it very difficult to trace the source."

In short, it's from professional spies/spies.

[Useless.]

Tan Chuanlu cursed the system without changing his expression, and with a flick of his finger, neatly blocked this idiot.

at the same time.

The Wei family residence.

Wei Zhiyan squatted outside the villa's balcony, his handsome brows furrowed, searching online for the first time how to explain and apologize to someone.

My phone suddenly vibrated.

He was added to a small group of three people, with the group name consisting of only two concise words: 【Apology (3)】

Zhong Wan pulled him and Xie Chenbi into this small group.

After a moment, the blond boy finally sent a message.

Zhong Wan: [Que Lü just replied to me.]

Zhong Wan: [But he got angry.]

Zhong Wan: [I can't tell you the specifics, he probably only replied to me.]

Zhong Wan: [Que Lu has a strong sense of privacy, so I can't show you the chat history.]

Zhong Wan: [In short, he was very angry.]

Xie Chenbi: [。]

Wei Zhiyan: [What's the point of all this nonsense?]

The Xie family's old residence.

Xie Chenbi put down his cigarette, his sinister eyes half-closed, staring at the familiar Weibo alt account on the screen.

A minute ago, Tan Quelu replied to him privately and then posted on Weibo.

The boy's sadness and pain were clearly expressed through his writing.

He was so upset about being abandoned by Xie Chenbi last night that he started to question his own appearance.

How beautiful do you have to be to be loved?

Upon seeing this sentence, Xie Chenbi exhaled a puff of smoke and inexplicably felt like laughing.

You might not know about peacock green.

All the wealthy young men in St. Weston have tolerated Zhong Wan being treated like a lackey by a special admission student and disgracing a student in Class A. All the members of the Zhong family know that Zhong Wan is in a relationship, yet they haven't gone to cause trouble for Tan Quelu.

The main reason is that they talked about the face of the green-clad man.

People who like ugly people tend to talk more.

I fell in love with Tan Chuanlu; no amount of explanation can compare to seeing his face in person.

Isn't it natural for someone to develop feelings for Tan Quelu?

Falling in love with him is something to be proud of.

Xie Chenbi closed Weibo, lowered his eyes, and looked at the pinned chat box on WeChat.

Why did you leave me?

He typed indifferently.

[Where are you? Your roommate said you didn't return to the dorm last night. Were you injured by security or are you hiding? Where are you now?]

The attitude was too obsequious; delete it.

[There was a reason for what happened last night; the Xie family forcibly refused to let me stay, and security wouldn't let me take anyone with me.]

Too much explanation, deleted.

[Do I need to remind you, Tan Quelu. Your boyfriend is Zhong Wan, not me.]

The tone was too harsh; delete it.

Finally, the black-haired boy frowned and let out a cold breath. After a long while, he lowered his eyes and typed hard.

[address. ]

I'm coming to find you now.

[I didn't abandon you.]

[Let's talk face to face.]

He typed very quickly because he knew that Tan Quelu would definitely reply to him first, and he was the one who was waiting with great anticipation.

After all, Zhong Wan was just an excuse Tan Quelu used to get closer to Xie Chenbi.

There was no real affection between them.

Xie Chenbi chuckled, raised his eyes indifferently and superiorly, and waited for Tan Quelu to happily reply with her address.

Then he would go to him alone and tear off the veil of pretense of unrequited love.

—The hunt for this stupid bird had taken too long, and for the first time, Xie Chenbi felt a little annoyed.

Every day, I see Zhong Wan posting pictures of peacock green on her WeChat Moments. Ever since the blond boy fell in love, all his social media accounts are filled with a happy atmosphere.

On public platforms, she wouldn't post pictures of Elm Green because she knew her boyfriend's appearance was too striking and she didn't want any strangers to see Elm Green.

The Moments section of WeChat is different.

Zhong Wan posts countless texts and pictures every day, all about talking about peacock green.

He took him shopping, riding motorcycles, and watching the sea late at night... After Zhong Wan recovered, he arranged to meet Que Lu for a candlelight dinner, but the location turned out to be a private high-end tattoo shop. The two stood by a table next to the counter, the blond boy holding a pink helmet, laughing in a silly and exaggerated way.

Caption: [Took him to see the tattoo shop he'd been curious about for a long time, and prepared a romantic dinner.]

I finally got to use the pink helmet, and I love it! Thank you, Emerald Green.

The main subject of the photos is peacock green.

But Zhong Wan's figure can always be seen in the corners, like a golden retriever that can't help but show off to its owner, announcing its existence to the whole world.

But Tan Chulü is always smiling in the photos.

Pure, perfect, happy.

They seem really happy.

...Talking about Greenery must be an act for himself.

Xie Chenbi stared nervously at the screen, his eyes filled with malice.

He recalled how, every time he returned to the old house, he would coldly watch as his illegitimate younger brother tried to please his father.

The other person always looked at him with a provocative smile. The child, who was not even ten years old, actually sneaked into Xie Chenbi's room and killed his pet cat.

The cat was thrown from the sixth floor. When it was found, its limbs were tightly bound with shoelaces, and it was unable to break free.

Xie Chenbi sent his younger brother to a car accident that took him straight to the ICU, requesting that he not die too quickly, that the wound be large and fragmented enough, and that he be able to burn for a while, so that the skin and flesh were cooked to just the right medium-rare.

Let him linger on for at least a week, unable to live or die.

Xie Chenbi wasn't concerned about a cat; he was concerned that his possession had been killed.

Just like how he condescendingly manipulates people's hearts, he doesn't care about their feelings, but rather treats them as a way to relieve boredom. He's sick, he knows it, and he never hides it.

But let's talk about the possibility of Chu Lu and Zhong Wan continuing to act in "Happiness".

That would truly exceed Xie Chenbi's ability to relieve boredom.

It's both annoying and disgusting to watch.

The black-haired boy exhaled a puff of smoke, waited a moment, and finally his phone vibrated.

He gave a cold laugh, stubbed out his cigarette, and his expression held an expected indifference and superiority.

really.

No matter how heartbroken or sad she was, Tan Quelu could never refuse him.

However, upon looking down...

Xie Chenbi found the chat box empty, so he sent a question mark and received a bright red exclamation mark in return.

— He was blocked by Tan Quelu.

The latest news comes from the three-person group that was just added to the group.

Zhong Wan: [Que Lu replied to me again, but the situation is very bad.]

Zhong Wan: [Brothers, can you come with me tonight to find Que Lu and beg for forgiveness?]

Zhong Wan: [If we kneel down together and beg him, he'll definitely make up with me.]

Xie Chenbi: [。]

Wei Zhiyan: [?]

Wei Zhiyan: [Do we have to kneel too?]

Zhong Wan: [Yes.]

Zhong Wan: [This makes me seem more sincere.]

Zhong Wan: [I'm begging you.]

Zhong Wan: [After this is done, I will give you all my trust income for this year as a token of my gratitude.]

Zhong Wan: [Screenshot.JPG]

She must have really panicked, because Zhong Wan sent a screenshot of a chat log.

Zhong Wan: [Baby, I really didn't mean it last night. I know I was wrong. Please let me explain...]

Several thousand words of heartfelt apology are omitted here.

Tan Quelu only replied to Zhong Wan with two sentences.

Tan Quelu: [I've deleted all your friends.]

Tan Quelu: [This time, we're truly breaking up and settling things amicably.]

Villa balcony.

After seeing the screenshot, Wei Zhiyan glanced at the red exclamation mark next to the essay he had searched for so long and finally carefully crafted, and forced a smile of anger.

Wei Zhiyan: [Are you sick?]

Wei Zhiyan: [What does your breakup have to do with me??]

Wei Zhiyan: [Why did he delete me? ???]

He can explain it!

Even when his grandfather came last night, Wei Zhiyan could still stand lazily in the same spot and wait for Tan Quelu, stubbornly refusing to leave.

Who sent Wei Xuanyun!

Grass.

Undeterred, Wei Zhiyan tried calling Tan Quelu again, only to find that the number had also been blocked.

He chuckled twice, opened the door and went downstairs. He walked through the lush, staggered buildings and found the head butler directing the servants to clean the organ at the new villa in the southwest corner.

The handsome young man pulled up a photo of Tan Quelu on his phone: "Aunt Zhao, investigate this person immediately."

“Get all his phone numbers, social media accounts, and files in St. Weston, send them to me, but don’t scare him.”

Starting with AI, the Eden Group's industries cover various intelligent technologies, making it undeniably at the forefront. It also has in-depth cooperation with major mainstream platforms, ensuring that all netizens' information is transparent to them.

Sending Eden's men to investigate the Green Dragons is more effective than any other family's approach.

Wei Zhiyan refused to believe it. He made phone calls one by one and searched for each account one by one. He thought Tan Quelu could refuse them one by one.

The butler was baffled by the young master's stupid harassment.

But she still took the phone respectfully, smiling as she opened the picture: "Okay, young master, I'll have someone—"

The butler's voice suddenly faltered.

She looked at the picture on the young master's screen, thinking she was seeing things because of a glaucoma attack. She closed her eyes for two seconds, blinked, and then looked down again.

That's right.

It's about talking about peacock green.

—That's the top special admission student who comes to the Wei family every week for elective classes, eats whatever he wants in Wei's private kitchen, and is protected by Wei by all the servants. She's outstanding, kind, and can play the pipe organ. She's only eighteen years old.

Talk about peacock green.

On the phone screen, the boy had pure and innocent features, was slender and fair-skinned, and had a familiar shy smile on his lips.

Aunt Chen, the driver for General Manager Wei, is the housekeeper's best friend.

The housekeeper overheard her best friend gossiping that President Wei was suspected of being psychologically twisted and perverted, secretly taking a liking to this innocent young man who already had a boyfriend, and was currently trying to steal him away.

And now, the young master has even started investigating his information...

hiss.

The entertainment industry is truly chaotic!

Wei Zhiyan didn't notice the butler's subtle expression.

He was furious, but now that he's had someone investigate Tan Quelu, he's finally felt a little better.

The boy looked around the new villa and then at the luxurious pipe organ in the distance, asking curiously, "Aunt Zhao, who installed this organ? Nobody in our family likes pipe organs, right?"

“My brother hates it when people disturb his work. This villa is quite close to his building. Doesn’t he get angry?”

Who in the Wei family would dare disobey his brother? Do they have a death wish?

Forehead.

The butler, unusually hesitant, seemed unsure how to answer the question.

Well, how should I put it?

Not only was President Wei not angry, he actually liked it very much.

He gave all the servants a raise and instructed them to be careful and to maintain and clean the instrument every day.

Wei Zhiyan frowned more and more as he looked at the villa. The young man turned his head and felt that something was wrong.

"Aunt Zhao, who is this zither for?"

A note from the author:

The second update will be in the next chapter.

Butler: Ask, ask, ask! You've ruined all my fantasies of happiness!

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The "kneeling down" meme originated from the internet.