Chapter 82 The Hypocritical Young Master of the Noble Academy 17

Lu Siyu nuzzled him with the tip of his nose in a flattering manner.

Xie Rong tightened his grip on the armrest.

He half-closed his eyes, enjoying the young wolf's clumsy attempts to please him.

[Main character's pain level +1]

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[Main character's pain level +1]

The protagonist asked him in a muffled voice where he learned it from.

“What’s it to you where I learned it?” Xie Rong said rudely.

He leaned back lazily in his chair, scrutinizing Lu Siyu's face.

Dewdrops, or perhaps beads of sweat, slid down Lu Siyu's prominent brow bone and slowly trickled down.

“This tastes better than leftovers,” Lu Siyu said, staring intently at him, “but it’s not filling.”

Xie Rong chuckled softly, and the laughter grew louder and louder.

He clutched his stomach, his shoulders trembling slightly.

He knew it! What kind of protagonist was he? He was clearly a moron! A spineless bastard! An ignorant dog!

The Heavenly Dao actually wants Lu Siyu to use him as a stepping stone to return to the royal family?

If that day ever comes, he'll release all those photos of Lu Siyu licking his boots. Even if he dies, he'll drag Lu Siyu down with him.

A muffled thunderclap struck the roof of the villa, and the aftershocks reached the basement.

Xie Rong sensed the wrath of Heaven and became even more excited...

"Meg".

Upon hearing his name called, the butler pushed open the door and entered. Seeing the scene inside, he lowered his head without changing his expression, "Young Master?"

"I don't want to see those three guys who dared to hide my photos in the academy again."

The butler was about to agree as usual when he heard him continue.

“Teach him what you did before, and have him do it from now on,” Xie Rong gently kicked Lu Siyu’s shoulder away.

Lu Siyu looked up at him.

"You'd do anything for me, right?" Xie Rong smiled at him.

This includes soiling your own hands, ruining yourself, and never being able to clean yourself again.

Lu Siyu nodded obediently.

"You should go back to your dorm now," Xie Rong said, satisfied, and then dismissed him.

Lu Siyu reluctantly turned back every few steps, stealing glances at him longingly, before finally leaving the basement in disappointment.

"Shall I escort the young master back to his room?" the butler said respectfully, standing to one side.

Xie Rong ignored him, closed his eyes, and leaned back in his chair with his head slightly tilted back.

About five minutes later, Xie Rong got up, but couldn't stand up straight.

He glared at the butler, annoyed. "Aren't you going to help me up?"

The butler bent down to help Xie Rong up, but Xie Rong couldn't stand up, so he had to carry him back to his room.

After placing the young master on the bed, the butler looked down at his wet hands.

What exactly happened between the young master and that special admission student in the basement?

"The basement is filthy, young master, would you like to take another shower?" he asked casually, his hands behind his back, his fingertips rubbing his palms.

Xie Rong closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep, and slowly replied, "In a while."

He felt lazy all over and just wanted to lie down and didn't want to move.

But today's harvest was truly remarkable.

This way, the protagonist will obediently listen to him.

By the next world, and the world after that, he will have a good way to control the Lu family!

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The next day, Lu Siyu arrived at the classroom early, but Xie Rong still hadn't arrived by the end of the first class.

"Are you waiting for the president?" Chu Mu walked up to his desk.

"Then you probably won't be able to wait for him."

Looking at his feignedly friendly face, Lu Siyu felt nauseous, his thick, dark eyebrows hardening with malice. "What do you mean?"

His voice, which was changing, was hoarse and indistinct, and when he asked questions in a low voice, there was a hint of fierceness in it.

Chu Mu smiled and said, "Today, the Crown Prince is here to inspect the academy. As the president of the student council, he should naturally go and entertain him."

"But I know where he is. Do you want me to take you there?"

Lu Siyu looked wary, but in the end he still went along.

On the way, Chu Mu asked him many questions with a smile, but Lu Siyu pretended not to hear them and coldly kept his head down and walked forward.

It wasn't until Chu Mu tentatively asked, "What did you do after you went back yesterday?"

Lu Siyu subconsciously licked his lips, felt a heat on the tip of his nose, and blood flowed from his nose.

He recalled the way Xie Rong looked at these people, and then glanced at Chu Mu in the same way, feeling a sense of superiority, like Xie Rong's dog was looking down on others. "Anyway, it's something you've never eaten before."

Chu Mu: "..."

A shadow crossed Chu Mu's face for a moment, but he quickly smiled and led him to the edge of an artificial lake, where an octagonal pavilion was not far away.

Two people stood side by side in the pavilion, like a couple in love.

One of them was none other than Xie Rong.

The man beside him was a head taller than him. Perhaps because the wind was too strong, the man took off his coat and draped it over Xie Rong's back, whispering something to Xie Rong.

Smiling broadly, inseparable.

“Actually, the Crown Prince’s visit to the academy was just an excuse,” Chu Mu said meaningfully. “Once President Xie graduates next year and inherits the Xie family, the Xie family should start considering his marriage.”

“Whether it’s royalty or other nobles, they are by no means lowly bastards from the slums,” Chu Mu said with a grin, “like you.”

Lu Siyu, with a cold expression, threw a punch at his face, with a ruthless intent to kill him.

The commotion from their fight quickly attracted the attention of the people in the pavilion.

Xie Rong walked over, and Chu Mu stepped forward first, licking the wound on his lips. "President, Lu Siyu saw you and insisted on coming to find you. I told him you had to entertain His Highness the Crown Prince, but he wouldn't listen and even hit me."

Upon hearing this, Xie Rong looked at Lu Siyu, feeling a sense of annoyance.

I guess I shouldn't give this guy too much credit.

“Xie Rong, our matter is not urgent. You can consider it whenever you want,” the Crown Prince said with a composure and calmness unlike that of his students. He smoothed Xie Rong’s hair and was about to place a polite kiss on the back of Xie Rong’s hand when a dark figure bumped into him.

The Crown Prince was grabbed by the collar and pinned to the ground, but his face showed no sign of confusion. He only raised an eyebrow when he met Lu Siyu's fierce eyes, which looked as if someone had taken away his flesh and bones.

"Release the Crown Prince and come here!" Xie Rong kicked Lu Siyu.

Lu Siyu's jaw tightened, but he still released the Crown Prince, lowered his head and walked back to Xie Rong's side, where he received a slap.

“You haven’t changed much since you were a child. You always like to keep cats and dogs around,” the Crown Prince said gently, slowly straightening his disheveled collar. “But I don’t think that’s a flaw. Since I’ve decided to wait for you to consider it, I’m already prepared to accept all your preferences.”

"These pet toys can stay in the palace from now on."