Chapter 108 Nobles 6
The afternoon sun shone through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the indoor tennis court in a bright and intense light. The air was filled with the scent of sweat and fresh grass after exercise.
Lu Xuejin is swinging his racket on the court. His white sportswear makes his figure look tall and slender, and every movement is full of natural elegance and power. The tennis ball cuts through the air and makes a rapid and rhythmic whistling sound.
Kang Yuan stood quietly by the bench in the rest area, holding a clean towel in his hands. His posture was impeccable, and his eyes were fixed on the dazzling figure in the room, ensuring that he could step forward at the first moment the young master needed him.
He had always stayed by the young master's side like this.
Given the young master's family background, not many people are qualified to stand by his side. He takes advantage of his position as a servant to accompany the young master, making him a thorn in the side of others.
But today, silence has intervened.
Kang Yuan caught a glimpse of the specially admitted student's profile out of the corner of his eye; his cheek was taut.
The silence was broken by the sudden vibration of his phone. Kang Yuan glanced at it and saw it was a call from his family, a flash of displeasure crossing his eyes. He quickly walked outside the venue to answer it.
"As I said, we should communicate by text message if anything comes up. A sudden phone call really disrupts my work."
On the other end of the phone was a powerful uncle who launched into a scathing rebuke, his tone cold and harsh.
"Work? Idiot! Who gave you permission to report those unfounded rumors to the master? What kind of people the young master employs is none of your business. Kang Yuan, all these years you've relied on the Lu family, others fawn over you and respect you, and even your own family doesn't dare to say anything to you. Has that made you so arrogant that you really think you're the young master's relative and dare to interfere in his affairs?"
The uncle said with exasperation, "You still dare to act behind the young master's back? Are you the young master's man or a member of the Lu family? Kang Yuan, you've really lost your mind!"
Kang Yuan's mind went blank until he heard the last, resounding sentence—
"Pack your things and get back here right now. Your brother will take your place at work. The master is kind enough not to hold you accountable and has even arranged a good job for you. Wake up and don't try to pester the young master!"
The word "replacement" was like a poisoned ice pick, piercing Kang Yuan's heart. His fingers gripping the phone tightened instantly, his knuckles turning white, his chest heaving violently, and a surge of emotion mixed with humiliation, fear, and resentment rushed to his eyes, making his vision blur.
He bit down hard on the soft flesh inside his mouth, tasting a faint metallic flavor, before managing to keep his voice steady as he respectfully answered the other end of the phone, "Yes, Uncle, I understand. I overstepped my bounds... I will hand over the reins to Kang Xing as soon as possible."
After hanging up the phone, the cold, electronic dial tone seemed to still echo in his ears. He realized what a foolish mistake he had made—he had actually tried to clear obstacles for himself by hinting at the dangers of silence to the elders of the Lu family.
He overestimated his importance in the Lu family's eyes. They didn't need an informant with his own ideas; they only needed an absolutely obedient tool who knew how to keep quiet.
As for the tools, he can make them, and so can specially admitted students.
Kang Yuan took several deep breaths to forcefully suppress the sob and anger that almost burst from his throat. Back in the rest area, his eyes were still abnormally red, but he tried his best to control his facial muscles and quickly returned to his usual docile and proper appearance. However, the fingertips of his hands hanging at his sides were still trembling nervously.
He finally couldn't hold back, lowering his voice to a very low hue, and asked:
"Are you feeling smug?"
He remained silent, not even blinking, as if he were nothing more than an insignificant wisp of air.
Kang Yuan saw Lu Xuejin stop hitting and was about to step forward when Lu Xuejin waved his hand, indicating that he was just taking a short break. His chest rose and fell slightly from panting, and the sweat made his skin look even smoother. His azure eyes seemed to be filled with mist, and his smile was absolutely deadly.
Those eyes glanced over and, seeing the silent, upright figures standing in the rest area, said, "What are you standing there for? Please sit down."
That special interest she showed in the specially admitted student pierced Kang Yuan's eyes like needles. His impeccable smile returned, his gaze following Lu Xuejin's leaping figure, but his lips moved with barely perceptible precision, his icy words like the flick of a viper's tongue, stabbing precisely into the silent ears:
"You think you can get close to the young master? Don't dream. He's just being kind and pitying you, giving you a little attention out of charity."
"The closest you've ever gotten to the young master is at times like this. You know, right? The young master is the undisputed heir of the Lu family. He has a vast family business to take over and countless more important matters to handle. Nobility? Nobility is just the threshold to meeting him. Someone like you, if you hadn't been lucky enough to get into Silver Oak, wouldn't even be qualified to know the young master."
"But the Silver Oak School that you worked so hard to get into is just a short stop in the young master's life. Once the young master graduates and leaves, someone like you from the gutter will be discarded and forgotten without hesitation."
"Just wait and see how those people you've offended will treat you. Hell awaits you."
Kang Yuan paused, then sighed as if genuinely concerned for Shen Mo, "Young Master is just too kind... that's why he sometimes gets distracted and pays attention to you lowly commoners. He cares about too many things; you're just something he picked up on a whim, insignificant, and will be forgotten in the blink of an eye. If you really think you can use this to rise to the top and live under Young Master's protection forever, you're too naive. You'd better start planning for the future and stop being so arrogant."
Just then, Mo Chen suddenly turned his head and glanced at him.
Its dark eyes remained fixed, devoid of any human emotion.
The eyes behind the glasses curved slightly, but the smile didn't reach them.
"I know his true nature best."
Kang Yuan waited for a long time but received no further comment. Just as he was thinking that Shen Mo was playing a trick on him, he heard the other party say in a mocking tone:
"However, you and he are definitely not from the same world. It's good to wake up early. I'll consider sending you a wedding invitation after we officially get married."
Kang Yuan: ? ? ?
"You..." Just as he was about to retort, Lu Xuejin stopped jumping, walked over and took the towel. His forehead was wet with sweat, a few strands clinging to his smooth forehead. His breathing was slightly rapid, but it added to his youthful vitality.
After wiping away her sweat, she seemed to suddenly remember something, her gaze falling on Kang Yuan, and she casually asked, "If you don't want to go to that company, I have other options. Continuing your studies is also a good choice."
Kang Yuan, who had been able to control his emotions even when he was being insulted and rejected by his family, was now on the verge of breaking down.
A surge of hot, acidic liquid rushed to his nose, his eyes instantly reddening, and warm tears almost welled up uncontrollably. He hurriedly lowered his head, using the act of adjusting the towel to conceal his embarrassment. "Thank you for your concern, young master. I have no interest in studying. I'd rather work. I also enjoy... working for you, young master."
Lu Xuejin seemed not to notice his unusual behavior, or rather, she didn't care. She simply nodded casually and then turned to the silence: "Come here."
Watching the two figures walk towards the dressing room, Kang Yuan blinked hard to hold back the tears in his eyes, his resolve growing stronger—he would do everything in his power to get back to the young master's side!
Let this special admission student be smug for now.
The Lu family would not allow a lowly commoner to stay by the young master's side for long. Silence will eventually understand that the gap between him and the young master is more than just a world apart.
Inside the dressing room, Lu Xuejin was fixing her hair in front of the large mirror wall, casually tossing it a couple of times.
"The product your colleague made is really useful. Here, we can actually sweat, get hurt, and feel pain just like ordinary human beings."
Lu Xuejin stared at her eyelashes, which were damp with sweat, with a sense of novelty.
He looked at his silent reflection in the mirror, gave a faint laugh, and said with a casual, pitying tone, "How pitiful. He's already so pitiful, why provoke him further?"
Lu Xuejin currently holds the highest authority in the small world. He can completely immerse himself in the small world, perceive the joys and sorrows of humans, and can also overturn the entire world at any time. Therefore, Chen Mo's provocative words to Kang Yuan just now all fell into his ears.
His silent gaze fell on a few unruly strands of hair, his fingers twitched very slightly at his side, but in the end he did nothing, only earnestly explaining to Lu Xuejin:
"I am stating the facts."
"What facts?"
He said silently, word by word, "Marriage."
Seeing that Lu Xuejin remained silent, he complained again, "Wife, you haven't called me 'husband' in a long time. When are we going to end this game?"
His expression was docile, and his tone was honest, but he was cunning.
Lu Xuejin suddenly turned her head, raised her palm, and silently and obediently moved her face closer.
He pinched his silent cheek and looked around.
"How come I never noticed before that you were so shameless?"
Dong Yao then chimed in, trying to sow discord: "That's how silence works; he plays the innocent role in the lab, and the researchers have no idea how cunning he is behind the scenes."
Lu Xuejin sighed and said, "Now I finally see you for who you really are."
"Such a refined and intelligent look..." he glanced at her sideways, "but it was all an act. Honey—you've fooled me so badly. What happened to graduating from a prestigious university?"
Without changing his expression, he said, "I have been studying diligently in private."
"It's just that I don't have a diploma."
“Yes.” Silence followed Lu Xuejin’s words and said, “That kind of thing is just proof, it doesn’t prove anything. Many graduates forget everything they have learned in a few years, but I review and learn all the time, so I know more than them.”
Dong Yao: [……]
It was a half-smile on its face: "Lu Xuejin, your husband's shamelessness surpasses everything else."
Lu Xuejin glanced meaningfully at the silence and said, "I see. What you said makes sense."
The next second after he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped smiling and pushed the silence out the door.
After taking a shower, Kang Xing broke the silence and was already waiting outside. He was even more silent and honest than his brother. Perhaps because it was his first time meeting Lu Xuejin, he was reserved and didn't say a word the whole time. He tactfully withdrew when they got to the dormitory.
As I pushed open the dormitory door, an enticing aroma of food wafted out.
Lu Xuejin raised her eyebrows in slight surprise, her gaze falling on the dining table in the center of the room.
Several brightly colored dishes were neatly arranged, their sweet and sour aromas perfectly balanced. Each dish was precisely to his liking, neither too much nor too little.
Gu Xiliu, wearing an apron around his waist and a strange smile on his face, said, "You're back? Come and try my cooking. It's my first time cooking, I don't know if it suits your taste, young master."
Lu Xuejin's gaze swept back and forth across the all-too-familiar dishes on the table, a hint of understanding and amusement flashing in his eyes. He understood the source of the strangeness almost instantly.
Dongyao had guessed as much. While feeling bored, it also thought that the silent person's fantasy was too advanced—a new term it had learned from the tree hole, which it felt was perfect for the situation. The silent person was exactly what the tree hole had discussed as a "cuckold fetish."
Otherwise, why would he allow Shen Yuncheng to interact with his sister-in-law, knowing that Shen Yuncheng liked her? And why would he manipulate Gu Xiliu, as a part of him, possess a strong sense of separation and individuality—in a sense, they are two separate people—to cook for Lu Xuejin?
These kinds of creatures will do everything in their power to possess everything they have. If it were to remain silent, it would definitely hide Lu Xuejin in a corner known only to itself, preventing any other creature from peeking in.
"You did all of this?"
Gu Xiliu cracked his knuckles, a forced smile on his face: "Of course, if you don't believe me, you can look at the wound on my hand."
Lu Xuejin didn't expose him. Instead, she went over to him naturally, reached out and affectionately put her arm around Gu Xiliu's shoulder, leaning half her weight against him, her chin almost resting on his neck.
This is a very intimate gesture, usually only used when he is in a very good mood and wants to tease someone.
He drew out his words, his warm breath brushing against Gu Xiliu's ear, his voice filled with undisguised interest, "Our young master Gu is actually willing to cook for me personally? I'm truly flattered."
Hearing Lu Xuejin's gentle embrace, Gu Xihe stiffened for only a moment before obediently wrapping his arms around her, cradling the boy's slender waist in his palms, and saying naturally:
"You're too thin, you need to eat more."
"As a lover, I'm pretty good, right? Consider me?"
Lu Xuejin chuckled softly, the vibrations of his chest transmitted through their pressed bodies. He turned his head, his lips almost touching Gu Xiliu's ear, and whispered in a light yet cruel tone, as if sharing some interesting secret:
“To be my lover, this is far from enough.” He paused, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Go kill Silence. Hmm? You don’t like that special admission student either, killing him would be a happy ending.”
What's going on here?
Gu Xiliu was stunned for a moment. Seeing Lu Xuejin's smile, he realized she was teasing him and couldn't help but smile too. He felt a little helpless, but also a little longing. He took Lu Xuejin's hand and kissed it.
"If you wish."
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