After the fake young master left home, he discovered that it wasn't raining at all outside.

Zhu Yan followed Song Chen to the lounge. Actually, the school built all five lounges in the same building, and Song Chen and Zhu Yan were even on the same floor. However, Song Chen had bought a larger and more luxurious apartment next to the school, and his sports car was parked in the garage. He also had a nanny to take care of his daily needs, so he rarely came to this lounge.

So even though they were only separated by a wall, Song Zhen didn't know Zhu Yan at all. He just felt that Zhu Yan looked familiar. After all, he only cared about his car and wasn't interested in any other gossip.

It's not just Song Qian; Shen Yan and Qin Ci also have houses outside and don't come here often. If we're talking about people you see frequently, it's Gu Ye from the Gu family.

Of course, it was just a brief encounter. Because our young master Gu has a very good relationship with Wen Chen, and harbors a great deal of resentment towards Zhu Yan.

"Come, come, Brother Zhu, make yourself at home." As soon as they entered the lounge, Song Zhen was incredibly enthusiastic. He invited Zhu Yan to sit on the sofa and even poured him a glass of water.

"He has ill intentions." Lu Ze looked at Song Qian, who was busy running around, and saw that he had no airs of a young master from a wealthy family.

"What are you doing here? I didn't invite you." Lu Ze didn't say anything nice, so Song Zhen naturally didn't give him a friendly look either.

"Wherever Brother Yan is, I'll be there too." Lu Ze said without any hesitation, plopping down next to Zhu Yan, causing Zhu Yan's body to jolt.

"Fine, I'm magnanimous, I won't hold it against you."

Lu Ze didn't argue with him anymore, and opened all the takeout containers and put them on the table.

Song Qian thoughtfully unpacked the disposable chopsticks, wiped them with a tissue, and then handed them to Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan didn't take it, glanced at him, and asked, "Do you have a computer?"

"Yes, I'll go get it for you."

On their way to the lounge, Wen Chen was not far behind them. Not long after they entered, Wen Chen also walked into Zhu Yan's original lounge.

Having been tricked in the classroom, Zhu Yan wasn't so magnanimous. Since they enjoyed playing mind games so much, let's see who's the better player.

Five minutes later, Zhu Yan ate a few bites of food, picked up Song Qian's computer, and began typing rapidly on the keyboard.

Song Qian and Lu Ze both kept quiet at this moment, their intuition telling them that Zhu Yan was about to cause trouble.

Not long after, Zhu Yan stopped what he was doing, turned off the computer, and looked up to see the two of them blinking at him.

"Brother Yan, are you planning something fun again?" Lu Ze stared at Zhu Yan with expectant eyes.

"You'll see soon enough. I'm going to take a nap." Zhu Yan nestled into the sofa, found a comfortable position, and closed her eyes.

"Brother Zhu, go to bed and sleep. It's not comfortable to sleep like this." Song Zhen looked at Zhu Yan sitting on the sofa, leaning back, curled up, sleeping like that, looking a bit like a frail little cat.

Before Zhu Yan could reply, there was a loud knocking on the door next door.

"Zhu Yan! Was this your doing?! Get your ass over here right now!"

"Banquet!!!!!!!!!!!"

"..."

Hearing the loud pounding, Zhu Yan frowned, as if he had expected it.

Ugh, the soundproofing is terrible.

Lu Ze and Song Qian ran straight out. The door to Wen Chen's room was being pounded on so hard it started to vibrate, but it was clear that the electronic lock on the door seemed to be out of power.

The lounge's electronic door was connected to the entire room's electrical system; it would lock whenever the power was cut off. Zhu Yan, the former owner, was well aware of this.

So he just hacked into the school's system using his computer and cut off the power to the room next door.

The sweltering weather was unbearable without air conditioning. When Wen Chen discovered the power outage, he instinctively tried to open the door to go out, but the electronic lock was also out of power.

He is now locked in a room, a room without air conditioning or electricity.

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha..." Lu Ze stood outside Wen Chen's door, clutching his stomach and laughing so hard he was doubled over. "Young Master Wen, are you short of money to pay your electricity bill? Do you need me to help you out?"

"Stop banging! If you keep banging, I'll report you for disturbing the peace." Song Chen warned coldly, after all, his brother Zhu was still sleeping next door, and if he kept banging, it would disturb Zhu Yan's rest.

However, Song Zhen did not expect that Zhu Yan would hack into the school system as easily as playing a game.

The commotion upstairs was quite loud, which alerted Shen Yan and Qin Ci downstairs.

The two of them shouldn't be here in the first place, but when I was browsing Tieba at noon, I saw someone post a photo of Song Qian standing in the cafeteria fanning Zhu Yan.

Thinking that Zhu Yan had nowhere to go now and would probably go to Song Zhen's place, the two of them went to the school's lounge for the first time ever.

As luck would have it, the two had just gone upstairs when they heard a series of crashing sounds coming from the third floor, mixed with merciless laughter.

The two then went upstairs, and this was the scene that greeted their eyes.

Song Zhen heard footsteps behind him and turned around to find two onlookers.

"Qin Ci? What are you doing here? And who is this person next to you?"

Like Song Qian, Qin Ci also enjoys collecting sports cars, but he's not as obsessed as Song Qian; he just collects them for fun.

Song Zhen had previously bought a car from Qin Ci, and the two were quite familiar with each other.

However, Shen Yan didn't have this hobby, and the two weren't close.

"Him? You don't know him? That can't be right, he's Shen Yan." Qin Ci suddenly remembered that Song Qian was a car enthusiast, so it was normal that he didn't know someone like Shen Yan who had no interest in cars.

"We came up as soon as we heard the noise. What are you guys doing?" Qin Ci, as a seasoned gossip enthusiast, never misses a single piece of gossip. She definitely had to drag Shen Yan up to see what was going on.

Shen Yan glanced at the group of people in front of him and saw Lu Ze, but he didn't see Zhu Yan.

"Where's the banquet? Didn't you go with him?" Shen Yan asked.

"What do you want with Brother Yan?" Lu Ze looked at Shen Yan warily. Why was someone who had never said a word to him suddenly starting to care about Zhu Yan?

Shen Yan didn't answer him. He had originally thought that Zhu Yan was locked inside and came to see if there was anything he could help with.

But judging from Lu Ze's gloating expression, it was clear that the one locked inside was not Zhu Yan, but Wen Chen.

"Did you lock Wen Chen inside?" Qin Ci asked curiously.

"Hey, you can't just say things like that. We didn't do anything," Song Zhen immediately retorted, his expression firm.

The two denied it, but Shen Yan and Qin Ci could guess that they were involved in the matter.

Qin Ci stepped forward, walked to the door, and shouted, "Hey, Wen Chen, right? Here's the deal: tell me a few juicy tidbits of gossip, and I'll help you, okay?"

Shen Yan: ...

Wen Chen: ...

Lu Ze grabbed him and covered his mouth, saying, "Can you keep your voice down! Brother Yan is sleeping."

"Yes, Qin Ci, Shen Yan, I advise you to leave this matter alone and go quickly."

Seeing that Qin Ci wanted to help, Song Qian still spoke up to remind her.

He wouldn't care if it were anyone else, but since Zhu Yan did it himself, he naturally wanted to punish Wen Chen properly. What would happen if he were released?

"The banquet is with you? No way, when did you get so close to him?"

Qin Ci was puzzled when she discovered that Song Qian was involved in things other than the carriage.

He refused to attend banquets before, so why is he now helping with celebrations?

"You received orders too?" Shen Yan guessed immediately.

"What orders? I just admire Brother Zhu, is that not allowed? Let me tell you, Zhu Yan is my older brother now, so you'd better watch out from now on."

Song Chen didn't care about orders or anything like that; he only knew that the car was his life, and that he only had life if he pleased Zhu Yan.

Outside the door, the conversation was lively, but inside, there was only a despairing silence.

Stop talking, okay? Can you please help me?!

Wen Chen couldn't hear what they were saying, but he knew that Shen Yan and Qin Ci were also outside the door.

But it seems that neither of them intends to help him anymore, and Wen Chen has given up all hope for them.

Wen Chen: Zhu Yan! You've got guts this time, just you wait!

Song Qian and the others started chatting outside the door, showing no intention of stopping. Zhu Yan lay alone on the sofa, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, listening to the noise outside.

They were chattering away, and I couldn't understand what they were saying.

This building used to be completely silent, never bustling with activity. Now it's like a vegetable market.

"Tsk."

Unable to bear it any longer, Zhu Yan sat up, rested his arms on his knees, lowered his head, and rubbed his eyebrows with his right hand.

Then he got up and opened the door:

"Are you selling vegetables?" Zhu Yan's hoarse voice, still sharp from a sleepless night, was now laced with anger. He leaned against the door with one hand, his school uniform collar casually open, revealing half of his collarbone filled with lingering rage.

For a moment, the corridor was completely silent. Everyone stared blankly at Zhu Yan, not daring to utter a single word.

"Feel sorry."

Zhu Yan's powerful aura caused several people to inexplicably apologize, their mouths moving faster than their brains.

After finishing her speech, Zhu Yan turned and walked into the room, then sat on the sofa and lay down to sleep. She showed absolutely no awareness that this was someone else's territory. Lu Ze and Song Qian followed her in, closing the door behind them.

Outside the door—

Shen Yan and Qin Ci stared at the door, thinking for a while...

Why did they suddenly become so out of control? They actually apologized to Zhu Yan for the first time ever?!

Actually, the two people inside the door were also a bit confused, especially Song Zhen. He and Lu Ze stood blankly in front of the sofa, motionless, looking at Zhu Yan with restraint, wondering if they had angered Zhu Yan again.

No! My car!!!

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