Chapter 83 The Hypocritical Young Master of the Noble Academy 18

Xie Rong smiled, neither confirming nor denying.

What a prince! He's nothing but a self-important scoundrel.

Does he need the Crown Prince's approval to do what he likes? Trying to intimidate him like this, doesn't he even know if he's worthy?

Xie Rong thought coldly.

"It's almost lunchtime, Your Highness, would you like to eat before you leave?" Xie Rong asked tentatively.

“It’s been a long time, of course I should have a meal with you,” the Crown Prince said gently.

Xie Rong pursed his lips, concealing the gloom in his eyes.

Still lingering and refusing to leave? Trying to act like some kind of prince? How annoying.

"system."

[Host, I'm here!]

"When will I get to be a prince for a while?" Xie Rong was not happy. She walked beside the prince with a cold face. "It's annoying to be overshadowed by such an idiot."

[Okay, then I'll secretly pull some strings for the host, but it might take one or two worlds to find a suitable timeline.]

Xie Rong snorted coldly, "Then I'll reluctantly wait."

...

After lunch, Xie Rong returned to the villa.

In the small garden in front of the villa, several servants were huddled together whispering, glancing inside every now and then.

Even though the specially admitted student has moved to the dormitory apartment, he still has to come back every day to take their work away from them.

If the young master saw this, he would think they were slacking off!

A sharp-eyed maid spotted the figure getting out of the car outside the villa and immediately pulled her companion to stand up, bowing and greeting, "Good afternoon, young master."

Xie Rong walked past without looking to the side, but his peripheral vision caught sight of someone in the living room silently wiping a vase, so he went over to them.

“No wonder you came from the slums, you were born to be a slave,” he said, patting Lu Siyu’s head.

“Chu Mu said I’ve caused a huge disaster and you’re very angry,” Lu Siyu looked up at him. “I can do the work, so don’t be angry.”

"What is he anyway?" Xie Rong leaned down and kissed Lu Siyu's nose, his eyes full of pleasure. "You did a good job today."

As the only son of the prestigious Xie family, he is destined to inherit the Xie family's power and enter the center of the empire's political power in the future.

The Crown Prince acted as if he wanted him to marry into the Eastern Palace and become the Crown Princess, which was clearly a way of belittling and looking down on him!

Xie Rong had just kissed the tip of his nose and hadn't even had time to leave when Lu Siyu's eyes lit up, and he got up and pounced on him on the sofa.

Thinking that Xie Rong liked his nose tip, Lu Siyu kept rubbing his nose tip against his neck.

Xie Rong squinted, tilted his head back, and took a soft breath.

His dark purple eyes were filled with shimmering water.

Xie Rong furrowed her delicate eyebrows, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Something was digging into his leg, and it hurt a lot.

[Protagonist's Pain Level +5]

"Xie Rong, I'm not feeling well," Lu Siyu said in a muffled voice.

Xie Rong patted his head.

Lu Siyu got up and squatted down next to the sofa. He took out a silver chain from his collar, stuffed it into Xie Rong's hand, and stared straight at him.

Xie Rong curled the corners of his mouth maliciously.

The more depraved the protagonist becomes, the more excited he gets.

He got up, took Lu Siyu's hand, and slowly walked to the basement, pushed open the door, and went inside.

The basement door was tightly shut.

...

"Tomorrow is the charity auction at Pallen Academy. Do me a favor," Xie Rong said, his long hair damp with sweat and clinging to his temples. He tugged at the chain, whispered a few words into Lu Siyu's ear.

"Did you remember?"

Lu Siyu's eyes were glazed over, and he nodded no matter what he said.

"All you do is nod," Xie Rong said with a cryptic smile, "So if I send you to hell, will you go too?"

Lu Siyu nodded emphatically.

Xie Rong's legs suddenly trembled, his body went limp and he opened up to the sides, laughing loudly.

His naturally soft voice was tinged with a hint of madness.

"Very good, you're a good dog after all. Don't worry, even if you really go to hell, I'll remember you for the rest of my life."

Lu Siyu stared at him with increasing excitement, and a scarlet beastly glint gradually appeared in his fierce, wolf-like eyes.

...

All matters related to the auction were arranged by the student union.

The two most important aspects are how to arrange the auction items donated by the aristocratic students and how to position the guests.

However, during the student council meeting today, everyone seemed a bit distracted.

Actually, you can't really blame them.

The president today seems quite different from the one I saw last time.

His lips were very red, his cupid's bow was swollen, his eyebrows and eyes looked languid, he propped his head up with one hand, and spoke slowly, with a slight hook at the end of each sentence.

It's like she's just been fed by a man, gotten out of bed, and then came to have a meeting with them.

“Many royal families will be attending this auction. For the sake of Pallen Academy’s reputation, I hope everyone will be fully prepared,” Xie Rong said with a half-smile, glancing at the crowd. “Any more questions?”

Perhaps because his tone was too gentle, someone hadn't quite caught up yet. Their eyes were still fixed on the president's slightly protruding lips, and they blurted out with a sticky malice in their voice, "President, why are your lips so red? Did someone lick them raw?"

"..." An eerie silence fell over both sides of the long table, all eyes fixed on Xie Rong's lips.

It's really red, like it's been licked hard by a man's rough tongue.

The students at Pallen College are all adults, and the college's teaching philosophy emphasizes freedom, so romantic relationships between students are not prohibited.

While they couldn't help but feel angry like betrayed husbands, they also stared intently at Xie Rong's lips, experiencing another strange emotion.

Xie Rong slowly got up and walked to the boy who had asked the question.

The boy's cheeks flushed red at a visible rate.

Xie Rong smiled, grabbed the boy's hair, and slammed it down hard with her five fingers.

The boy's nose was broken, and blood gushed out.

Xie Rong's smile vanished, leaving only a chilling expression. "Does anyone else have a question?"

The room was completely silent.

Wang Chengxiu frowned, stood up, took out a tissue, and lowered his head to wipe the blood from his fingertips.

"Meeting adjourned," Xie Rong said, withdrawing his hand and turning to leave the meeting room.

Wang Chengxiu followed closely behind.

"Xie Rong."

Xie Rong turned her head and blinked: "You also want to ask why my lips are so red?"

Wang Chengxiu's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, "I..."

Xie Rong approached, looked up at him with a puzzled expression, and parted her lips slightly: "Didn't the physiology teacher say that for nobles, relieving desires is a blessing to the common people?"

“I’ve been in a good mood lately, so I’ve been giving them a little more. It’s really comfortable and makes me happy. Even though those lowly people in the slums are inherently lowly, they don’t slack off when serving others. They have plenty of energy when fed leftovers.”

Xie Rong licked his lips, not feeling ashamed of what he said at all. His eyes were extremely innocent as he looked Wang Chengxiu up and down. "Most importantly, he's clean and fun to teach."

“I didn’t!” Wang Chengxiu grabbed his hand and said softly, “I never did.”

“Me too…” he hesitated to say, “very clean.”

"If you and that specially admitted student can both get together, why can't I?"