Chapter 315 Immovable as a Bell, Cold as Yama
Before Meng Ke could finish speaking, Leng Yanluo suddenly turned around and glanced at him, his gaze terrifying and chilling.
Meng Ke was so frightened that half a sentence stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say another word.
Is that person... really President An's friend?
He must have just been released from jail, he's really scary.
...
Anjing walked to the car. She wanted to sit in the back seat, but the door wouldn't open no matter how many times she tried. Leng Yanluo glanced at her and said indifferently, "Sit in the front. There's some stuff in the back, so there's no room."
Anjing had no choice but to open the passenger door, get in, and fasten her seatbelt. She glanced back and found the back seat empty, with no belongings in sight.
She looked completely bewildered: ? ? ?
Leng Yanluo calmly replied, "Oh, I'm sorry, I remembered it wrong."
Quiet:……
Anjing originally got into Leng Yanluo's car in order to get rid of Meng Ke's entanglement.
But who would have thought that they would escape one danger only to be put on another?
Ten minutes had passed since she boarded the train, and Leng Yanluo hadn't uttered a single word. The entire carriage felt terrifyingly cold, like an ice cellar.
To break the awkward silence, she cleared her throat and tried her best to find a topic to talk about: "Uh, thank you, Teacher Luo, for coming all the way to pick me up."
The thin lips beneath the mask of the cold Yama King pursed slightly: "Miss An, please don't misunderstand, it's just on the way."
On the way?
After thinking about it quietly, I realized that I would be passing by this place on my way to SKP.
Well, she was just being delusional.
Feeling down and too lazy to start a conversation, Anjing simply closed her eyes to rest.
Unexpectedly, when she didn't want to talk, Leng Yanluo suddenly seemed to have a flash of inspiration and took the initiative to ask, "Was that guy at the door just now... your boyfriend?"
An Jing paused for a moment, then realized he was asking about Meng Ke. She rolled her eyes and said, "No."
"Oh, that's good. Miss An, you should be careful. These young men these days are very cunning, specifically targeting rich, single women like you..."
Anjing interrupted impatiently, "Teacher Luo, this is not the Imperial Academy, and I am not your student. I have no interest in listening to your lectures. Besides, Meng Ke is an artist in my company. Please do not speak ill of him behind his back."
An's words carried obvious displeasure. Most people would have been embarrassed and shut up after hearing such words, but Leng Yanluo seemed to be born without any sense of embarrassment and continued speaking instead.
"Since she is an artist under Miss An's company, the boss and the artist should keep their distance. Besides, the child is so young and hasn't grown up in many ways, so she is not suitable for Miss An."
Anjing grew increasingly irritated and retorted, "How do you know it's not suitable? Being young has its advantages; they have boundless energy and are considerate. They're much better than those old and ugly bastards."
After she finished speaking, she realized something, turned her head and stared at Leng Yanluo curiously, "Huh, how come I never realized that Teacher Luo was such a gossipy person? Teacher Luo, how old are you? Do you have a girlfriend?"
Leng Yanluo's tone was devoid of emotion: "29, single, unmarried."
"Oh." Anjing nodded: "Then you're not young anymore. I'll keep an eye out for suitable candidates for Teacher Luo."
Leng Yanluo: "There's no need for Miss An to trouble herself with that."
Anjing: "No trouble at all, Teacher Luo. I have another question. Don't you usually take off your mask when you go out?"
"Don't pick them."
An Jing frowned: "It's summer, aren't you hot wearing this?"
Leng Yanluo was silent for two seconds before speaking again: "I've been injured and disfigured, and I can't face anyone. I might be the kind of old and ugly dog of a man that Miss An is talking about."
An Jing was stunned, not expecting him to say that.
She awkwardly tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and flattered her to ease the embarrassment, saying, "Uh, Professor Luo, how could you possibly be that kind of person? You teach and nurture students at Yudao Academy; your work is glorious and noble. After all, inner beauty is true beauty!"
Leng Yanluo glanced at her and suddenly said, "Miss An, thank you."
An Jing was taken aback: "Oh, what are you thanking me for?"
Leng Yanluo said indifferently, "Thank you for your perfunctory words of comfort amidst your busy schedule."
Quiet:"……"
We can't talk today.
The two arrived at SKP, and An Jing remained silent after Leng Yanluo's words.
I inexplicably feel that whatever I say will become a target of criticism.
She realized that this man, despite his cold and aloof demeanor, actually had a sharp tongue and was a master of witty remarks.
The car was parked in the underground parking garage, and An Jing and Leng Yanluo took the elevator up from the second basement level.
From pressing the elevator button to going to the men's clothing department on the third floor, the two successfully achieved the "most eye-catching achievement in the entire mall".
An Jing was initially a little embarrassed by the sidelong glances and whispers around her, but she got used to it over time.
Based on the principle that fairies don't hold grudges against Yama, she took the initiative to discuss with the people around her: "Teacher Luo, although you have to wear a mask, there's no need to choose such a serious style. I think masks are like clothes. I suggest you wear this one in the Imperial Academy and change to a different style when you go out."
"For example?" Leng Yanluo glanced at her.
"Like No-Face from Spirited Away, someone who's both low-key and gentle..."
Anjing imagined the scene for a moment, then quickly shook her head: "Forget it, it's okay in anime, but it's still a bit creepy in real life..."
Leng Yanluo remained silent, looking at his reflection in the elevator mirror with a thoughtful expression.
After exiting the elevator and turning a corner, I arrived at a men's clothing store.
An Jing was a regular customer at this store, and the sales assistant greeted her warmly as soon as she saw her: "Ms. An, you've arrived?"
Anjing nodded quietly: "Let me see your store's latest menswear."
"Okay!"
The sales assistant hurriedly pulled another sales assistant behind the counter to get the clothes. Before leaving, she couldn't help but glance at Leng Yanluo again and whispered to the person next to her, "Who is that person next to Miss An? Wearing a mask in broad daylight is quite scary."
"What do you know? It's perfectly normal for rich people to have some strange quirks. Maybe this is another young heartthrob that Miss An has recently hooked up with. He's too handsome and doesn't want others to see him, so he specially arranged for him to wear a mask when he goes out? Speaking of which, Miss An has come here so many times, but this is the first time she's brought someone along. It seems that this guy has a high chance of rising to the top in the future."
The sales assistant's voice was low, but it still carried to the ears of the quiet person and those around her.
Leng Yanluo disliked being discussed, and his aura became even colder than before.
He glanced at An Jing and said in a cool tone, "Miss An seems to be very familiar with this store. Do you often come here to buy clothes for men?"
An Jing felt a little embarrassed by what the two people were saying. Heaven knows what kind of young, handsome guy she had?
All her clothes were bought for one person, someone she bought but would never be able to wear in her lifetime.
Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth, but smiled and said, "This is my private matter, so there's no need to tell Teacher Luo, right? Teacher Luo can just choose what she likes, and I'll pay for it."
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