Chapter 41 Perverted Behavior

Finally, the young master seemed to have become addicted to feeding people grapes.

Cong Chun ate so many grapes that he was so full that he didn't eat much for dinner that night.

However, Cong Chun has gotten into the habit of stopping eating when he is about 70% full.

When it was time to rest in the evening, Cong Chun, as usual, took out his small sketchbook from the drawer next to his bed.

The image of that person appeared in my mind, and the picture gradually became clearer with the scratching sound of the pen tip on the paper.

Cong Chun leaned over the edge of the bed, subconsciously pursing her lips as she carefully examined the painting. She seemed somewhat dissatisfied; the man in the picture was portrayed as a noble young master, but his demeanor didn't quite match the painting.

A moment later, Cong Chun turned on his phone.

He doesn't have many friends on his friend list. His grandmother doesn't have a smartphone and doesn't know how to use it; she uses the landline at home.

Therefore, the column for Cong Chun's messages is always empty.

However, it seems that quite a few people sent messages to Cong Chun today, including two people, not counting the spam messages sent by Duan Mingxiao.

The young master always liked to send Cong Chun emojis for no reason.

Cong Chun didn't like it because the main characters in these memes were either Cong Chun or Mengmeng.

Cong Chun concluded that Duan Mingxiao was truly wicked.

Cong Chun saw a photo of himself yawning with a caption added by the young master, the black text clearly surrounding Cong Chun's head.

"The user is about to fall asleep."

This emoji probably means that it's time to go to sleep.

If the person in the meme wasn't Cong Chun, Cong Chun might have saved it if he saw it.

However, Cong Chun did not mention it to Duan Mingxiao in order to stop the young master's behavior.

First of all, the eldest son is willful and will definitely not listen to him.

Secondly... Cong Chun actually also secretly took photos of Duan Mingxiao, hehe.

A moment later, Cong Chun first saw the message Lu Tinglan had sent him.

(Thank you so much for helping me when I was in trouble today.)

(A friend just gave me two tickets to an art exhibition. I wonder if we'll have a chance to go together.)

Lu Tinglan first expressed his gratitude, and then extended an invitation to Cong Chun.

Cong Chun's gaze first fell on the words "art exhibition," and the boy was immediately drawn to it. He had never been to an art exhibition before, but he had borrowed some books and viewed some famous paintings from the school library.

Cong Chun actually wanted to go to the art exhibition, but the boy ended up typing on his phone and sent a message to Lu Tinglan a moment later.

On the other side, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the large flat.

This location is extremely valuable, with neon lights and a constant flow of car lights, offering a panoramic view of the entire Jinghai City riverside at night.

Lu Tinglan seemed to have just taken a shower; his hair still carried a hint of cold dampness. He wore a clean black bathrobe, exuding a noble and composed air. His long neck subtly revealed the smooth lines of his chest muscles.

The room was dimly lit, with only a single dim yellow nightlight on.

An unknown, strange incense burned in the air, carrying a cloyingly sweet scent.

The pale blue light from the phone screen fell on the man's flawless face, reflecting in his eyes and adding a touch of eeriness.

When Lu Tinglan saw the message from Cong Chun, his long, raven-feathered eyes obscured his gaze, making his emotions difficult to discern, but he didn't seem to be in high spirits.

(Sorry, I don't have time right now.)

(Thank you very much for your invitation.)

Cong Chun's polite refusal was very formulaic and perfunctory, but he really didn't have the time.

After all, Cong Chun is now Duan Mingxiao's hired nanny, so naturally he has to put Duan Mingxiao first in everything he does.

Moreover, he mainly worked during the summer vacation to earn living expenses. Although Cong Chun was curious about the art exhibition, it was not a necessity, so he could just think about it.

However, the other side of the room was quiet until a barely perceptible breathing sound came from the corner of the living room sofa.

Soon after, the sounds began to become regular.

Lu Tinglan appeared by the sofa at some point, her gaze inscrutable.

Two men in the corner embraced, their cheeks flushed and lips slightly parted, overcome with passion.

There are many people in the circle who act outrageously in private, but Lu Tinglan is an exception.

Lu Tinglan enjoys watching the live broadcast as an observer.

Gradually, the breathing subsided. Among them, the slender boy was named Sang Bai. His cheeks were flushed, and his lips and eyes were moist, making him look like a ripe fruit, which was very tempting.

Sang Bai pushed the foreign man aside and came to Lu Tinglan's side in a disheveled state.

Lu Tinglan stood on the carpet, looking down at him with her eyes lowered, without saying a word.

Sang Bai was already somewhat resentful, because Lu Tinglan never did anything to him.

This made Sang Bai begin to doubt his own charm, even though he was clearly top-notch in looks and physique.

Seeing the man's cold face, Sang Bai's desire to conquer arose. She boldly stepped forward, her slender, soft fingers trying to untie Lu Tinglan's bathrobe.

However, Lu Tinglan kept a cold face and didn't say anything from beginning to end, just quietly watching him.

A moment later, the man ruthlessly kicked him to the side of the sofa.

Sang Bai clutched his abdomen in pain.

The foreign man on the side remained silent from beginning to end. It was a consensual transaction. He not only got to sleep with a handsome boy, but also received payment from Mr. Lu. Wasn't that a very worthwhile deal?

Lu Tinglan sat on the sofa, his face gloomy, surrounded by Sang Bai's harsh and shrill wails.

Lu Tinglan's eyes showed disgust, and she rebuked him sharply.

"Shut up, you piece of trash."

Sang Bai held back his tears and cautiously begged for mercy in a low voice.

When Sang Bai first met Lu Tinglan, she fell in love with this seemingly calm and dignified man.

Lu Tinglan is gentle and considerate, and her way of dealing with people is impeccable.

However, after spending more time with him, Sang Bai discovered that beneath this man's handsome face lay a completely perverted demon.

However, by this time he had already fallen deeply in love with Lu Tinglan’s outstanding appearance and illustrious family background.

Finally, there was peace and quiet around me.

A gentle smile slowly spread across Lu Tinglan's lips before he began to reply to Cong Chun's message.

You're refusing? That's okay.

(It's okay, we can make another appointment if there's a chance.)

There will always be a chance to meet again.

Even with meticulous planning, so-called "coincidental encounters" will always occur.

Lu Tinglan's greatest skill is creating "coincidences".