Chapter 25 [VIP]
The system felt that these young masters were like madmen, killing people at the drop of a hat, and were extremely dangerous.
"What did I lie to him about?"
Tan Quelu opened her eyes, lowered her head and began writing notes, a little impatiently: "This trash no one loves, being with him is my sacrifice, he should kneel down and thank me for my charity."
"If you can't accept it, then go die."
The light fell on his head, making the boy's eyebrows and eyes appear delicate and lustrous like jade, a mixture of innocence and aloofness, full of contradictory and dangerous charm.
The system thought about it and agreed. With a host as good-looking as him, even a fake romance would be a bargain for F1.
As usual, Tan Quelu wrote a full one hundred sentences: "[I want to create an absolutely beautiful world]".
He got back close to midnight today, having already broken his usual routine. After hesitating for a couple of seconds, he decided to stay up all night to watch that episode of Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf.
The appearance of the little white wolf made Grey Wolf jealous and bitter. He began to doubt himself, wondering if he was useless for not being able to catch sheep for Red Wolf to eat. But in the end, he realized that he still loved Red Wolf very, very much, and loved everything about her.
Tan Quelu cried while reading this in bed.
The next morning, Wei Guan picked him up as usual and took him back to the Wei family home for his organ elective class.
But the boy was wearing sunglasses, which was unusual for him. He slung a backpack over his shoulder with one hand, and got into the car without saying a word or showing any expression.
Wei Guan hadn't spoken yet.
The driver in the driver's seat asked with concern, "Greenie, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly wearing sunglasses?"
She knew the atmosphere in St. Weston; bullying and humiliation were everywhere. Could Tan Quelu have been beaten up by those young masters?
To be honest, she really didn't know what the boss was thinking. He never came to see Tan Quelu openly. Every time he picked someone up, he would drive a private car or change the license plate. Apart from the security captain who vaguely guessed something, no one in St. Weston would think that Wei Guan would be involved with Tan Quelu.
A young but decisive leader who has become a legend of the previous generation.
A pure and innocent girl from a poor background who unexpectedly joined the F3 group as a special student.
Even novels wouldn't dare to write something like this.
Or is it that... the boss knows Tan Quelu has a boyfriend, but still subtly shows concern for her, hoping to steal her away?
Wow, that's terrifying! I can't even imagine it!
"It's alright, Auntie."
Tan Quelu, unaware of what the driver was thinking, shook her head, took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of haggard eyes redder than a rabbit's: "No one bullied me, I just stayed up all night watching dramas and cried."
I see.
The driver instantly understood, relieved, and said understandingly, "I get it, I get it. I cried while watching that period drama a while ago. What did you watch? I'll watch it sometime when I have time."
Tan Quelu said, "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf."
driver:"......"
Wei Guan watched Tan Quelu chatting with the driver from the back seat before speaking calmly, "Aunt Chen, stop at Fukang Road."
"Yes, Mr. Wei."
The black luxury car slowly came to a stop at the intersection.
Wei Guan got off the bus alone, went into an Eden franchise pharmacy, and soon got back on the bus carrying a bag of things.
The car doors closed, and all was quiet.
The driver, quite astutely, pressed the lift gate, ignoring his boss's unethical behavior of poaching his boss.
"Look up," Wei Guan said in a low voice.
Tan Quelu obediently raised her head.
The sound of the test tube being broken rang out. A few seconds later, the young man leaned forward and gently pressed one hand against the boy's thin, beautiful upper eyelid, his fingertips dry and calloused.
The cool liquid soothed my sore eyes.
"Blink."
Tan Quelu blinked her big eyes as instructed.
The soreness disappeared, the price of this medicine was worth the effect, and the redness around the eyes of the pea-green eyes began to fade quickly.
Wei Guan lowered his eyes and remained silent, his gaze fixed on the boy's fine, long eyelashes.
They gazed at each other in silence.
After a moment, the man stepped back to a safe distance, threw the test tube packaging into a plastic bag, and asked calmly, "Are you still feeling unwell?"
Tan Quelu examined her eyes and shook her head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Wei Guan hummed in agreement, took the cheap sunglasses, and told him, "Don't use these. The Dome APP has enabled online delivery through the pharmacy. Next time, have the AI doctor scan your iris, and it will dispense your medication accordingly."
Tan Quelu shook her head: "Yesterday was a special case. I didn't get back to the dormitory until the early hours of the morning, so I stayed up all night."
"I didn't get back to the dorm until the early hours of the morning."
Wei Guan repeated the sentence lightly, looking at Que Lü, his voice devoid of emotion: "So busy."
“I can’t do anything about it.” Tan Quelu nodded and looked at Wei Guan innocently: “My roommate wanted to buy me clothes this morning, and my boyfriend wanted to buy me clothes tonight. I refused, but they just wouldn’t listen.”
Tan Quelu sighed, seemingly troubled: "Of course, I know you're worried about me, but you've never been in a relationship, right? That's why you wrote that relationship memo."
"Actually, dating isn't what you imagine. Zhong Wan is my boyfriend. It's normal for us to shop until the early hours of the morning. Don't worry, I didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and I didn't do anything inappropriate except for holding hands and hugging."
For some reason, the system felt that its host was constantly provoking the NPC big shots, making it want to run away in a guilty conscience.
Wei watched Tan Quelu, his dark pupils appearing deep and serene in the light and shadow.
After a long pause, the man slowly hummed in agreement: "I haven't dated anyone."
His tone remained flat and emotionless.
Seeing that he wasn't angry, Tan Quelu blinked and asked, "Wei Guan, do you think of me as your younger brother?"
So she supported him and cared for him. She talked about everything from whether his meals were good to whether his relationship was safe.
When asked what came to mind regarding the green peacock, he added, "Or perhaps it's like how the village chief treats Happy Sheep, or how Grey Wolf treats Little Grey Wolf."
She always stood reliably behind Tan Quelu, taking care of everything for him.
Wei looked at him, his handsome features revealing no expression, and subtly changed the subject: "So you want to be my son."
Tan Quelu sensed his perfunctory attitude and instantly became annoyed: "Heh."
The car drove into the Wei family's residence and parked in front of the familiar villa.
Tan Quelu stood up, snatched the sunglasses from Wei Guan's hand, got out of the car without looking back, and didn't even glance at the man.
When had Wei Guan ever been treated like this? He had always been a pampered young master since childhood, and Wei Zhiyan didn't even dare to speak to him when he was young. As an adult, he became ruthless, and others would lower their heads to the mud if they spoke to him. Yet this young man in power had taken pity on him and let him off the hook.
Now, however, he is being treated coldly by a penniless boy.
But he didn't get angry at all.
Wei Guan got out of the car and followed Tan Quelu into the villa at a leisurely pace.
The boy continued to attend class and practice the piano as usual, but he no longer paid attention to him. His clear, dark eyes looked intently at the professor, exuding an exceptionally pure and innocent charm.
He was still wearing his old clothes today, the same short-sleeved shirt he never wore before, the collar worn and faded from washing, but his neck was long and beautiful, and when he lowered his eyes, it was like a Ru porcelain vase, exuding a calm and elegant charm.
Actually, when Tan Chulü is quiet, her face doesn't have much of a human touch.
Wei Guan watched his profile from afar, listening to the music, and thought calmly.
There's no reason why.
They didn't treat him like anything special.
Younger brother, junior. Wei Guan completely lacks this so-called warmth.
He was simply... quite happy to see Tan Quelu laugh.
Whether his face was stained with crimson blood or radiated a chilling ferocity, it did not diminish the boy's breathtaking beauty. But Wei Guan preferred to see him alive in the world.
—Compared to Tan Chuanlu, whose face was covered in blood, asking himself with cold doubt what lifting was.
Wei Guan would rather see him take off his sunglasses, his eyes red, and say that Grey Wolf loves Red Wolf very much.
Tan Quelu sat calmly in her chair, ignoring the NPC's ever-present gaze from behind, and completed her elective course with utmost seriousness.
As usual, he digested the lessons for a while, quickly finished practicing the piano, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and prepared to head home.
"Are you hungry?" Wei Guan stood at the door. "The villa has a new menu. I'll take you there to eat."
Tan Quelu shook her head, blinked her big eyes and smiled innocently, refusing without hesitation: "I'm not hungry, you eat it yourself."
Wei looked at him for two seconds to make sure that Tan Quelu was genuinely not hungry and not just being stubborn, then nodded slightly: "Okay, I'll have the driver take you home."
He guessed that Tan Chulü didn't want to see him right now.
To his surprise, Tan Quelu looked over and asked, bewildered, "Aren't you going to see me off?"
"....deliver."
That's more like it.
Tan Quelu nodded, casually tossing her backpack to the man as if it were the most natural thing in the world. She then got into the back seat, put on her sunglasses, and closed her eyes like an empress dowager: "Let's go then."
He's more imposing than Little Grey.
At least Little Grey Wolf says thank you, Brother Sheep.
Wei Guan, dressed in a white shirt and trousers, stood calmly in front of the car, carrying a cheap backpack of questionable quality.
After a while, he pressed his temples and suddenly chuckled softly.
......
Wei Guan was the driver again, taking Que Lu back to school.
Regardless of the brand, Wei Guan's cars are all very expensive, and their performance is naturally excellent. In less than half an hour, the two of them came to a smooth stop at the entrance of St. Weston.
Tan Quelu took the backpack from the passenger seat and was about to get out of the car.
Wei Guan spoke up: "Wait a minute."
Peacock Green turned around, bewildered: "What's wrong?"
Wei Guan reached out and gently removed the cheap sunglasses from his face, then took a box of new sunglasses from the car cabinet and handed it to him.
He said succinctly, "Wear this."
The sunglasses case features the familiar Eden logo, and they don't obstruct vision at all when worn. The frame has a sensor chip that can connect to smart devices after iris and fingerprint registration, and can also translate simultaneously.
This reflects Eden's consistent high-tech style.
Tan Quelu put on sunglasses, looking a little bewildered.
Wei Guan explained, "I had my assistant buy it while you were practicing the piano. It won't affect your eyesight."
Tan Quelu gave an "oh," looked at him through her glasses, and saw his handsome features and calm demeanor. A few seconds later, she suddenly asked herself, "Are you short of clothes lately?"
Tan Chuanlu replied inexplicably, "We don't lack it."
"I often go shopping with my boyfriend until the early hours of the morning, only to be forced to pay by my roommate using my credit card." The young man repeated his words casually: "You try to refuse, but they just won't listen."
The system, which had been feigning inactivity, suddenly became excited: [Host, we can fleece the welfare NPC! He's countless times richer than an F1 driver, let's fleece him!!]
Then they'll really strike it rich!!
Tan Quelu ignored it, blinked, and looked at Wei Guan innocently: "I'm also troubled, but they think I'll be looked down upon at the welcome banquet next month, so they insist on buying me clothes."
"But actually I'm not really interested in money or jewelry. So what if it's a welcome party? I just want to study hard and get into a university in the capital."
The boy reached out and, with a pure yet stubborn air, tidied the stray hairs by his ear, his tone sincere and earnest: "I don't even know the brands of those luxury goods, Wei Guan, I'm so stupid."
Wei watched him, recalling the greeting card Tan Quelu had written to Santa Claus.
The greeting card featured more brand-name items than the Christmas tree itself, which looked beautifully written, giving the impression that they were determined to burn Santa Claus out.
Wei Guan calmly hummed in agreement: "I know, you just want to study hard."
"Wei Guan, you understand me best."
Tan Quelu smiled at him, then stubbornly and innocently got out of the car, waved goodbye, and walked into St. Weston School.
Until his slender, tall figure disappeared.
Wei Guan finally looked away, stepped on the gas, and drove back to the Wei family manor, stopping outside his usual villa.
When I got off the bus, the driver was standing at the door talking to a woman.
"I'm sorry; there are many things going on at the company, and I'm not very clear about President Wei's personal matters..."
"Aunt Chen."
The driver quickly turned around, looked at Wei Guan with a sigh of relief, and said respectfully, "Madam, Mr. Wei, I'll go back to work now."
Wei Guan nodded and told her to leave.
The woman leaned against the wall of the villa's gate, remaining silent throughout, and watched the driver leave with a smile.
Wei Guan walked into the villa, draped his suit jacket over the back of the study chair, and began to work with his eyes lowered.
The woman followed him in, her tone teasing: "Xiao Guan is doing really well now. The servants don't call you Young Master anymore, they all call you President Wei."
"I won't worry about you anymore when Zhiyan is half as successful as you."
Wei Guan acted as if he hadn't heard him, and simply said, "Speak plainly if you have something to say."
"Can't you contact my son for no reason?" Wei Xuanyun took a sip of water, a slight smile on her beautiful, aloof face, and looked at him meaningfully: "I heard that you requisitioned the villa in the southwest district and turned it into a pipe organ room."
"I remember you weren't interested in musical instruments, you only learned them for exams, and you haven't touched them since graduation. So, have you finally turned back into a normal human from being an AI?"
Wei Guan didn't speak; he had handsome and youthful features.
Wei Xuanyun looked at him, raising an eyebrow in surprise: "Or are you really a psychopath, having taken a fancy to a handsome eighteen-year-old boy? Xiao Guan, you're under a lot of pressure. If this continues, you'll be executed for committing a crime."
Wei Guan opened the document, glanced at his watch, and said calmly, "My dad has a five-minute attack. If you don't go see him soon, he might really die."
"......"
The air was still.
After a long pause, Wei Xuanyun clicked her tongue and finally stood up.
Before leaving the villa, she casually said, "I've run out of medicine. Can you get me some more this time? I'll teach you all the tricks your dad used to woo me back then."
"It takes skill to pursue a handsome young man. If you don't have some ability, how can you make him your kept man?"
"I didn't pursue him."
Wei Guan's gaze remained unmoved, his voice surprisingly calm: "He was never a caged bird."
......
When Tan Quelu returned to the dormitory, Xia Xing was sitting in the living room, looking at his phone with a gloomy expression.
The gate slammed shut.
He looked up, then stood up and forced a smile, saying, "Que Lu, you're back?"
Tan Quelu nodded and looked at him curiously: "Xiao Xing, what's wrong? You look pale."
"...It's nothing." Xia Xing waved her hand, feigning cheerfulness, and said, "Have you eaten? I noticed you didn't bring anything. What's wrong? Is Zhong Wan reluctant to spend money on you?"
They're always subtly trying to sow discord between us.
Tan Quelu smiled, her expression innocent and sweet: "No, I went to an elective class today, and Zhong Wan was busy with a project, so we weren't together."
"I see." Xia Xing nodded, then a few seconds later suddenly asked, "Is Zhong Wan very busy lately? Where is she working? What are the specific projects?"
Tan Quelu frowned, tried hard to recall, and then shook her head: "I'm not too sure either. He usually only takes me shopping or to parties, and he never talks to me about his work."
"Okay." Xia Xing smiled at him. "I suddenly remembered that I haven't finished the test paper yet, so I'm going back to my room first."
"OK."
Xia Xing turned and went into the room, locking the door behind her.
He returned to the small balcony, picked up his phone which was still connected to another call, and said with a grim and gloomy expression, "Did you hear that? Elm doesn't know anything at all."
On the other end of the phone.
The director of the Seagull Welfare Home clicked his tongue, still somewhat incredulous: "He knows nothing, yet he could catch the eye of Zhong Wan, the young master of the Zhong family?"
"And yesterday, the posts on your forum went viral. Zhong Wan was slapped in public by Tan Quelu and forced to kneel down. Is this some kind of curse? Would Zhong Wan really love a special admission student like that?"
Xia Xing gets annoyed when she hears others say that Zhong Wan likes to talk about Elk Green.
He sneered, "Que Lu is a good boy, what's so strange about loving him? Zhong Wan is not good enough for him at all, he only knows how to use money to insult Que Lu."
"..." The dean really thought he had lost his mind: "So giving money is considered an insult? Then why were you asking me for money like crazy the other day? Xia Xing, what's wrong with you lately?"
What's wrong.
Xia Xing didn't know what was wrong with him. He just wanted Tan Quelu to keep smiling—Quelu used to like him so much, and now that she was with Zhong Wan, she still considered Xia Xing the most important person.
Deep down, he still loves himself.
They are just temporarily deceived by Zhong Wan and misled by her sweet words.
Elk Green is a simple and good boy.
Xia Xing lowered her eyes, her voice softening, carrying a veiled warning: "I know what you're thinking, but you'd better not contact Que Lu."
"He lived in the light, striving upwards, and was sincere and beautiful."
“If you want to drag him into the dark, I will confront Zhong Wan directly.”
"Xia Xing, are you crazy? Do you really think you're all grown up now?!"
Xia Xing smiled, her bright eyes fixed on the sky, her smile unchanged: "I didn't mean that, it's just that Dean, you know me."
"Having nothing, I'm more willing to risk everything than anyone else. You can try and see if I dare."
"you--"
“As long as you don’t go after Que Lu, I promise to kill Zhong Wan sooner rather than later—there’s a pool activity at the welcome party, and he was pushed into a deep pool in his early years, so he has a fear of drowning and never goes into the water.”
"......"
Xia Xing didn't wait for the other party's reply. After saying this, she lowered her eyes and casually hung up the phone.
Bright sunlight streamed onto the balcony.
He looked at the banquet layout on his phone, his gaze falling on the pool area, his eyes darkening.
-
St. Weston, the Zhong family estate.
The silver-haired butler stood to the side, bowing his head to report: "Young Master, Mr. Tan Quelu's transfer medical examination report is here. In addition, we have transferred all of his medical examinations from childhood to adulthood from Lingqing No. 1 District Hospital, without any omissions."
The Seagull Welfare Home had a collaboration with a regular hospital in Lingqing District in its early years. The children in the welfare home received a 5% discount on their physical examinations, and Tan Quelu, as a member of the welfare home, was no exception.
A thin stack of reports lay scattered on the table.
Zhong Wan, with her short platinum blonde hair, listened to the applause through her Bluetooth earpiece with her eyes closed. Upon hearing this, she opened her eyes and looked at the stack of reports.
He paused, then frowned unconsciously: "Why is there so little?"
Tan Quelu is eighteen years old this year, so he should have at least fifteen years of medical examination reports. How could he only have this many?
Zhong Wan's own medical examination reports from the past six months are thicker than these.
“That’s normal, young master.” The butler explained to him, “The Seagull Welfare Home is not a large institution with limited funding. It only conducts physical examinations once a year, and only the cheapest package, with no more than ten items.”
"......"
Zhong Wan paused for a few seconds, then picked up the thin stack of reports, as if she were picking up Tan Quelu's cramped life over the past eighteen years.
His heart suddenly ached for no apparent reason.
Is this really the right thing to do?
It was just a random flashback, not even a dream, yet he became suspicious of Elk Green. He even secretly hired someone to investigate him.
What would Elm think if she knew?
Zhong Wan stared intently at the report cover, remaining motionless for a long time. Applause rang out continuously in her earphones, like the crescent-shaped eyes of a young man.
Just this once.
Zhong Wan comforted himself, thinking that he would only watch once, and once he was sure that Que Lu was not in any danger, he would never doubt him again, not even for half a second.
The blond boy lowered his eyes, and after a few seconds, he opened the medical report in his hand and carefully read through each page.
From the first year until now, all the indicators are clearly written down, and apart from malnutrition and physical weakness, he has not seen anything else.
The butler added, "Young master, there are also these photos. The children at the Seagull Welfare Home help the director with chores from a young age. They have many labor awards. These are photos of Mr. Tan."
Zhong Wan turned her gaze and saw many old photos.
The scenes evoke a sense of nostalgia, with the camera mostly focusing on a group of children in an orphanage. Little Tan Quelu stands in a corner, her face blurred, either sweeping the floor or wiping tables and tidying up benches.
...So that's how the calluses on his hands grew, day by day. Like a tall sapling, they left ring after ring of growth over time.
It turns out that there really was no problem with the green emerald.
Very good.
Very good.
Zhong Wan's heart suddenly started beating again.
The suppressed madness that had been building up since last night finally disappeared completely. The feeling of death was so real that he almost sped back to the Wenhua Building dormitory, forcibly dragged Tan Quelu out of the room, and interrogated him about why he had calluses on his hands.
And now, everything has the most perfect explanation.
Zhong Wan immediately got up and left the manor without looking back, excitedly wanting to find Tan Quelu.
Just as they reached the door, they suddenly encountered Wei Zhiyan and Xie Chenbi.
"Hey, Wan, why are you in such a hurry?"
Wei Zhiyan stepped forward and put his arm around Zhong Wan's shoulder with interest: "You're not going to find Little Green Sparrow, are you? Take us with you, the welcome banquet is coming up soon, does he have any new clothes to wear?"
"..."
Wei Zhiyan and Xie Chenbi helped him wrap up the project last night, so it's hard to refuse them now.
Zhong Wan's excited expression faded, and she nodded, "Then don't scare him. I don't want what happened last time to happen again."
"Don't worry, I think Little Green Sparrow is great now, and she's a perfect match for you."
Xie Chenbi remained silent throughout. The three of them got into Wei Zhiyan's flashy sports car, stepped on the gas, and quickly arrived at the entrance of Wenhua Building.
The crowd of onlookers remained in shock.
This time, these three tall and long-legged young men not only parked their car downstairs at the dormitory building, but also squeezed into the poor special admissions team, all bowing their heads as they entered the elevator, looking exactly like they were waiting for someone at the door.
[I feel so helpless, I feel like I've been transported into a melodramatic, cheesy romance novel!]
Inside the room, Tan Quelu rested her face on her hands, having just finished watching Little Grey Grey become friends with the sheep of Sheep Village.
The doorbell rang, and he opened the door.
The F3 members stood neatly at the entrance of room 401. Wei Zhiyan whistled at him in a cocky manner and said in a nonchalant tone, "Little Green Sparrow, wanna go out and play?"
The system excitedly exclaimed: [The ATM is here! The ATM is really here! Host, slaughter these three rich men!]
Tan Quelu blinked and smiled slightly: "Okay."
He didn't change his clothes, just put on his shoes and followed the three out. Wenhua Building was the dormitory for special admissions students, with only two elevators on each floor. It was the time when everyone was returning to their dormitories from the cafeteria, and the corridors were full of people.
A bunch of poor, stinking bastards.
Zhong Wan and the other two felt extremely uncomfortable.
But in order not to let Que Lu misunderstand that she looked down on the special admissions students, Zhong Wan still followed him into the elevator.
Xie Chenbi and Wei Zhiyan stood frozen at the door for a few seconds before entering, both frowning.
[Heh.] The system grumbled: [What are you pretending for? I don't think the specially admitted students really want to be in the same space as them!]
If it weren't for the rush to work and earn credits, who would want to ride in the same elevator as F3?
Inside the elevator, the expressions of the specially admitted students were visibly speechless.
However, the next second, their expressions suddenly froze simultaneously.
Because they saw it with perfect clarity—
In the center of the crowded throng, Tan Quelu, with her pure and innocent appearance, suddenly reached out, blinked, and gently took the hands of two people in full view of everyone.
and.
Neither of these two people are her boyfriend.
Xie Chenbi and Wei Zhiyan paused for a moment.
The specially admitted students' hearts tightened, and they instinctively squeezed together to try to block the two young masters from seeing each other's gaze, afraid that they would see what Elk Green was doing.
However, to everyone's surprise.
Wei Zhiyan raised an eyebrow slightly, but the next second, he remained completely still, standing to Zhong Wan's right, seemingly oblivious to everything.
It's not his fault.
It was Little Green Sparrow who led the wrong person.
Xie Chenbi's dark eyes were fixed on the elevator buttons on the left, but his hands made no struggle. A cold smile appeared on his face, as if he were silently reciting something to himself—
Ah, he still loves him after all.
This inevitably led to his slip-up.
"..."
The specially admitted students were completely bewildered.
[Host, what's the situation...?]
[Pretend you've mistakenly held your boyfriend's hand.]
The system was bewildered: [But what if F2 and F3 all misunderstand and think the host likes them...]
That's wonderful.
Tan Quelu smiled slightly: "After all, happiness is something you feel most secure when you imagine it yourself."
He's doing a good deed every day.
A note from the author:
Green peacock, good!
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