Feeling the soft, warm fragrance filling his arms, Wayne couldn't help but smile.

This place... is amazing.

"How exactly did you manage to sneak into our house?" Ge Li suddenly asked curiously.

For a moment, Wayne's body stiffened.

As he pondered what kind of lie he could concoct to make it seem less convincing, Ge Li spoke again:

"—Never mind. If it's inconvenient for me to tell you, then I won't."

They were let off the hook.

Wayne's expression relaxed.

He said somewhat awkwardly, "That's because of some secrets that absolutely cannot be revealed. If someone finds out, I might die on the spot."

In every sense of the word.

Shocked by the severity of the consequences, Ge Li tightened his grip on his arm.

"Don't say anymore... I won't ask anymore."

Leaning against Wayne, she whispered, "All I need is... right now."

That's so stupid.

Wayne sighed inwardly.

"Oh, right." He remembered something and took a letter out of his pocket.

"Since we've run into each other so quickly, I don't need to think about how to secretly hand it over to you anymore."

Ge Li looked up and saw the familiar envelope design on the outside, then smiled shyly.

She took it from Wayne and placed it on the side of her pillow, saying in a light tone, "I'll look at it when I get back."

Seeing her adorable appearance, Wayne lowered his head and touched her head.

Let's see now.

Ge Li was deeply ashamed when he made such a request.

Then, seemingly realizing that the other person had misunderstood, he added another sentence.

"It's not a love letter."

Ge Li: The smile gradually fades.jpg

As she stared at him with her increasingly cold gaze, Wayne felt a chill run down his spine.

"Oh dear, it's very important! I'll bring you the love letter tonight, okay?"

She looked away from Wayne, gave a soft hum, and took the contents of the envelope out.

It is a bearer contract of the Edgeworth family business guild.

Upon seeing the amount, Ge Li's eyes widened immediately, and he sat up in surprise: "Where...where did you get so much money?"

Wayne, who had been watching her expression, smiled smugly.

"I'm entrusting my secret stash of money to you for safekeeping."

However, upon hearing his words, Ge Li did not show any joy; instead, he appeared rather melancholy.

"The Wencher family... are you really going to manage such a large amount of assets?" Her eyes were full of complicated emotions.

It felt like a sense of loss, and also like a feeling of resentment.

This thin contract in her hand alone is worth more than all the family assets she currently has at her disposal.

“…It wasn’t obtained from the Winchester family,” Wayne explained.

He wasn't so heartless as to use Chris's money to curry favor with Goth.

“I have other sources of funding,” he said. “Although they are not stable, this money is nothing to me.”

At worst, we can just hire a few more thugs to rob us... oh no, I mean demand compensation.

However, Ge Li still had some concerns: "To obtain such great benefits, there must also be enormous risks involved..."

Wayne sat up and hugged her.

"Don't worry, I haven't done anything wrong, and no one will bother me."

His voice was soft, but firm: "I... want to keep Miss Ge Li by my side."

In this heavy and base love, he could not simply enjoy the sacrifices of the singer.

A connection formed solely by a fleeting feeling of love—

Beautiful, yet too fragile.

He wanted to find another way to bind her firmly to himself.

"...Such a thing cannot be accomplished by one party alone."

"So—let's work together to take control of our future."

With this money freed from Mr. Franz's control, Miss Gothic could use the time in the next few years, before the marriage was arranged, to secretly develop her own power.

At least, it gives her the right to decide her own destiny and the strength to fight back even when faced with strong demands from her family.

To know,

Once you experience the joy of resisting the control of others, you will no longer be content to be a caged bird.

Chapter 176 Because I couldn't sleep last night

"Wayne... why have you been dozing off all day?"

Drama Department.

Chris sat down next to him and saw him slumped over the table, looking listless. She reached out and gently stroked his forehead.

It's cool and refreshing, very comfortable.

Wayne closed her eyes and tilted her head back slightly to make it easier for her to touch a larger area.

He remembers that when he was a child and sick, his grandmother would use a traditional remedy from their area to draw a few characters on his forehead, then gently touch his forehead and call his name a few times.

This is some kind of superstitious practice called "calling back the soul" or something like that. After I grew up and went to a big city, I never saw anyone do it anymore.

Although this action was full of unscientific ideas, looking back now, it actually has a heartwarming feel to it.

The activity room was shaded from direct sunlight, and despite the sweltering heat outside, it still offered some coolness. Several people sat in twos and threes, chatting about all sorts of things.

Summer afternoons are a time when people are naturally prone to drowsiness.

"Because I had insomnia last night," he mumbled.

At this moment, Wayne did not see her expression, but he could clearly feel that her slightly cool hand paused.

Then, the softness left his forehead.

Her voice, a mixture of shyness and anger, reached my ears, "It's all your fault!"

Wayne's lips curled into a smile.

"You were the one touching me back then..."

"You still dare to talk back!" Under the table, Chris kicked him angrily.

He opened his eyes and saw her pretty face, which was flushed slightly.

Sigh, my legitimate girlfriend is right beside me, but I can only touch her...

He took Chris's hand, pulled it over, and placed it under his face, using it as a pillow.

However, the leisurely rest did not last long.

Soon, a "spy" sent out by the drama department rushed back.

"Lady Chris!" the girl who rushed in said anxiously, "Breaking news, it's not Miss Gothley Edgeworth from the orchestra who's going to fight, but senior Karaman from the second year!"

Chris and the other members looked slightly taken aback. "How could this be!"

Only Wayne, who was feigning sleep, revealed a barely perceptible smile.

"Senior Karaman is the current vice minister of the orchestra and has always been at odds with Miss Edgeworth... This time, it was she who strongly insisted on serving as the chief planner."

If it weren't for Gothic Edgeworth, Karaman would be the strongest contender to become the next Minister of the Orchestra.

However, even though Karaman was a senior in the orchestral department, she did not go directly up from the elementary school, so she was naturally not as good as Miss Kareem who had been cultivating her skills in the lower grades for many years.

Furthermore, Ge Li's stunning performance at the school fair has instantly made her famous.

Karaman, the deputy minister, was less prestigious than Gothic, who was just a newcomer, and his position was precarious.

"That guy... he's actually avoiding a fight!"

Chris was very indignant about this.

It sounds like she doesn't take anyone in the orchestra seriously except for Kareem.

“Whoever is in charge over there, all we need to do is win their activity room,” Wayne said. “Losing even their activity room is a defeat for their entire orchestra.”

Hearing his statement, Chris nodded in agreement.

"That's right. Even if she doesn't dare to come out and fight, I'll still make her laugh at me to my face after I win."

Seemingly imagining the resentful expression that Ge Li might show at that time, Chris chuckled maliciously.

Please, please don't do that!

Wayne silently wiped the sweat from his brow for the orchestra.

The drama club's rehearsals proceeded in anticipation of defeating the orchestra as quickly as possible.

Just as proposed at the beginning.

Male lead: Prince, played by Chris.

Female lead: A commoner girl, played by Tasia.

Lawrence took over the role of the king, while Wayne demanded to be the narrator.

In the script, the main events are almost entirely between the male and female leads, while other characters have very limited screen time and few lines.

Therefore, the most important part of this performance rests on Chris and Tasia.

how to say?

Oh well, as long as she's happy.

Even after leaving the academy and returning home, Chris was still silently memorizing her lines by herself.

Wayne followed behind her, preparing to return to the bedroom with her, but Chris suddenly stopped and blocked him at the door.

“…You’re not allowed to come in anymore!” she said.

"Huh? Why?"

"Because...because Mom said we can't do those things together right now."

After saying that, Chris slammed the door shut on him.

The sound of a lock being turned on came from inside.

"You! You should really reflect on your unhealthy thoughts!"

The footsteps faded into the distance, and Chris just left him at the door.

"..."

Facing the silent, heavy wooden door before him, Wayne sighed and turned back to his room.

Take advantage of this little bit of time to catch up on some sleep.

……

Time passed day by day, and the rehearsals for the new script gradually got on track and became quite well-organized.

"Look!"

That day, Chris brought two colorful things and waved them in front of him.

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