Chapter 42 [VIP]
The twisted steel pipe was carelessly tossed outside the door, its sharp end gleaming coldly under the light.
Wei Guan frowned, looking at Tan Quelu's hand, his voice devoid of emotion: "Come out first."
Tan Quelu said "oh," then immediately turned around, leaving Wei Zhiyan behind, and tried to slip out of the room.
Wei Guan stepped forward again, his palm passing through the hole, and opened the door to the room with one hand.
No need for the green one anymore, just walk out confidently.
He noticed the man's gaze on his hand, so he obediently held it out and waved it in front of him: "Mr. Wei, my hand is fine."
General Manager Wei?
Wei Guan gave him a deep look, nodded, and tried to take Que Lu away: "It's good that you're alright. Let's go back to the villa first."
The kitchen is already preparing lunch.
Wei Zhiyan, who was in the room, then realized what was happening and hurriedly followed.
He strode forward and stood in front of Tan Quelu, subtly protecting him, a forced smile appearing on his pale, handsome face: "Brother, what brings you here?"
"Did the housekeeper bother you again? I already told you, there's no need to bother you."
The butler, who had been standing by unnoticed, twitched his lips and rolled his eyes at the young master in his mind.
Wei Zhiyan's previously dazed and confused mind was instantly cleared by Wei Guan's appearance.
He had been afraid of his older brother, Wei Guan, since he was a child. Wei Guan's personality was unpredictable. When he was young, he was either learning how to handle company affairs from Grandma Wei or helping Wei Xuanyun feed their father medicine. When they were alone, the other party would never take the initiative to say anything to him.
Even as he grew up, Wei Guan maintained a cold and aloof demeanor, like an emotionless AI robot.
How could he possibly understand Tan Quelu's concern for him?
Thinking of this, Wei Zhiyan felt even more that the man in front of him had a bad expression and was definitely angry about Tan Quelu's action of sawing the door earlier.
The other party is autocratic and dictatorial, an invisible tyrant. He is meticulous to the point of being harsh on his work, has a very strong desire for control, and does not allow anyone to cross the red lines he has set.
The Wei family is Wei Guan's territory. Tan Quelu has recklessly caused trouble right under his nose. Wei Guan might be planning how to make things difficult for Tan Quelu.
Wei Zhiyan was extremely nervous. He shielded Que Lu and explained calmly, "Brother, Que Lu didn't mean it just now, don't be angry."
"It was his first time visiting the Wei family, and he wasn't familiar with the place. He was so reckless because he was so worried about me."
"He's my classmate, I'll take care of him, no need to trouble you."
Wei watched him, his expression extremely indifferent.
He hasn't even spoken yet.
Tan Quelu suddenly reached out and forcefully pushed Wei Zhiyan away, her eyes clear and indifferent: "Are you sick?"
He didn't stop, and Wei Zhiyan was caught off guard. He felt as if his right shoulder had been struck by lightning by a large truck, and the pain made his mind go blank.
He staggered a couple of times, and after a long while, he finally came to his senses and turned around: "Emerald Green...?"
Tan Quelu walked up to Wei Guan, frowned at him, and looked at him as if he were a fool: "Wei, how could you think of President Wei like that?"
"President Wei is a very nice person. He gave me directions and let me into the Wei family home. He wasn't angry at all."
"You're judging others by your own petty standards, judging others by your own younger brother's standards, and judging a domineering CEO by your own high school student's standards."
"Wei Zhiyan, I never expected you to be this kind of person."
"......"
Wei Zhiyan felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder, his face pale. He tried to explain, "Que Lu, come here quickly. You don't understand my brother. He'll be angry..."
"Shut up!" Tan Quelu glared at Wei Zhiyan. "Say it again?"
"You won't allow me to talk about him like that!"
Wei Zhiyan: "......"
Wei Zhiyan felt that Tan Quelu was really too silly and naive.
No matter who it is, as long as they put on an act, they are considered a great person in his eyes.
The cold and ruthless Zhong Wan is a good person, the sinister Xie Chenbi is a good person, and the scheming Xia Xing is a good person.
Now, even Wei Guan, whom the entire city of Viss dares not provoke, is a good person.
He exhaled, as if he wanted to say something more.
Wei Guan said expressionlessly, "Take him in."
"Change the door, and keep it closed for another three days."
The butler bowed respectfully: "Yes."
She immediately led the servants behind her to help the young master up.
Wei Zhiyan frowned, did not struggle, and looked at Wei Guan: "Brother, are you still going to lock me up?"
What did he do wrong?
Wei watched him: "Ten minutes ago, the South Villa called a private doctor."
The South Villa is where Wei Xuanyun lives.
Wei Zhiyan paused.
The butler added at the opportune moment: "Young Master, Madam just experienced a sudden heart palpitation and almost fainted downstairs. The doctor said her old illness has flared up, and although it's not very serious, she still needs surgery."
"Madam is currently preparing the procedures to stay in a sanatorium for half a month to recuperate before undergoing surgery."
Wei Zhiyan opened his mouth: "...I don't know."
She was so harsh and unforgiving when she argued just now, showing no sign of weakness whatsoever.
The butler nodded understandingly: "Young Master doesn't come home often, and Madam doesn't like to talk about her illness, so it's normal that she doesn't know."
"President Wei said that you don't need to stay with Mr. Lu for the next three days. He will have someone pack up and send Mr. Lu to a sanatorium as well. Hopefully, you won't plead for him this time."
Wei Zhiyan immediately said, "Brother, I didn't plead for him. He just lost control of his bladder and bit his tongue. I just wanted to call a doctor. Mom misunderstood."
Wei Guan didn't speak, but the butler chuckled and said, "That's even better. In three days, the young master can go and explain to the madam himself. She will be very happy."
Wei Zhiyan pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.
Wei glanced at the servant and said succinctly, "Change the door, and let him out in three days."
"Yes, Mr. Wei."
After giving the instructions.
The young man calmly left with Tan Quelu.
The rain outside the window subsided, but the boy turned back and earnestly reminded her, "Wei, don't talk about President Wei like that anymore."
He is an extremely nice person.
Wei Zhiyan: "......"
The boy stared at the two figures as they walked away. After a long while, he frowned and looked at the butler: "My brother is definitely still angry and wants Que Lu to leave the Wei family right now."
“This is Elk Green’s first time here, and he doesn’t know the way. Aunt Zhao, why don’t you go and keep him company, and tell him that I’ll be going back to school when I get out?”
"Tell him not to worry too much about me and not to come to the Wei family again, it's too dangerous here."
"Oh right, remember to tell him to remove me from the blacklist."
"I can let him know I'm safe on my phone."
The butler smiled gently and chuckled as he agreed to everything, but inwardly he narrowed his eyes and took a long, weary puff of smoke.
well.
Little did the young master and the others know that President Wei had already been secretly having an affair with Miss Que Lu, exchanging flirtatious glances and engaging in clandestine activities.
What kind of bewildered and shocked feelings will they experience?
......
Tan Quelu left the attic and walked familiarly toward the place where he would have lunch.
Wei Guan, standing beside him, spoke slowly and deliberately: "Thank you, Little Green Sparrow."
"Huh?" Tan Quelu was dumbfounded: "Thank me for what?"
"Thank you for what you just said." The man's voice was pleasant, and she calmly mimicked his tone: "Don't talk about President Wei anymore, he's a super, super nice person."
His voice was deep, making Tan Quelu want to laugh.
"You're welcome."
They shared an umbrella, and Wei Guan was using the one Tan Quelu had given him. The green checkered pattern created a small but effective space, providing shade and protection from damp raindrops.
Just like the person Tan Quelu.
Not only is he fierce and handsome, but he is also pure and cute.
Not only is it bloody and violent, but it is also very kind and gentle.
Not only are they fanatical and indifferent, but they are also innocent and adorable.
It's folded into three sections; no matter how you fold it, there's always a surface.
The two walked on the pebble path after the rain.
Wei Guan asked calmly, "Why did you suddenly decide to visit this place?"
In the past, after finishing her lessons, Tan Quelu would usually choose to practice the piano and do her homework at the villa, or wait for Wei Guan to come over so they could go out for dinner together.
This was his first time choosing to explore the Wei family.
The rarity is comparable to a hardcore gamer turning into a scenery enthusiast, or a strategy fanatic becoming a casual player, and someone unprecedentedly starting to explore the game map.
Tan Quelu reached out to catch the cool, wet raindrops outside, looking quite relaxed: "Nothing much, I just suddenly wanted to take a look."
Wei looked at his profile and asked, "Do you like it here?"
Tan Quelu thought for a moment and nodded: "I like it very much. The plants here are lush, the decoration is beautiful, and the overall scenery is very high-class."
“It’s very different from the temple.”
Wei Guan hummed in agreement, not pressing for details about Que Lu's past life, and explained as they walked: "The Wei family's architectural style is inspired by the capital Avalon, with island elements, and many of the plants were transplanted from Avalon, which is why it is so lush."
Knowing that Wei Xuanyun had decorated this place, Tan Quelu couldn't help but ask curiously, "Sister Wei really likes Avalon?"
He called Wei Guan's mother "sister," Wei Guan's younger brother "classmate," and Wei Guan himself "uncle."
Good.
Everyone is offering their own opinion.
Wei Guan remained expressionless and tilted the umbrella towards the green-clad woman: "She studied in Avalon for four years. During those four years, Lu Yan stayed by her side, keeping it a secret from the Wei family, and lied to her about being in love."
Tan Quelu blinked and repeated, "Trick her into falling in love."
The two entered the dining villa. The man folded his umbrella, and the fabric on his shoulder was slightly damp from the rain.
He didn't pay any attention, took off his coat, and sat down to eat with Tan Quelu.
Que Lu took a sip of warm water, and thinking of the argument she had overheard earlier, asked, "Wei Guan, is Sister Wei's illness serious?"
“It’s very serious.” Wei Guan said calmly and bluntly: “Before Lu Yan cheated on her, he had been drugging her for six months.”
He deliberately let Wei Xuanyun discover his affair, hoping to make her lose control. Women are driven by hormones; even the most hateful woman will still harbor a sliver of hope for a man, let alone someone as loving as Wei Xuanyun.
The apple of the eye of the Wei family, the only daughter of a top-tier wealthy family, eloped with him and bore him two children.
Lu Yan's plan was to drive Wei Xuanyun insane, causing her to impulsively kill her mistress. Then, he would uphold justice and send her to a mental hospital, infuriating the two old men and successfully inheriting the Wei family.
However, Lu Yan did not expect that Wei Xuanyun would knock him unconscious, drag him to the garden, and then run him over with her car to wake him up.
Their love was built on hormones and lies. From childhood to adulthood, the wealthy families around them each had their own absurdities, and the children they raised often had their own psychological problems.
After helping Que Lu dismantle the two crabs, Wei Guan wiped his hands and said with his handsome features, "Que Lu, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure, what would you like to ask?"
"I'd like to know what your definition of love is."
Tan Quelu scooped up a spoonful of crab meat, chewed it, and said quite matter-of-factly, "Two people get together, establish a relationship, and then one of them cheats on the other. The two start arguing and fighting. In the end, the man is killed by the woman, and the woman flees everywhere, finds a temple, and is saved by a merciful god."
"Or change the gender."
"In short, it's about one side killing the other and then offering it as tribute to the mothers and fathers."
"The key point is to pay tribute."
Nothing else matters.
Because once the mothers and fathers have received all the money, their compassionate expressions vanish instantly.
Once they had the other party's identification, they looked down at them with a terrifying, hypocritical gaze.
It's like watching a lamb to the slaughter, a shell for making money.
Under coercion and enticement, these people often succumb and gradually become numb, becoming the tentacles of their parents' crimes.
Tan Quelu summarized: "Being together, offering tribute. Arguing, offering tribute. Cheating, offering tribute. Breaking up, offering tribute."
"This is love."
"So, I don't think Sister Wei was deceived in her relationship."
Because that's what love is like. It's made up of lies and impulses, and it's shattered by lies and impulses.
Just like the many science films for teenagers that Wei Guan helped him choose, Tan Que Lu watched them all but was not swayed in the slightest.
Because in reality, such conventional love doesn't exist. Life teaches us to talk about love, but lies are the norm.
system:【......】
It's all messed up.
It finally understood where the host's passive skill of subconsciously turning others into ATMs came from!
Wei watched him calmly and expressed his understanding: "It's like the Ponzi scheme you wrote about in the finance section."
Wei Guan discovered this long ago.
He assigned the other party many tasks, including those related to finance. When Tan Quelu was analyzing and dissecting the case, he subconsciously thought of fraud, and his line of thinking was highly similar to that of the Criminal Code.
Purchase an investment, expect short-term gains, aggressively recruit new members, and ultimately face complete collapse.
Tan Quelu smiled sheepishly: "It's alright, after all, I'm somewhat of a finance enthusiast."
He used to manage part of the temple's accounts.
Wei Guan nodded, feeling that all the books on youth education he had read were like waste paper.
After dinner, the light rain outside the window finally stopped.
Tan left with his green backpack, and Wei Guan drove him there. When the car arrived at the entrance of St. Weston, the boy suddenly spoke up: "Wei Guan, is there something you want to say to me today?"
The carriage was bright.
The young man paused for a moment, his dark eyes revealing a hint of embarrassment: "Hmm."
"What did you say?"
Wei looked into the peacock-green eyes.
After a long pause, he said, "I'm very worried about you."
I'm worried about your mental health.
I worry that you'll grow up like this, leaving no memories worth smiling about in your precious youth, but instead getting caught up in one meaningless "relationship" after another, using the bad days of the past as examples to exhaust your emotions and pretend to be someone you're not.
"Do you remember what I said before?"
Wei Guan raised his hand and gently patted Tan Quelu's head, as if he were stroking a tired and bewildered fledgling: "Live towards the sun and be a powerful person."
He hoped he was sunny.
Because when someone lies, the liar often suffers a greater backlash—a silent, psychological erosion that can affect their entire life.
Tan Quelu and Wei Guan looked at each other and suddenly felt as if they had returned to that night at the swimming pool.
My heart was soothed by the soft, tranquil ripples of water; it was utterly peaceful.
Wei Guan said, "The housekeeper told me that you heard an argument in the attic."
"The Wei family's marriage was a complete failure. When I mention them, I'm trying to say that there's a lot of room for error in life."
"Eighteen is a great age. When I was eighteen, I would sometimes feel spirited and exhilarated when I saw the lush plants in the yard."
"Green Sparrow, you should always have that sunny disposition."
Wei Guan recalled the smiling expression on Grandma Wei's face before she passed away.
Time flows like water. In just over two thousand days and nights, he has grown from a young man into a man, and the words he once dismissed have now become a prophetic statement.
He truly understood her.
To love someone is to be their unwavering support.
He finally understood that in that life-or-death struggle against his opponent, he was not the one who had the better strategy.
It was because of her deep love for her daughter that she was willing to use the entire Wei family as a bargaining chip, making him willingly become a believer in power, step by step, just to defeat her by half a point.
And that son-in-law was someone she didn't want in the first place.
Neither of them won; they simply got what they wanted.
Tan Quelu looked at Wei Guan for a long while, then reached out and gently touched the man's brow bone.
Wei Guan looked up and grasped the boy's fingertips.
At that moment, they were like two small animals that used touch instead of words, their body temperature becoming the carrier of their emotions, warming each other.
The carriage remained silent for a long time.
Elm opened her eyes, her pupils clear and black: "Don't worry about me."
"Actually, I understand everything."
The boy whispered, "Everything will be alright once all the missions are over."
"With you on my side."
"I'm not worried about myself at all."
The young man raised an eyebrow and lightly flicked his forehead: "What do you know?"
He thought he didn't even understand what liking someone meant.
Sunlight streamed in through the car window; after a rain, the warm autumn sun made the car bright and cheerful.
Wei Guan sighed somewhat helplessly, his dark eyes handsome, and bent down to hug Tan Quelu.
The boy obediently whispered in the man's ear, "Wei Guan, please rest assured, I will definitely be a little bird that faces the sun. Wei Guan, please rest assured, I will definitely be a little bird that faces the sun, chirp chirp chirp, chirp chirp chirp..."
He's still sucking.
Wei Guan suppressed a laugh, and after a long while, he finally curled up the corners of his lips and said in a low voice, "Don't worry about Que Lu."
"I will always stand by your side."
......
After returning to her dormitory that day, Tan Quelu posted a Weibo post to express her determination to Wei Guan.
User tqlhpl: [A little green sparrow that grows towards the sun]
The Guardian quickly followed up with its commentary.
A strong crowd gathered to observe: [The little green sparrow swaying in the wind]
Intense Spectatorship - Reborn Version: [The Pure and Beautiful Little Green Sparrow]
A powerful onlooker - reincarnated as: [The Handsome and Clever Little Green Sparrow]
A powerful onlooker - reborn again: [The well-behaved and adorable little green sparrow]
Strongly Watch - Don't Block Me: [A Powerful and Sunny Little Green Sparrow]
......
A dozen or so small accounts commented one after another, like fake accounts or Robert's bot.
Tan Quelu laughed uncontrollably, liking every comment and sending him a private message: [Wrong, it's Little Green Sparrow speeding up the progress.]
The system asked in confusion: [Host, what progress do you want to speed up?]
What else could it be?
It's about the task progress.
The temperature in Vis City is officially turning cooler, typical of autumn.
Xia Xing finally came out of the room, her hands covered in blood from smashing the wall, but she didn't try to play the victim to Tan Quelu anymore, and her mental state was actually quite good.
Elm sat on the sofa, smiled slightly, and watched him chat with her as if nothing had happened.
The system is on high alert: [What's the protagonist up to? Has he turned evil and mutated?]
"I don't know, and I don't care."
As long as Xia Xing behaves himself, even if he transforms into Ultraman in front of Tan Quelu one day, Tan Quelu can continue writing his test paper without changing his expression.
Zhong Wan still didn't come to class, and Wei Zhiyan was under house arrest at the Wei family home. No one realized that Xie Chenbi's boyfriend was Tan Quelu.
St. Weston fell into a brief, eerie calm.
That evening, Tan Quelu took the initiative to invite F2 to dinner.
Xie Chenbi still drove to pick him up.
When Tan Quelu sat in the passenger seat, the black-haired boy had a calm expression and a very indifferent demeanor.
Tan Quelu asked knowingly, "Chen Bi, what's wrong?"
Xie Chenbi remained silent, thinking about the Weibo post he had seen earlier that day.
From the moment Tan Quelu started posting on Weibo from her alternate account, every single post was a humble declaration of love for Xie Chenbi. It seemed as if Tan Quelu's world revolved solely around him; all her joys, sorrows, and emotional intensity stemmed from Xie Chenbi.
But today, for the first time, Xie Chenbi didn't understand Tan Quelu's Weibo post.
What does it mean to grow towards the sun?
Did he unintentionally say this to Tan Quelu?
Or did he read related books or post related content at some point?
Xie Chenbi couldn't remember.
What's even more infuriating is that after that aggressive observer blocked him, he still dared to go to Tan Quelu's Weibo and post those nonsensical comments.
Although Tan Quelu did not reply, he liked every single one of her posts.
They were speaking in a language Xie Chenbi couldn't understand, using secret codes that only they could comprehend.
Xie Chenbi felt a strange, cold anger.
He considered this account, along with Tan Quelu, as his own property. Tan Quelu's emotions and reason should revolve solely around him.
How dare they openly flirt on the account that belonged to his crush?
The black Land Rover was driving very fast.
The system was terrified, fearing that F2 would get so jealous that it would short-circuit and slam on the gas, taking the host down with it.
Tan Quelu remained unfazed: "This isn't even half the speed I used when I killed him last time and was holding a position."
That talk about Greenery was truly a wild and unrestrained experience, full of lightning and sparks, much cooler than Xie Chenbi.
He turned his head, opened the car window, let the wind blow his hair, and gazed at the sky with a carefree and relaxed air.
Xie Chenbi paused, somewhat surprised by the other party's reaction.
He thought that Elk would be so scared that her face would turn pale, and that because she liked him, she would secretly put on a brave face and refuse to show weakness.
You can turn your head to look.
As night fell, the city of Vis was ablaze with lights, like a surging, radiant river. Tan Quelu's profile, illuminated by the lights, revealed a spirited air never before seen on him.
He seemed to be trying to feel the wind, the light, and a moment worth remembering.
—Moments in precious youth that deserve to face the sun and grow.
It feels so unfamiliar.
How vivid!
Talk about the vividness that the greenery had never shown to him before.
Xie Chenbi suddenly became lost in thought.
Sudden.
The boy's heart skipped a beat, and his right eye and the back of his head suddenly roared. A few seconds later, a huge and intense, unfamiliar pain surged up.
It felt as if someone had stabbed him mercilessly into his eye socket, and blood suddenly gushed out and splattered.
The system, gazing at the road ahead, screamed in terror: "Holy crap, F2, you idiot! What are you doing, standing there like a madman?! There's a car ahead! A car ahead! A car ahead!! Big brother, watch the road! Aaaaaaah!"
[Host, jump out of the car! This fool has gone mad!!]
Without batting an eye, Tan Chuolu swiftly reached out and twisted the steering wheel to avoid the vehicle in front.
With a creak, the black luxury car temporarily stopped on the side of the road.
The highway horns blared angrily in response to the earlier accident.
Tan Quelu glanced sideways, and after a moment, when her eyes met Xie Chenbi's suddenly raised pupils, she raised her hand expressionlessly.
A muffled thud.
After knocking F2 unconscious, Tan Quelu calmly said, "He remembers."
A note from the author:
They're here to squeeze every last drop of profit out of you again. (opens mouth) (Ah—)
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