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

After Lu Ze and the others left, the area near the entrance remained lively, with onlookers whispering among themselves.

"Who is this guy? I've never seen him before. Did he parachute in?"

"I don't know him. He's alright looking, but not as handsome as Young Master Zhu. But look at his watch and shoes... tsk tsk tsk, he's something else."

"Don't you all find it strange? The person these school leaders are welcoming isn't Young Master Zhu, but another complete stranger. What does that mean? His identity is even more terrifying than Young Master Zhu's!"

"Oh right, his background is even stronger than Young Master Zhu's?"

The clamor of discussion had drowned out the infatuated and flattering voices, making it difficult for Xie Shengan, who had just gotten out of the car, to ignore it.

He sneered inwardly: Zhu Yan, so what if you come from a better background than me? I studied at the best high school in G country for a year. What makes you think you can beat me there?

Xie Shengan seemed to be used to life under the spotlight, and he quite enjoyed the fearful gazes of the crowd. He raised his hand to straighten his clothes and smiled as he swept his gaze over all the students.

"Young Master Xie, you've arrived! On behalf of the entire school, I welcome you. It's truly an honor for us to have you grace our small school with your presence." Principal Zhou rushed over to Xie Sheng'an as soon as he got out of the car, his wrinkles unable to conceal his ingratiating smile.

"Alright, stop flattering me. It's so hot. Take me inside." Xie Shengan only glanced at Zhou Heng, his tone already very impatient after just a little sun exposure.

Zhou Heng: ...

Just because he donated 60 million, he's acting all high and mighty?

Zhou Heng is, after all, the principal of a prestigious school. If Xie Shengan hadn't given him so much, he wouldn't have spoiled Xie Shengan.

He was well aware of Zhu Yan's identity, but he also knew that even the president of H country couldn't just hand over a huge sum of 60 million for no reason.

Therefore, Xie Shengan can now be considered the school's biggest financial backer, at least for now, because the other four families only donated five million.

Zhou Heng: You'd better pray that the 60 million arrives smoothly, otherwise... hehe.

Zhou Heng cursed Xie Shengquan from head to toe in his mind, but the smile on his face did not diminish at all. After all, he had been the principal for so many years, and he was still very good at handling interpersonal relationships.

"It was my oversight. I'll take you in now." Zhou Heng reached out and stepped aside to clear a path for Xie Shengan. A group of students followed the leaders back to the classroom, chirping softly as they walked.

"That's so arrogant! He's even more arrogant than Wen Chen was back then."

"Exactly, money is useless for people who lack emotional intelligence and morality."

There were those who humbly flattered and those who couldn't stand it, and the group went back and forth in agreement.

"Shh, can you look around before you start talking about other people's crickets?" Someone noticed Wen Chen was right next to them and quickly nudged them with their elbow, signaling them to shut up.

The once savage Wen Chen was no longer as arrogant and domineering as before after the Wen family went bankrupt. At this moment, he sat in his wheelchair, staring blankly at Xie Shengan's back.

Is it even more powerful than the background of the celebratory banquet...?

Since the incident involving his Wen family, Wen Lin had shifted all the blame onto Wen Chen. That was the first time he realized the true nature of his father.

He was still covered in injuries when Wen Lin came in and slapped him hard across the face without saying a word. The bloodshot eyes in his eyes expressed his anger.

"Why did you go and provoke him in the first place! Are you satisfied now? Let me tell you, Wen Chen, no matter what method you use to beg for Zhu Yan's forgiveness, otherwise you're useless!"

That day, no matter how long he cried or how much pain he was in, he couldn't awaken Wen Lin's conscience or get back the tenderness he once had.

He still remembers the dissatisfaction in Lan Li's eyes and the disgust in Wen Huai's eyes.

It turns out, all love was a lie.

Love can be faked.

Now, he was silently making plans in his mind. In any case, he would never bow down to a banquet.

So what if you're the president's brother? Once I find a more powerful backer, you'll still be my defeated foe.

So he began to focus his attention on Xie Shengan, who was being protected by the school leaders.

Downstairs in the teaching building—

Zhu Yan tossed the trolley and the two buckets of water to the flowerbed on one side of the teaching building, where they were shaded by the trees and wouldn't get any sun. He then went to the stairs by the entrance and squatted down to play on his phone.

"Brother Yan! Brother Yan!" Lu Ze ran over from the main square and called out impatiently as soon as he saw Zhu Yan.

Upon hearing the sound, Zhu Yan looked up, then lowered her head again to continue looking at her phone.

Wait, something's not right.

Zhu Yan seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly looked up, only to meet Xu Zhiyuan's gaze.

He was a few steps behind Lu Ze and quickly ran towards Zhu Yan.

So Zhu Yan's gaze followed Xu Zhiyuan's figure until he ran up to her.

Zhu Yan stood up, frowning as she stared at Xu Zhiyuan. Xu Zhiyuan didn't say anything, but greeted Zhu Yan with a bright smile.

"Haha, hey little Yan Yan, are you surprised? Unexpected?" Xu Zhiyuan ran over with a smile and said hi to Zhu Yan.

……

Zhu Yan thought he was seeing things until Xu Zhiyuan stood right in front of him, at which point he accepted the reality.

"Are you sick?" Zhu Yan was so angry that she laughed.

Hmm... I guess so, does lovesickness count?

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"Wow, Xiao Yan, why are you swearing? I was just feeling nostalgic for my school days, and then I randomly came to this school. I never expected that we would go to the same school! We are so destined!" Xu Zhiyuan's innocent tone made Zhu Yan lose all her strength.

"Hmm, what a coincidence." Zhu Yan continued to stare at Xu Zhiyuan with a blank expression.

Yes, that's right.

(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

Sighing, Zhu Yan finally managed to shift her attention away from Xu Zhiyuan and glance at Lu Ze.

Lu Ze shrugged, indicating that he was also innocent.

Oh well, let it be.

"Brother Yan, where did you come in from?" Lu Ze was curious as to why Zhu Yan had come straight to the teaching building without making a sound.

"The back door, huh? I don't know what's going on with the main entrance, not letting people in." Zhu Yan frowned, slightly dissatisfied.

"Damn it, if I had known I was picking up Xie Shengan, I would never have gone!" Lu Ze got angry whenever the main gate was mentioned.

No, why does that guy have so many people greeting him? What's his strength? Does he even deserve it?

"So you're just a laughingstock." Zhu Yan showed them no sympathy whatsoever, only mockery.

"That's all your fault for not giving a definite answer." Xu Zhiyuan rolled his eyes at Lu Ze again.

Lu Ze didn't dare to argue this time, after all, his information was indeed wrong. He should have asked for clarification earlier, as he was thinking of giving Zhu Yan a surprise.

He imagined the entire school's teachers and students standing at the entrance to welcome him to the celebratory banquet—how impressive and awesome that would be!

But who would have thought that he would become the joker.

"Let's not talk about unlucky people." To avoid being blamed, Lu Ze quickly changed the subject. He noticed two buckets of water on a cart nearby. "Brother Yan, what's this?"

"An old lady came to the school supermarket and kept nagging me so much it gave me a headache, so I just brought it back home." Zhu Yan didn't even want to think about that nagging cashier. "Take your elevator card and bring the water up."

The school has elevators, but they're only for teachers and the top 50 students—it's a kind of incentive. Of course, there are exceptions, like the young masters of the five great families, who also have privileges. Oh no, now there are only four.

Lu Ze patted his pockets, finding them empty. Feeling a little guilty, he chuckled awkwardly, "Hehe, elevator card, I forgot to bring it."

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